Epilogue One: That winter, snow began to drift through the classroom.

"Have you and Xu Xiangyang resolved your issue?"

During the noon self-study period, the class head teacher, as usual, casually occupied the classroom. After distributing the test papers, she sat on the podium. Therefore, the classroom was very quiet, with only the delicate "shushing" sounds of pencil tips scraping against draft paper. Lin Xingjie was focusing intently on her work, but the girl sitting in front of her turned around and quietly knocked on the desk.

"Uh?"

Lin Xingjie looked up a bit confused, turning to face the other person.

She sat in the last row of the classroom, alone in her seat. After the last time the seats were arranged, the person nearest to her was her closest friend in the class after Xu Xiangyang, Yang Wenjing.

The girl with the big braids was staring at her with a serious expression.

"The issue between you and Xu Xiangyang, is it resolved?" She repeated, one word at a time.

"...Do we really have to talk about this now."