Jiang Zhixun didn't show up all day, and Shen Qingqing felt somewhat unaccustomed as she lay in bed.
After all, lately, he would appear downstairs at the dorm in the afternoon if he didn't come in the morning.
He'd either accompany her to the cafeteria or bring food from outside for her.
Not seeing him all day was really unusual.
Shen Qingqing trusted Jiang Zhixun very much; he wouldn't sneakily flirt with others.
There were no special female acquaintances around him.
No ex-girlfriend, no idealized love, no secret crush... none at all.
The only emotional entanglement was her.
This was one of the reasons she agreed to date Jiang Zhixun.
She pulled the blanket higher to cover her chin and lips, trying not to let the cold air in.
Once winter hits, Shen Qingqing's hands and feet turn icy cold, and nothing keeps her warm.
If she didn't need to breathe, she'd want to curl up completely under the covers.
