Zhao Meimei didn't go to find Wang Jiayue again; she could tell that Wang Jiayue had no good feelings toward her.
Zhao Meimei wasn't really interested in the whole 'warm face to cold behind' thing.
The first year courses weren't particularly difficult for Zhao Meimei, perhaps because all the subjects were still at the beginner level.
In her free time, Zhao Meimei would bury her head in the little books hidden in her desk, which she had snatched from the Fatty Girl sitting in front of her, whose bag was always filled with such small books.
After grabbing a couple of books, Zhao Meimei would usually give her a lollipop or buy her a popsicle when she got a cold drink.
The break between classes was too short, and she couldn't read but a few pages before the bell rang again. When Zhao Meimei closed the book and turned her head, she saw Xu Xu, with ears turning red, still engrossed in his reading.
