In the classroom, Fang Meng sat at her desk, looking over the detailed program schedule for the day after tomorrow.
Not long after Lin Zhengran returned to the classroom, Jiang Qian did as well.
Fang Meng looked up, intending to greet her and talk about the program, but she immediately noticed a faint blush on Jiang Qian's face.
To an outsider, her expression was still as cold as ice, but Fang Meng, who knew her best, could detect even the slightest change.
Jiang Qian sat down beside Lin Zhengran. After a quick glance at him, she shyly flipped open a book and stared at its pages, as if to hide some emotion.
"Qianqian..." Fang Meng blinked a couple of times.
Two days before the graduation ceremony, while Jiang Qian and Fang Meng were on their way home, they came across a female student trying to move her luggage. The suitcase was huge, and she seemed unable to lift it up a tall step.
