"Find a seat."
Huo Jinyan glanced at him, then picked up his textbook.
Lin Yi walked straight to the last row.
When she passed by Lin Ci and Lu Ning's table, he deliberately stopped for a bit.
However, he did not say anything. He simply smiled, and then went to sit in the last row.
Huo Jinyan never chatted or made small talk during his classes; seeing that Lin Yi had sat down, he did not give his classmates any time to be curious about him, and immediately began his lecture.
Lu Ning listened for a while. It was alright; he did not speak too fast, and she still had time to take notes.
Lin Ci saw that Lu Ning kept shrugging her shoulders as she wrote, so she leaned over and asked in a whisper, "What's wrong?"
Lu Ning shook her head. "It's nothing, my wound is just itchy."
"That always happens when wounds heal. You can't scratch it."
Lin Ci told her.