"Forget it."
Li Lingling paused on the road, then continued walking. Faced with these incomprehensible yet bizarre matters, she thought it best to simply stop pondering them. She might as well hurry to the office to check on her students' recent grades.
"Why is Li Lingling suddenly taking the initiative to message me again today?"
In the maintenance room, with the school term coming to an end, Chen An and his colleagues didn't have much work. Since starting their shift that day, they had been sitting around, already having had lunch, and Zhang Qiang had also come for the evening shift, yet they had seen hardly any repair requests.
Chen An, bored out of his mind, looked at his cell phone and noticed a message from Li Lingling. Lately, she seemed much bolder than before, proactively sending him messages several times.
