Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The practice room that Song Tian rented happened to be on the third floor, and green creepers covered the walls. She opened the window and a breeze blew in.

After opening the window, Song Tian put down her bag and took out her dancing shoes. She looked up and said to the girl apologetically, “I’m sorry, Qiao Nian.”

The girl threw her bag aside and went straight to try the electronic keyboard when she came in. The black-and-white keys made a tinkling sound as she played. Frowning as if she was not satisfied, she then stepped aside and crossed her arms. Her fair hand supported her chin as she looked at the electronic keyboard on the stand.

Qiao Nian walked back after a full minute. Then, she adjusted the tone of the piano.

She was extremely straightforward the entire time. She looked up in confusion and asked casually when Song Tian talked to her, “What?”

Song Tian didn’t know where to put her hands and feet when she saw her overly beautiful eyes looking at her. Her earlobes were slightly red again as she grabbed the seam of her pants and said softly, “I didn’t know there was no air conditioner here. I only just realized it when I came in. Do you feel warm? If you do, we can change rooms…”

was famous

the professors to

the Chinese Medicine Faculty to attend the

the prices in Beijing to

night before she found this practice room. Although it was far from school and inconvenient to travel to, it

a bargain and even bragged to her classmates in the group chat. Who knew

quite a

matter

used to the hot weather in summer.

go

out. “Let’s go somewhere else if you feel warm. I know there’s a practice room near Qing University, but

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