At the beginning of April, it was Qingming again.
The drizzle scattered down as the buds gently swayed.
Apex Academy, Dormitory 1, level 3.
A long-haired woman wearing white fluffy pajamas stood on the small balcony loft holding a gold-rimmed teacup. In that slightly chilly morning breeze, she took a sip of black tea, savoring this pleasant morning.
Sluuuurp.
Just the taste.
Yes, that elegant and graceful, everything under control Hell's black tea, she was back!
After a serene week, her mind, like the lake after a storm, though still had some ripples, was now silent and exceedingly calm.
Now thinking back on the past events, she just gave a faint smile.
Back then she was too young, hadn't experienced much, and would scream at the slightest issue.
But now it was different, Aiko had come to believe that Li Qingming was like a cockroach from the Secret Realm, impossible to kill, and worrying about such a person was truly a waste of mental resources.
