Lu Lin took a drag of her cigarette and then slowly exhaled.
A rare moment of peace.
That afternoon, she didn't go out. Instead, she stayed in the dorm, smoked two cigarettes, played with her phone, read a novel for a while, and watched a few videos.
There might still be a shred of hope, hoping that Zhou Yuwen would send a message back. However, she had been waiting since noon until five in the afternoon, and Zhou Yuwen had not sent any messages.
Finally, as the passionately bright sun slowly declined in the west, turning the west-side sports field a fiery red before gradually sinking.
Unknowingly, the sky darkened.
The streetlights under her building began to light up.
It was getting cold outside.
A message finally popped up on Lu Lin's WeChat.
But she was not in a hurry to check it. Instead, she finished an episode of a TV series before opening it.
After all, since Zhou Yuwen had left her hanging for so long, she thought she'd leave him hanging for a while too.