By the time Shi Yao arrived, half an hour had already passed, but Qin Yiran was still nowhere to be seen.
Shi Yao casually found a tree and leaned against it, waiting quietly.
About seven to eight minutes later, Shi Yao saw Qin Yiran walking over from afar, dressed in a gorgeous outfit.
Did she really think that the boys in her class would ask her out to confess their love? She even put on makeup in the middle of the night, and it was already autumn, yet she was wearing such a short skirt?
Shi Yao studied Qin Yiran from afar for a moment before calmly withdrawing her gaze.
Soon, Qin Yiran walked into a small forest.
The light in the forest was rather dim, so Qin yiran took a few steps forward. Seeing that there was no one in sight, she began calling out the names of her classmates, "Song Lin? Song Lin?"
"Song Lin, are you here?"
