Starting school, with a new floral cloth backpack that Xia Yuan had made, Lu Yun was about to become a brand-new first-grade student. The excitement and anticipation that real children possess simply eluded her.
If there was any feeling at all, it was a deep resignation.
The ancients spoke of enduring ten years of bitter study, but as a child, from elementary to middle school, and then from high school to university, it was far more than just ten years, wasn't it? Not to mention the additional years it would take if one wished to pursue further education...
Just the thought of starting all over made Lu Yun shiver with dread.
Look, even before the formal start of school, Xia Yuan had solemnly announced new rules at home.
