Chapter 1100: The Man I've Known for Sixteen Years

The next day was another clear and sunny day; the autumn sun shone brightly, and the morning air was filled with drifting white fog.

Today's fog was thick, and Jasmine Yale, wrapped in an orange scarf, walked on the path to the campus.

Overnight, her mood had calmed down a lot.

It was like nothing had happened the previous evening; she hadn't made any cakes, nor had she gone to Time.

Everything was calm as water.

She had missed an afternoon's worth of classes yesterday, so she came to the classroom early to catch up on her notes.

Sometimes she felt truly foolish, unable to learn from her mistakes.

In the mornings, classmates would bring newspapers into the classroom.

Since many students in the class were from overseas and hadn't started lessons yet, they liked to read the newspapers and chat about domestic news and gossip.

Plus, being journalism majors, they were even keener on digging into insider scoops.