He Qingzhou was a very attentive person.
Towards the end of last semester, he had a faint sense that Sister Yao's attitude towards Brother Yan had changed, to speak more deeply, the relationship between the two had evolved beyond mere childhood friends.
Looking at Brother Yan's serious attitude towards his studies, it seemed everything was explained.
Perhaps, the transition from unrequited love to mutual affection was just a catalyst away.
For Brother Yan, that catalyst was Liang Zixiao.
Under the pandemic, the intense study atmosphere in the senior year hadn't eased at all.
All courses wrapped up, leaving the next few months for identifying deficiencies, solidifying the foundation, and expanding knowledge.
The university entrance exams would cover knowledge points from the first to the third year of high school, a total of six semesters; liberal arts students groaned under the weight of rote memorization, while science students' stacks of practice tests towered over humans.
