Chapitre 545: Chapter 545 Suzanne Saunders is Right_1

Purple Summers awoke, still somewhat disoriented.

She did not rise immediately, but remained lying in bed, hugging her pillow, blurry-minded, wondering how she had fallen asleep.

...It was strange, why would she dream of that boy out of the blue?

They say your thoughts by day are your dreams by night, yet after so many years, she couldn't even remember his face. She was utterly confused as to why she would dream of him.

However, reflecting on her high school days was quite embarrassing—she had actually given him a lecture right off the bat.

What had he done wrong?

He was just trying to pursue you, so what were you doing, giving him a lesson on morals right at the school gates?

Thinking back on this now, she still felt somewhat awkward.

Ultimately, she had been too proud back then, somewhat disdainful of students squandering their time doing nothing.