She waited until Xi Zirong had biked off into the distance before grabbing her clothes to wash up.
By the time she finished washing up, it was already almost ten o'clock. There were still two hours until the New Year.
Xu Su was no longer in the mood to study. The weather was too cold, so she simply turned off the living room light. She pulled out her fully charged phone, grabbed an English book, and curled up in bed, planning to read for a little while before sleeping.
She hadn't checked her phone all day. Sure enough, there were texts from Zhou Mochen.
7:15 AM: You up yet? Are you spending New Year's at your place, or are you going to your grandfather's?
Around 1:00 PM: Have you eaten? Still haven't checked your phone? Xu Su, text me back when you see this.
6:00 PM: You that busy today? You haven't looked at your phone once all day? Or are you deliberately ignoring me?
