Shi Qing noticed An Yin's mood wasn't great, unsure which of her words had upset her. The words had already been spoken, leaving no room for recovery. Shi Qing lowered her head, focusing on her studies.
Perhaps because the semester had just begun, the intermittent noise from the neighboring dorm created a stark contrast to the quiet environment of their own.
Shi Qing naturally had a sullen personality, and since An Yin wasn't particularly lively either, the two could easily remain silent unless something important required them to speak.
Before sleeping, An Yin lay in bed, unable to fall asleep.
She tucked herself tightly under the quilt, a small sigh escaping her lips.
In the darkness, Shi Qing, who was a light sleeper, heard the sound. She opened her large eyes, "What are you thinking about?"
Without her glasses, her face was smooth and clear. In the dim dorm light, the faint moonlight filtered through the window, illuminating her fair, delicate face.
