Most of the roommates were there, and Shi Nuan felt a bit melancholic as she packed her things, though they didn't mind and even asked if she needed help.
Shi Nuan declined all of them, there weren't many things, and she could manage on her own.
After tidying up, Shi Nuan picked up a cup, intending to pour herself some water to drink, but the moment her fingers touched the cup, she suddenly remembered that Song Yansheng had once drunk from this cup.
At that time, the roommates were all out, leaving just her and him in the dormitory. But even with only two people, it felt more crowded than having all four now.
She recalled the look in his eyes when he cornered her against the door, perhaps because of the age difference, that gaze was different from Shen Zui's and Song Yichuan's.
His eyes were gentle, yet as dark as the night sky, making one afraid to meet them, feeling distant, feeling like they would fall into them.
