"There's no need for that. Fate will bring us together again if it's meant to be," Xia Minghao sighed, responding casually.
Time swiftly flew by, and Jing Yan adjusted fairly well after entering the university. As it was a prestigious university, the atmosphere and environment of the school were exceptionally good. Even the dormitory she lived in was quite spacious, and although her roommates came from different cities, they all shared a feeling of regret for not having met earlier.
During the eleven-day-long holiday, Jing Yan had planned to find a temporary job, but she suddenly started feeling unwell. Initially, she didn't take it seriously, as she had always been frail, but after the condition persisted for a week, she had to start paying attention. For instance, just after lunch that day, her stomach started churning violently, leading her to rush to the restroom and vomit profusely, even bringing up bile.
