My Mental State Is Much Better Now

Number Eight...

Even though the person standing at the lectern was completely different from the one in his memories, having changed drastically, Lu Xin still recognized him from his appearance and the feeling he gave him.

The person who had loved slicking hair gel into his hair from a young age, who cried whenever he was hit, and who always liked complaining to the teachers and guards even though no one paid him any attention.

Number Eight, who was about the same age as him.

Although Lu Xin had been guessing on the way back whether this mysterious visitor might be one of his orphanage classmates, seeing him for real still came as a surprise.

The orphanage classmate he had been trying to find all this time had actually just appeared in front of him?

Besides, this felt different from when he had seen Seven and Number Two.

After such a hurried journey, unexpectedly seeing Number Eight in Qinggang, inside Crimson Moon Elementary School, stirred a hard-to-describe sense of familiarity in Lu Xin as well. Yet for some reason, that familiarity always carried a hint of warning...

For a moment, as he watched Number Eight seriously teaching from the lectern, Lu Xin actually did not know what to say.

"Lu Xin, you... you're back..."

Just as he was feeling startled and uncertain, a trembling yet faintly delighted voice suddenly sounded beside him.

Lu Xin turned around and saw Teacher Lu.

She had just come down from the specially made stairs. She looked as though she had hurried down and was slightly out of breath.

She was looking at Lu Xin with both surprise and delight, as if a drowning person had suddenly grasped a straw—urgent and relieved, yet slightly embarrassed to approach him because of a trace of