People say that when you do similar things in the same routine every day, time passes especially fast.
Zheng Tan believed this as well.
Eating, sleeping, taking strolls, occasionally watching the excitement and eavesdropping on some gossip, and then upon looking at the calendar, discovering, oh, time had inadvertently passed by.
Zheng Tan lay on a tall plane tree in the main avenue of the campus, the dense leaves blocking the sunlight above. It wasn't hot; a gentle breeze was blowing, making him feel drowsy.
From the New Year to school start, and now about to be summer vacation, half a year felt like it had blinked away.
