Mo Shangjun hadn't expected that while listening to Ya Tianxing's stories, she actually didn't feel the slightest bit sleepy.
Without realizing it, she got through the darkest hour before Lai Ming, then the sky slowly shifted from pitch black to bluish gray, and finally the color grew lighter and lighter, until the first ray of sunlight fell on her body.
Mo Shangjun listened with great interest the whole time.
Ya Tianxing just picked a few things from his time at the S&D Academy to tell Mo Shangjun, but he also hadn't expected that those experiences, which in his memory were only a fleeting moment, could, when spoken out loud, so easily stretch into a good hour or two.
Sunlight slanted down from the side, and when Ya Tianxing lifted his head, the glare made him narrow his eyes.
Only then did he suddenly realize how late it was; he lowered his head, glanced at his watch, and said, "Time to go."
"I'm not narcissistic," Mo Shangjun suddenly said.
"..."
