That night, the dormitory was filled with smoke, and no one spoke.
The next morning, an Yue, Wang Jiaxin, and Wu Qian went to class. No one bothered with Zeng Yuqian.
At this point, the three of them had isolated her.
When an Yue returned from class in the afternoon and entered the dormitory, she suddenly saw Zeng Yuqian rushing toward her.
She jumped back in shock, but Zeng Yuqian was kneeling on the ground.
"An Yue, I'm sorry. I was wrong. Please forgive me."
An Yue was a little confused. What was wrong with her?
"Hey, what are you doing? yesterday, you said that an Yue was unkind and unjust, and now you're here to ask for her forgiveness? are you sleepwalking?" Wu Qian said sarcastically.
Zeng Yuqian looked at an Yue and cried,""Anyue, I'm sorry. I know you're good to me. I was wrong. I was selfish and shameless. Can you forgive me?"
