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The library, an old man sat at the table reading some documents.
Suddenly.
"Hmm..."
A magazine was tossed onto the table.
The old man looked up, only to see Lin Yujing by the opposite desk, taking off her backpack.
"Oh, what's up with you today?" the old man lifted his glasses, "That 'hmm' sounded so lifeless."
"Hmm..." Lin Yujing set her backpack down, flopped her head on the table, and sighed, "Not happy."
The old man chuckled as he took off his glasses: "Did that kid annoy you again?"
"Not exactly… not entirely." Lin Yujing's forehead rested against the table as she dully stared at her sneakers, "Don't know, don't like, not happy."
But the old man found it quite amusing.
A troubled young girl, how nice to look at.
Yet he was certainly not Sun Leyang, he was very good at managing his expressions, and his face was now a picture of complete empathy.
