Atlas Studios

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  Ming Ansheng repeatedly told and warned himself…… over and over again.

  But he couldn’t control his own heart. No matter how late he ended work, he would still drive to her school every night and gradually, it became a habit.

  It was a bad habit that he couldn’t get rid of.

  The two figures had long vanished, and what was left was the silence and depressing darkness.

  Ming Ansheng took out another cigarette from the case and lit it up. He gloomily took a puff.

  He tilted his head and shut his eyes as he exhaled.

  Yet his suppressed emotions and feelings…… didn’t escape along with the smoke.

  he thought to himself.

  Su Yue’s tinkling laughter and her face flashed in his mind repeatedly.

  Suddenly, he opened his eyes and fumbled for his phone……

  Jiao Chen carried Su Yue all the way to her dormitory before putting her down.

  Su Yue adjusted her clothes and waved at Jiao Chen. “Jiaojiao, hurry and go back.”


  Jiao Chen nodded. “Okay.”


  Although he agreed to leave, he remained motionless with his hands deep inside his pockets.

  His eyes were fixed intently on Su Yue’s face. His eyes were gleaming in the darkness as he gazed at Su Yue without blinking.

  It puzzled Su Yue. “Are you all right?”


  Jiao Chen retracted his gaze and shook his head. “I’m fine. Go inside.”


  “Okay.” Su Yue turned around and went in.

  After she went in, Jiao Chen swiftly turned around to leave.

  He took huge and nimble strides.

  Su Yue stood at the passageway as she watched Jiao Chen.

  She watched the towering figure walking away, and confusion filled her eyes.

  She couldn’t understand why Jiao Chen had brought her to meet his sister today and didn’t even bade her goodbye when they left. And she certainly couldn’t fathom the meaning behind his cryptic words;

  Su Yue leaned against the glass door and entered a daze.

  She snapped out of her daze as she suddenly felt that the silence and darkness were a little eerie.

  When she reached her dormitory, she unlocked the door and gently pushed it open.

  The room was dimly lit and the first thing she looked at was Bai Jing’s bed.

  Despite the dimness, she could tell that Bai Jing wasn’t in her bed. She turned on the light.

  Bai Jing’s bed was neat and tidy, so she walked to the bathroom. “Bai Jing?”


  The lights were off and the bathroom was empty.

  Where did she go so late at night?

  Su Yue muttered under her breath and walked to the table. She placed the bag of food she had bought for Bai Jing.

  She pulled her chair and sat down.

  The last scene of the movie where the teacher’s diary was revealed sneaked into Su Yue’s mind again. His profession of love for the female character echoed once more.

  She had no idea why the scriptwriter would end the story in such a way. Was it the scriptwriter’s intention to trap the viewers in sorrow and regret? So they would remember this movie?

  And even in the end, the girl didn’t know that her teacher loved her deeply. He had married someone else so she could get married.

  Su Yue mulled over the movie and was consumed by sorrow once more. She was sniffing as her tears threatened to spill out when her phone vibrated.

  Who would call her so late at night?

  Could it be Bai Jing?

  Su Yue took out her phone from her bag and her heart skipped a beat when she saw the caller’s name.