Mu Jiawen was never a talkative person. Even when going upstairs with Zhu Jin, she didn't ask what had just happened.
But Zhu Jin now regretted it. She shouldn't have lost her temper. What was the point of saying those things?
"Jiajia, you... could you tell Yu Hang for me," she said, "just tell him I was only angry because he didn't look for me during the National Day when he came over. He probably saw that Jiang Yan, you, and Zhu Zhen were all not around, so he finally just went back home... Forget it, never mind, it doesn't matter."
With her head hanging low, Zhu Jin dejectedly returned to the dormitory.
Standing at the third-floor staircase, Mu Jiawen was confused. So should she say it or not?
Forget it, let Jiang Yan decide.
After telling Jiang Yan about it, Mu Jiawen immediately put it out of her mind and didn't worry about it anymore.
...
With New Year's Day past, final exams were fast approaching.
