In the last semester of senior year, we entered a state of intense study.
Everyone was giving their all to get into a prestigious university.
But compared to Shengfeng High School, it seemed much more relaxed.
Mu Shen started staying at school later every day, and Chuzheng would go wait for him whenever she felt like tousling his hair; if not, she was nowhere to be seen.
Even though Mu Shen missed Chuzheng, he didn't want her to wait too long, so he restrained himself from sending her messages.
[Mu Shen: Xiao Chu, which university are you applying to?]
Mu Shen asked Chuzheng on WeChat.
[Chuzheng: Whatever you say.]
Whatever you say...
Mu Shen wasn't sure if he had misunderstood something.
But then...
[Mu Shen: I... I have good grades.]
Mu Shen wasn't clear on Chuzheng's grades; he didn't know which universities she qualified for.
[Chuzheng: Yeah, I know, good student.]
Seeing those three words, "good student", Mu Shen's cheeks grew warm.
