✓To Make He Yu Regret

Chapter 29: Entangled by ghosts

"He Yu was entangled by ghosts." Zhang Shiyu was deeply worried.

The ghost refers to Jiang Xiaozhen.

During the lunch break, Jiang Xiaozhen will go to the cafeteria to find He Yu for lunch. Sometimes when He Yu finishes class late, she will wait for him at the door of the classroom or the studio.

High school and high school have different time after school. Jiang Xiaozhen will come to the studio after school. She was eating snacks and doing homework while He Yu was painting.

The studio was closed, and she would leave behind He Yu and return to her home after she left the school.

Jiang Xiaozhen is like a ghost.

She didn't communicate with He Yu at all, just followed in silence.

Zhang Shiyu said to He Yu many times: "Friend, you don't want to be a bad guy, I can do it. If you need my fist, you can say it at any time."

It's a pity that He Yu may be too kind and didn't mean to drive Jiang Xiaozhen away.

Several times Zhang Shiyu pulled He Yu to go faster, to get rid of the ugly girl who was dressed like a holiday cake. He Yu asked him to wait, and then looked behind him.

The tail that couldn't be shaken still stuck tightly not far from them.

Zhang Shiyu sympathizes with He Yu very much, he acquiesces that He Yu is helpless.

Isn't it helpless? how is this possible!

Would someone voluntarily not want their own eyes and take the initiative to send them to the door to poison the dirt? !

It really does.

One day, until the time when they were leaving, Zhang Shiyu did not see Jiang Xiaozhen waiting for He Yu in the studio.

At first, everything was normal for He Yu. As time passed, the number of times he looked out the window began to increase.

Finally unable to hold back, he turned his head and asked Zhang Shiyu: "Did you see Jiang Xiaozhen when I went out to wash the palette just now?"

Zhang Shiyu shook his head: "No."

He Yu continued to paint.

After a while, he raised his head again, staring at the clock in front of the studio and muttering to himself.

"Fifteen minutes after school, it takes about fifteen minutes to finish the duty, which counts as twenty minutes. Throw a trash for five minutes and walk to the studio for five minutes."

Zhang Shiyu scratched his head: "So, what do you want to say?"

"It's so strange," He Yu thought, touching his chin: "Why hasn't she come yet?"

"Eh?"

Zhang Shiyu's jaw dropped in shock.

"Friend, what do you mean?"

He Yu didn't cooperate with his startled performance, and calmly said: "It means it's strange, literally."

"No," Zhang Shiyu really knew something amazing: "She followed you, did you make an appointment?"

He Yu denied: "No appointment, she wants to follow it herself."

Before Zhang Shiyu took a sigh of relief, he heard his next sentence.

"But suddenly one day she stopped following. Isn't it abnormal?"

Zhang Shiyu patted the shoulder of the old man beside him with complicated expression.