Tang Yanqi felt even more awkward. What on earth did doubling the effort mean? How were they supposed to double it? Like now, just chatting under the covers, did doubling mean they needed two quilts?
Mr. Sheng, although in good shape, still had his illness, and after talking with Tang Yanqi for a while, he felt tired. Tang Yanqi keenly noticed the old man's condition, so she didn't stay long, leaving some time for the grandfather and grandson, and then she walked to the corridor outside.
A vibration came from her pocket, and Tang Yanqi took a glance at it, then turned to the nearby stairwell to answer: "Senior?"
Lu Qilin's gentle voice came through the phone: "Yanqi, are you out of class?"
Tang Yanqi didn't explain why she hadn't attended class today, she just gave a light "hmm."
"Tomorrow is Saturday, you have no classes, right? How about having a meal with your dormmates?"
