Lu Nian arrived at the university, slipping quietly inside while doing his best to avoid Feng. He knew Feng must be looking for him. Entering the classroom, he searched for Yichen but didn't find him there. With a sigh, Lu Nian sat down silently, keeping his mask on, not daring to reveal his face.
When he turn on his phone, his eyes widened—over a hundred missed calls from Feng. His chest tightened. Without a second thought, he quickly switched the phone off again and turned his gaze toward the window, trying to ignore the storm that was brewing outside. The lecture soon began, but his mind was elsewhere.
After classes ended, Lu Nian didn't wait for Yichen. He had something else to face—a date he never wanted. Walking slowly, lost in thought, he didn't notice a group of boys following him at a distance. His brows furrowed as he debated what to do. Then his gaze caught on a small flower shop by the road. He hesitated, then stepped inside, the bell above the door chiming softly.
