University of Posts and Telecommunications, Foundational Studies Building.
Xue Rui and a few others from dorm 622 headed upstairs together.
"This way, this way. Did you get lost just because we had a holiday?" Jiang Yuan reached out and stopped a male student.
The student scratched his head sheepishly. "Heh heh, I forgot."
"Hurry inside. It's almost seven." Jiang Yuan was in a great mood today. Ever since the holiday break, Xue Rui had completely washed his hands of everything, leaving her to handle all the class announcements.
Although Lin Ruoxi had helped campaign for Xue Rui during military training, the fact remained that Xue Rui hadn't attended the training with his classmates, and they rarely saw him in the cafeteria.
His relationship with the other students was good, but he had far fewer shared memories with them than she did.
