But today is Monday, and she thought to herself, Chen Tianlong will definitely be back at school, and she can see his handsome face and sweet smile again. Wu Mengting felt a burst of joy in her heart.
After a few days of recuperation, Chen Tianlong's wounds were mostly healed, leaving only a scar. Wu Mengting, of course, knew about Chen Tianlong's injuries, so she brought a bottle of traditional ointment from home to help Chen Tianlong apply it.
Speaking of tradition, she made it herself according to a secret recipe. It took Wu Mengting an entire weekend to find all sorts of Chinese medicinal herbs at the pharmacy, then brew and hand-make it, finally packing it in a small facial cream bottle to bring to school.
However, Wu Mengting arrived too early today, and Chen Tianlong hadn't come to class yet.
As she walked past the entrance of Class 3 (1), she peeked inside and saw a strange boy sitting in the classroom. She didn't know if he was new, but he was indeed unfamiliar to her.
