Thinking about this, Yun Shifei suddenly felt filled with energy again.
After finishing class, it was still early, so Yun Shifei thought about going to the library to read.
But unexpectedly, at the bottom of the stairs, she ran into someone who definitely shouldn't be here.
Mu Chengzhu!
How long had it been since she last saw this person?
Ever since she started studying here, she hadn't seen him again.
And so, when she suddenly glimpsed him standing beneath a tall tree opposite the teaching building, Yun Shifei was a little startled.
She even thought she was mistaken.
But Mu Chengzhu's appearance wasn't something easily confused—tall, elegant, and refined. Who else could it be but him?
Amid the crowd, he spotted her right away and gave her a distant smile.
The spot where he stood was covered in fallen leaves. The branches of the tree were already bare, with only a few lonely leaves still hanging on them. A gust of wind swept through, and those lonely leaves fell with it.
