The night deepens.
The students who have packed up properly all head straight toward the dining hall.
The place Mo Shangjun needs to go will pass the dining hall, so she sees many people — smiling because they stayed behind, heavy-hearted with worry about the future, dejected and disheartened by losing their companions... many people, many emotions.
As she passes the dining hall, Mo Shangjun seems to see Ya Tianxing.
— Ya Tianxing?
The name flashes through her mind, pulling back her wandering thoughts, so she stops and looks carefully at the off-road vehicle not far away, faintly, as if she really sees Ya Tianxing sitting in the car.
Then, she sees a hand reaching out, gesturing for her to come over.
Instinctively, Mo Shangjun recalls the fear dominated by running laps.
Tsk.
Her mental fortitude is getting weaker.
Mo Shangjun sighs and then strolls toward the off-road vehicle.
