Her complexion was cold, and she had a tall figure, looking like the type of girl who was not easy to approach.
The girl was standing with her arms crossed, talking to the group of classmates gathered in front of the office.
...This person can't be a student who came back to visit her teachers, can she? she wondered.
If there was such a girl in our grade at the time, everyone would definitely remember her.
Zhu Qingyue was just like that, although she had no friends in class, everyone actually had a deep impression of her.
During this time, whether male or female, they all seemed to be overwhelmed by the momentum of this long-haired girl who suddenly appeared, answering her questions earnestly.
The girl who got a response nodded slightly, then turned around and left without any hesitation.
The girl with long, straight black hair strode down the corridor, brushing past her as she went upstairs, yet she did not glance at her.
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