Meanwhile, Yin Le, trying to control her excitement, finished her work in the cafeteria as quickly as possible, went back to her place to change into some comfortable clothes, and tied her hair into a neat bun that wouldn't come loose no matter how much she moved.
Taking one last look at the sun slightly setting in the west, she took a deep breath. While silently reciting the words she knew, she walked with a sense of sacredness towards the person she most wanted to reach.
The goal she had longed for was suddenly and passively achieved, making Yin Le feel truly anxious inside.
A moment before stepping into Qin Yao's courtyard, she was still doubting if she heard correctly, and her raised foot paused instinctively, even giving rise to a momentary thought of leaving.
But this thought only existed for a moment before she resolutely dispelled it.
Opportunities don't come around all the time. Missed ones aren't called opportunities; they are regrets.
