Qinghe suddenly thought of something, "You should be a student, right, shouldn't you have classes today?" She had become a sort of free agent at school, previously she had gone to the old man to get leave passes to take time off, but now anytime she didn't show up, the old man would sign the leave pass for her willingly and tell her as long as her studies didn't decline, he could make other things more convenient for her. It was truly opening the door to convenience. Instantly, Qinghe felt that saving a life was insanely cool, and she guessed the old man also had some inkling about her self-aware identity.
Lin Sen's smiling lips stiffened for a moment, "I, I've stopped going to school."
