Chi Gui fell silent for a moment, then encouraged, "Keep it up."
Su Niannian was very enthusiastic and spent the whole class immersed in composing music.
Even though it was a mentally taxing task, her face beamed with joy.
At noon, Su Niannian pulled a loaf of bread directly from her backpack, "Sister Chi, I'm not going to have lunch. I just had an inspiration and need to write it down immediately."
Before she finished speaking, she swiftly grabbed a pen and began to jot down notes.
Chi Gui also happened to be going to "Wait for You" to buy some stuff. After instructing Xing Gu to have someone deliver lunch to Su Niannian, she slung her bag over her shoulder and left the school.
Inside the "Wait for You" store.
Fu Si was reclining beside the floor-to-ceiling windows on a lounger, one arm hanging over the edge of the chair, a deep and long wound on his pale, slim forearm, still oozing blood.