It was as if she had stumbled upon an incredible secret, Luo Qianqian spent the entire night in excitement, not knowing when she eventually fell asleep. She woke up very early in the morning, peeked from the upper bunk, and discovered that Qin Nuan in the lower bunk had also opened her eyes.
The two exchanged glances and, as if by unspoken agreement, got out of bed to wash up, change clothes, and headed to the cafeteria.
"It can't be what I'm thinking, can it?" Luo Qianqian asked with some difficulty accepting it, her eyes full of self-reproach as she looked toward Qin Nuan.
Qin Nuan was startled, then patted her head, "It was her own choice; it has nothing to do with you." Those words, as if confirming what Cao Yingying had done, left Luo Qianqian with her mouth agape, unable to speak, her face helpless.
It was a long time before she spoke, her voice gloomy, so uncharacteristic of her usual self, "If I hadn't..."
