After lunch were two calculus classes, and He Shumiao had gone to the counselor's office while Zhong Yuan was typically elusive, leaving only her and Fang Wei in the dorm.
Entering September, Rong City had seen several days of rain, transforming the climate from the sweltering heat of the previous month to a refreshing coolness.
Good weather often meant sleeping soundly.
When Jiang Shuyao groggily opened her eyes and checked her phone, she was instantly alert.
University life, even with regular classes including morning and evening self-study sessions for freshmen, strangely provided a comforting feel.
So comforting that it was easy to become complacent.
The two quickly freshened up and rushed to the classroom where Mr. Gao stood at the podium explaining the latest chapter on calculus.
The back door was left open, and Jiang Shuyao glanced inside unintentionally, spotting a familiar silhouette.
