Watching his receding figure, Allen smiled faintly.
Finally, he found his way.
Allen withdrew his gaze from the trees and felt happy for him.
He rubbed Winnie's little head. The air in the school was still so comfortable and clean.
It seemed to have a unique taste of memory, like a feeling of home.
From time to time, some students passed by and greeted them. At this moment, the conflicts and schemes outside had disappeared.
"Next, it's time for us to go through the formalities at the dean's office." Demis smiled and withdrew his gaze from a girl passing by. He licked his dry lips and swallowed.
"Dirty old man." Looking at Demis's disgusting expression, Bobby spat and looked at him with disdain.
Demis laughed and said indifferently, "I'm a man." He didn't know how to describe the two words "Shame" in his dictionary for a long time. Everyone knew what kind of person Demis was, so they didn't bother to argue with him.
Then Demis led them to the dean's office.