The night was gradually deepening.
Zhao Lianmai did not hurry to leave the milk tea shop either.
While she couldn't say her relationship with her roommate was bad, she was now so busy with studies and work that naturally, she had little time for socializing.
Over time, the dorm had really become just a place to sleep for her.
It was actually better to be alone in the milk tea shop, with air conditioning, fruit and snacks available, and it was very quiet; the sofas were quite comfortable too.
After a day's work had ceased, she would also have some time to read a book.
Many people said she was cold and gloomy, never reciprocating the kindness others showed her with corresponding enthusiasm.
But for Zhao Lianmai, it was like a form of "hibernation," refusing all unnecessary expenditure of energy, just surviving was enough.
However, ever since she had met Xu Musen, the trajectory of her life had undergone a radical change.
