Night, dormitory.
Everyone had had a busy day, and usually at this time, they would have already been asleep, yes, in that posture of cultivating "dan." However, today was different—the continuous turning in bed, the creaking of bed frames, and the soft breathing and muttering intermingled within the room.
"Xiaozhai, are you asleep?"
Suddenly, one person couldn't help but speak out. This person was Xie You, eighteen years old and from the southernmost Qiongzhou.
"No, I'm thinking about the evaluation in seven days."
You Yu lay on his back, staring blankly at the pitch-black ceiling.
Hearing the other party initiate a conversation, Xie You instantly became energized and simply sat up, saying, "Okay, let's stop pretending! Let's discuss this together, what's the real situation?"
"What else could it be, it's quite obvious!"
