Of course, she didn't see anything. She shook her head, thinking she was just being overly sensitive.
Duan Jingwen leaned against the wall, raising an eyebrow in surprise. He hadn't expected her senses to be so sharp.
He lowered his eyelashes, masking the emotional turmoil flickering in his eyes, where fierce desire and determination to win flashed.
It was only when Yuanya finished her class that Duan Jingwen left the school a step ahead of time.
Yuanya, who was in class just now, shivered inexplicably, always feeling a watchful gaze on her.
Perhaps because she has recently allowed her thoughts to run wild too frequently, she didn't take it to heart.
Today, inexplicably, she suddenly had a spark of inspiration.
As soon as she returned to her quarters, she didn't even have time to eat before taking out her brush to start creating.
As it was a competition piece, Yuanya leaned towards evoking the deepest emotions in people and stirring resonance.
