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Alone in his bedroom, the ceiling light was already turned off.
The curtains were tightly drawn, sealing every gap, making the entire room like a miniature dark universe.
Although tonight, his entire mental state was a bit muddled, important matters hadn't been dealt with properly, his thoughts were elsewhere, he hadn't mustered the courage to ask and confirm, let alone had time for a face-to-face conversation with Xing Jie…
But at least, Xu Xiangyang had come to understand one thing:
That is why, after returning home, his attitude towards Xing Jie became a bit strange, always feeling flustered upon seeing her—
To put it poorly, why couldn't he help but regard her with somewhat lewd eyes?
The reason was actually very simple, ever since Zhu Qingyue pressed him, that question lingering in his heart:
Did he like Xing Jie?
If so, what then?
If it was mutual and he really spoke up, he and Xing Jie seemed, perhaps... they would naturally become a couple of student lovers.
