[What do you think?]
Mr. Lu slept until dawn, not caring about the flood of messages on his phone.
By the time he opened a bunch of unread messages, it was already the next morning.
He casually glanced at his phone as he brushed his teeth and washed his face.
"What the hell would I know?"
The man muttered under his breath, tossed the phone aside, and, steady as a rock, blow-dried his hair, got himself cleaned up neatly, and ran to the cafeteria to join Zhong Ruixi for breakfast.
Remember, emotions are waves that surge up and down intermittently.
For key issues, you must play dead on time and not go against the tide.
Instantly replying to messages is a big taboo.
Not until the morning class bell officially rang did he lay his head on the desk, pulled out his phone, and scrolled through his own album screenshots, analyzing the time and the area.
According to their habits, they should have woken up from their dreams by now.
