The news soon spread throughout the Knowledge and Practice Institute. Fan Dazhi was eating in the Dining Hall when he heard everyone talking, and shock filled his heart.
They had grown up together since childhood. He would never believe He An could do something like that.
Fan Dazhi abandoned his bowl and wandered dazedly to the classroom alone. Looking at the empty seat beside him, he felt a sorrow he could not put into words.
The bell rang for class, and the surrounding chatter quieted. Fan Dazhi seemed not to hear it, sitting there in a stupor.
Han Chanjuan turned her head from time to time, looking worriedly at He An's empty seat, then at Fan Dazhi, wanting to speak but holding back.
"Dazhi? Dazhi!"
While the teacher up front bent over to write, Han Chanjuan turned around and tapped lightly on the desk.
Fan Dazhi stared blankly, deaf to her voice.
"Have you gone stupid? I'm asking you, what exactly happened to He An?"
Han Chanjuan turned back to grab a walnut and flung it angrily at Fan Dazhi's chest, impatience showing on her face.
"I don't know the details either, but I believe... Xiao An must have been framed!"
Fan Dazhi finally came to his senses. He leaned forward slightly and lowered his voice. "Molesting a fellow student? That's ridiculous. Maybe I could do something like that, but... Xiao An... he simply isn't that kind of person!"
"You aren't that kind of person either. You have a thief's intentions, but not a thief's nerve!"
Han Chanjuan turned back around in a huff. Who would want to frame He An? Could the people who tried to kill him last time still refuse to give up?
At long last, the bell rang to end class. Gu Qingzhou, Bi Yunfei, Zhuge