Chapter 2022 — Replace
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"Yeah, I was puzzled by yesterday too. Even I, Shihan's best friend, only knew that she had some psychological scars from childhood that could trigger her headaches—I never knew it was because of a woman in black," Cheng Yiyi said with a nod. "Seems like yesterday really was a coincidence..."
Though Wei Zhao felt yesterday's events were unlikely to be such a coincidence—the woman in black had appeared too abruptly, and precisely during Xu Shilan's performance. What was more, and most crucially, if this person was supposed to be a performer, then no program featuring that kind of costume appeared again until the freshman gala ended, which struck Wei Zhao as very strange. It was as if this person had appeared simply to show up at that moment and nothing more.
But Xu Shilan had also said this was a scar from her childhood, something private she hadn't even told Cheng Yiyi—Cheng Yiyi only knew the general outline—and Wei Zhao, as a doctor, didn't know either. So how had Zhang Duopan come to know?
Still, this could only remain a mystery; Wei Zhao had no good way to investigate further.
After breakfast, Feng Sanmang arrived driving the business van, carrying Xu Shilan and Cheng Yiyi off to the airport. Matters here had come to a close.
Han Jingyi and Han Xiaochao had been waiting at the door since early morning. They had probably been given some psychological burden by last night's events and were afraid Wei Zhao might forget them again.
"You don't have to wait out here like this. I'll call you when it's time to go..." Wei Zhao said, a little embarrassed as he looked at the pitiful pair of siblings.
Who would have guessed that these two were actually rich, living in a villa and driving a BMW? People who didn't know might even think the two couldn't afford bus fare and were waiting here for that reason. In fact, Wei Zhao found it strange himself.
Only, as for Han Jingyi's intelligence, Wei Zhao no longer cared to ask. He had asked and asked and never gotten a clear answer as to why, and in the end he would only invite Han Jingyi to turn the question back on him—which would be borrowing trouble for nothing.
At school, after Wei Zhao parted ways with the young lady and the others, he headed toward the biology department with Han Jingyi.
As she walked, Han Jingyi was still fiddling with her tablet, as if completely absorbed in it. Walking along the main road was fine, but when they reached a narrow path, she carelessly stepped on the edge of a manhole cover; her body pitched forward, and she was about to fall headfirst...
"Ah!" Han Jingyi let out an instinctive cry of alarm. Wei Zhao was somewhat speechless, but he couldn't just let Han Jingyi fall like that—for one thing, who knew whether the tablet would break, and for another, Han Jingyi herself would take a nasty tumble.