Yang Luo was sitting in the classroom, and the math teacher on the podium was talking about boring knowledge.This is the first semester of senior high school. The students are studying hard. Yang Luo, who has always been a good student in the eyes of the teacher, holds his chin with his left hand and his right hand unconsciously turning his pen, and his mind is not in the classroom at all.Looking out the window with my side face, my curled eyelashes swayed slightly, and my skin that was shattered was bright red against the sun.