"...No need."
She shook her head nervously.
The other person glanced at her briefly, then got up and left the restaurant.
Qin Youxue held her chopsticks, staring in confusion at Mo Hexuan's departing figure. What on earth is he thinking...
How could he still be so calm?
She would rather he get angry at her than maintain this unnerving level of calmness.
It left her feeling unsettled, on edge with fear.
Could it be that he was deliberately treating her this way, forcing her to live in constant terror?
Her mind swirled with thoughts. She slouched weakly over the table, lightly furrowing her brows.
What should I do...
Qin Youxue asked herself.
What should I do...
There's no way...
She felt powerless.
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The exams were approaching. The school had specifically given the seniors a day off to go home, rest, and prepare.
Qin Youxue accompanied Jian Yang to a nearby stationery store to buy ballpoint pens for the exams.
