[311] Have come to pick her up

The teaching building, the lawn, the sports field, the library, and the computer room—favorite spots for the students. The only difference being the various ghost stories of the anatomy room and the occasional flutter of white lab coats on the road.

The scent of hospital disinfectant and the sharp smell of formalin drifted through the air, and even without smelling it, sensitive nerves could sense the tension.

The light drizzle today seemed to easily stir people's nerve endings.

Walking with her head down alone, Xie Wanying listened to the sound of the fine rain and felt a touch of sadness in her heart, a residue from yesterday's events.

Parked at the campus gate, Cao Yong looked out the car window and saw her walking under an umbrella from afar, like a solitary plum blossom in a valley. The blue woolen sweater on her body seemed to carry a cold breath, forming a painting-like scene in the misty rain, making her seem untouchable yet pitiful and adorable.