The windows in the classroom were not closed, and even in March it was still windy.
The wind blew across Jiang Kun in the back row. He was wearing very little, and it was even colder in March in Hangzhou.
Shen Chugu caught a glimpse of someone beside him who was holding a pen with a trembling hand. He raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice, "Are you cold?"
The person beside him turned his head little by little, shook his head habitually, and nodded sharply when he regained consciousness.
Shen Chugu laughed softly, but his smile still hadn't dissipated. He held back his amusement and said, "What you did just now really looked like a woodpecker."
Jiang Kun didn't understand what he was laughing at, and thought about how he looked just now.
It really does look a bit like a woodpecker...
Jiang Kun tilted his head, but the wind still made his shoulders tremble.
He gave up the option of writing and spread his hands on the table.
He thought, forget it, stop writing, and copy the top student next to him after class.
Suddenly, Jiang Kun felt a little warmth between his fingers. This warmth extended to the palm of his hand, and his right hand was clasped.
Jiang Kun watched as his hand slowly moved under the table and reached into the pocket of his deskmate.
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