After much thought, Chen Yang's gaze settled on Liu Zhiling.
When night fell, everyone returned to their own rooms.
When Ye Yiqing and Guan Xiyue walked away, they cast a resentful glance towards him.
But tonight, Chen Yang was too busy to accompany them.
In the still of the night, Chen Yang quietly left his room and knocked on the door of Liu Zhiling's room.
"Who is it?"
From inside the room came the voice of Liu Zhiling, slightly excited, hoping that the person outside was Chen Yang.
When the door opened and she saw Chen Yang, Liu Zhiling's delicate body trembled, and she plunged into Chen Yang's arms, her head resting on his chest, and softly said, "I've missed you."
Those words were filled with tender affection.
Chen Yang patted Liu Zhiling's back and kissed her forehead, whispering, "You don't have to miss me now, I'm right here in front of you."
"Mm."
Liu Zhiling nodded gently, took Chen Yang's hand, led him into the room, and closed the door.
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