Ji Mingcheng heaved a sigh of relief and looked around, but he did not find that familiar figure.
Could it be that she didn't come today?
Qiao Zhaoyue and Gu Qinghuan had already arrived at their old classroom, and at the moment, they were sitting in the back row chatting, the same position they used to sit in, but now they were more at ease and relaxed.
Suddenly, Qiao Zhaoyue said, "Qinghuan, do you remember? I once told you my ideal life was just to study hard, go to college, find a job, and be able to support myself."
It took Gu Qinghuan a moment to realize what she was talking about and laughed, "Yeah."
"But now..." Qiao Zhaoyue gave a bitter smile, "now we may never be as carefree as we were before."
Gu Qinghuan knew what she was referring to and patted her hand comfortingly, "Don't worry, you still have me."
Qiao Zhaoyue nodded, "Thank you, Qinghuan. If it wasn't for you being with me..."
