Five days of classes a week, only Friday mornings are free of early classes—not only no 8 AM class, but no classes at all in the morning.
After returning to her room on Thursday night, Qiao Yuxian found a drama series to watch and decided not to get up before ten the next day.
Then... she went to sleep at two in the morning and was woken up by her phone ringing just after six.
She pulled the quilt over her head, pretending not to hear, but the phone rang to voicemail and then quickly rang again.
Qiao Yuxian, still under the covers, extended an arm, grabbed the phone from the bedside table, and retreated back under the quilt.
She answered the call under the covers, her voice muffled, "Who is it?"
"Not up yet?" It was Zhao Meng's voice.
Qiao Yuxian was silent for a moment, then said, "I don't have morning classes. What's up?"
Zhao Meng's voice was calm, but with a hint of determined resolve: "The post I shared with you yesterday."
