Qiao Xi took a photo and thought about sending Shen Dang a message to thank him, but then decided against it.
After dinner, Qiao Xi returned to her room.
It was past nine o'clock when Qiao Xi was packing her luggage in her room.
Suddenly, a knocking sound came from outside.
Qiao Xi looked up at the door.
"Teacher Qiao."
Qiao Xi opened the door, and a gust of wind picked up, carrying the faint scent of alcohol from Shen Dang.
"You've been drinking again?" Qiao Xi frowned slightly.
She stood inside the door, and Shen Dang stood outside, as if dividing two separate worlds.
The corridor light shone down, illuminating his striking features; Shen Dang seemed to be basking in the light.
Arrogant yet noble.
Shen Dang smiled, "Yes, I drank. What about it?"
Shen Dang's brow tightened, his long eyelashes hiding his emotions, making his peach blossom eyes appear deeper.
Qiao Xi's heart tightened, "Is there something you need?"
His gaze made her somewhat panicky.
