Chapters

“…You’re here for a late-night snack too?” Lin Yuhan nodded, her cheeks slightly flushed. “I-I sometimes get cravings at night, […]

Heading to the Mixer The venue was Moonlit Restaurant, a ten-minute walk from campus. “By the way, why would PhD

The hallway felt cold, a piercing draft cutting through Feng Xiyao’s thin T-shirt, chilling her to the bone. For a

Post-Training Plans Military training ended at five, coinciding with the PhD students’ lab hours wrapping up. The mixer was set

Back home, Meng Zhi let out a deep sigh. He tried to act like nothing was wrong, but the truth

1:40 p.m. At the entrance of No. 3 High School, Chen Xinya stood by the bus stop in a light

The chocolate was eaten. The chicken soup was drunk. Satiated, Meng Zhi finally washed up and prepared for bed. Maybe

“You have someone you like…” Chen Xinya froze for a long moment before blurting, “Who is it?” “Well…” Meng Zhi

Chen Xinya once believed her heart would never cool. Nor would chicken soup. It would stay warm forever. But from

Feng Xiyao lingered at Meng Zhi’s place until four in the afternoon, only leaving after he finally shooed her out.