The position by the back door of the classroom.
The taciturn Luo Zhongping witnessed the entire interaction between Jiang Nian and Chen Yunyun. Although he didn't intend to listen, his ears had their own ideas and caught every word.
To be honest, he was quite envious of Jiang Nian, who could chat and laugh with Chen Yunyun.
When he usually looked at Chen Yunyun, his gaze was always indifferent, half out of inferiority, half out of affection.
That's why he seldom read romance novels, finding them somewhat unrealistic.
True love never dares to meet the eyes, only catching glimpses a thousand times over.
Compared to the front, it's the back that becomes familiar. Only then can he peek without pretending.
Like a country mouse in a courtyard, gazing at the moon through a small square opening. Even if the moonlight never touches him for a moment.
