The next day was Monday again.
Qingran got up early, but to her surprise, Xie Ying'an was up even earlier.
When Qingran was having breakfast, Xie Ying'an had already returned from his morning run.
The young man was wearing thin clothes, with his short bangs dampened by sweat, emanating a youthful aura.
It seemed he had gone for a morning jog.
Zhao Yan mentioned that ever since Xie Ying'an returned from his grandfather's place, he had been consistently going for morning runs and his self-discipline was frightening.
Xie Ying'an greeted Qingran briefly and then hurried upstairs.
By the time Qingran had eaten half of her breakfast, Xie Ying'an came down from upstairs.
He had changed into his school uniform and his hair was halfway dry, evidently having taken a shower.
Qingran was amazed at his speed, it wasn't just fast, it was incredibly fast.
