All night long, Wen Nuan tossed and turned without falling asleep.
As daylight began to break, Wen Nuan got up gently, washed up, and went to the big playground.
After running a few laps, as the sun rose, casting its orange-red light over the earth, Wen Nuan finally dragged her weary body back to the dormitory.
Wen Nuan's routine had become familiar to Fang Nuo and Zhou Yiwen, who waited for her to wash her face before the three of them went to the classroom together.
All day, Wen Nuan felt she couldn't settle her mind.
Just thinking that soon a radiant woman would appear by Fu Mingyu's side, holding his arm, calling him "Mingyu" sweetly or flirtatiously, with affectionate nicknames so mushy they gave her goosebumps, made Wen Nuan feel a sourness in her heart, and her eyes began to burn.
What would she do if that day really came?
The more she thought about it, the more that day seemed imminent, leaving Wen Nuan feeling panicked and short of breath.
