62. Late and Not Late

Mou Keyan was late.

She slowly opened her eyes, only to feel a spreading soreness from her waist to her back and the inner thighs, as if she had run a full marathon the night before.

So tired, both mentally and physically, so exhausted.

Mou Keyan struggled to sit up from the bed, looked around, and the empty bedroom was exceptionally quiet, making her feel suddenly missing something.

No sound from the bathroom, nor from the living room.

Where was Lu Jincheng?

Where had he gone?

Had he... already left?

She reached for the wristwatch on the bedside table, turned it over, and it showed almost nine-thirty.

Maybe he went to class.

After all, freshman year has the most early morning classes.

She automatically made excuses for Lu Jincheng's disappearance, clenched the hair behind her ears, tied it high, picked up the long skirt and clothing from the corner, and frowned as she put them on.

Oh... it hurts!