For Qing Yue, understanding herself, getting to know Xing Jie, making friends, and encountering her first love in life—what did all this really mean?
"...Xu Xiangyang?"
It wasn't until the class president tentatively asked that he, lost in annoyance, snapped back to reality.
"To put it simply, you want to elope with me, right?"
Xu Xiangyang tried to lighten the mood, doing his best to display a relaxed expression.
Zhu Qingyue responded with a smile as well.
"Yes, that's right."
"Okay, I'll help you."
He nodded his head vigorously, using exaggerated movements to show his determination.
"Don't agree so quickly."
Zhu Qingyue stretched out a finger, gently pressing it against Xu Xiangyang's lips to stop him from continuing.
"My idea of 'escape' isn't just for a moment. I want to leave this place and never come back."
Xu Xiangyang was taken aback.
"...You mean, to live elsewhere from now on?"
"That's right. My 'new life' is in a distant place."