The December evening breeze was damp and chilly. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening. At the door of the girls' dormitory, the girls were wrapped in thick coats, eager to get back to the dormitory and to their warm beds.
Huang Xiangyun's jet-black hair fluttered in the wind, as if blending into the night. Her body was shivering slightly in the cold wind, but her beautiful eyes made people feel colder than the evening breeze in early winter.
Speaking of which, Xu Ke hasn't seen Huang Xiangyun's eyes like this for a long time.
For a moment, Xu Ke felt as if he saw Huang Xiangyun again when school just started and she was undergoing military training. At that time, her eyes were clear and lively, yet a little arrogant and cold, without any trace of being tainted by love.
"Well, we can talk about anything."
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