The message was sent successfully, and she held her phone with both hands, feeling nervous and apprehensive.
She regretted sending that text a bit, but regret was already too late.
Distracted, she finished off a piece of toast and drank up the milk. Ji Chicheng hadn't replied to her message yet.
She packed up her stuff to prepare for class and glanced at her phone once more, but the screen was still completely silent.
Forget about it, don't think too much, things will work out when it comes to it.
Ji Anning shook her head, briefly casting aside her worries, and left the dormitory.
"Ji student."
Just as Ji Anning had locked her door, someone from next door suddenly called her. The voice was somewhat familiar; she looked over.
It was Jin Yuanyuan, the Floor Monitor who had informed her about the dormitory's hygiene competition yesterday. She wore a black hoodie and skinny jeans, looking slimmer than in her pajamas from the day before and seemingly taller, too.