To make matters worse, his steps began to slow as he arrived at the row she was sitting at. Shi Yao's hand unconsciously tightened around the pen she was holding.
Lin Jiage... Could he be… intending to sit beside her?
As the idea manifested itself in her mind, Shi Yao got increasingly tensed up.
She could not stop herself from raising her gaze and taking a peek at Lin Jiage.
It was true! He had really stopped in the aisle right beside her...
Shi Yao gulped down a mouthful of saliva nervously, and even her breathing had become a little cautious.
The gazes of the entire class fell upon Shi Yao. Just as Shi Yao thought that Lin Jiage could take a seat beside her, in the next moment, Lin Jiage walked past her.
The sound of chairs scraping against the floor resounded behind her. Lin Jiage had taken the seat right behind her.
Was she thinking too much?
Shi Yao heaved a sigh of relief as her grip around her pen loosened.