He didn't come to Class 1.

After hanging up, Chu You slid open the window halfway, and the cold wind blew in, smoothing the thrum of his heart.

The sky outside had turned utterly dark, a deep ink-black, save for the scattering of stars that sprinkled the firmament, shimmering faintly.

He glanced at the night sky, a fine smile shrouded in depth of his dark eyes.

After a while, he turned and walked into the living room.

...

In Jing'an Garden, Nian Yuyu placed her phone on the coffee table, slowly moved to the water dispenser, and filled a cup with cold water.

The cold water quelled the warmth on her cheeks.

Lying back on the sofa, she picked up her phone and messaged Jiang Jingyun.

Nian Yuyu: "When will the heating stop?"

Jiang Jingyun: "???"

Nian Yuyu, with an upturned corner of her mouth, typed a message, "The heating is a bit high, it's hot."

After sending the message, she remembered something, put down her phone, and walked to the kitchen.