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After that night, Qin Shuang hadn't seen He Zhiyao for over a month.
She was certain it was the aftermath of that night that caused her to involuntarily conjure up discordant images of He Zhiyao in her mind, and her heart would race uncontrollably, her face heating up so much that she couldn't breathe.
It was just too strange.
On June 20th, Qin Shuang finished her part in the town and returned to Jiangcheng early.
It was time for the graduation ceremony.
She had already completed her thesis in advance and passed the interview. Once the graduation ceremony was over, her university days would also come to a complete end.
Qin Shuang arrived in Jiangcheng at night. He Zhiyao wasn't home, and she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
She really didn't want to see He Zhiyao at the moment.
Otherwise, she would keep recalling that day's events, still unsure what got into her that night to actually attempt to initiate… cough cough.