The blue phantom of the Little Snake hovered around Zheng Qing for a while, then silently slipped back onto the 'deck' of the leaf boat, disappearing without a trace.
Zheng Qing sat cross-legged beside the professor, silently watching the stream of lights flashing outside the five-colored radiance. Gradually, his thoughts opened up, and the questions in his heart were no longer confined to his current worries but began to list the doubts accumulating deep inside him for a long time.
However, before he could speak.
The professor asked first.
"——Do you have any specific plans after graduation?" He folded his arms, tilted his head, curiously looked at the young man, his eyes missing the solemnity they had when discussing 'death', appearing extremely pure.
Zheng Qing was slightly taken aback.
Because the question was too ordinary, too 'simple', slightly out of tune with the current conversation's atmosphere.
