Two Transfer Students

In the second semester of senior year, a boy and a girl transferred into our class. In private, my childhood friend whispered to me about them. "Transferring this late in the year? They don't seem like good people. You should stay away from them." I agreed. They really were strange. The boy kept running into me by chance, and the girl was even stranger. She was always sneaking glances at me, and the more she looked, the redder her eyes got. 1 "Zhou Liang, don't you think the new transfer students are kind of weird?" My childhood friend Zhou Liang, who had been dozing with his head on the desk, perked right up. He sat straight, his eyes shining as he looked at me. "Did they come looking for you again? When?"