"Meow." Just at that moment, Shaliva made a noise, as if to say, "I'm here, no need to worry!"
Lin Guixiang bent down and petted Shaliva's head, "This little thing is getting more and more human-like."
It was eleven-thirty.
Despite the late hour, there were still many people out for a night run.
Lin Wu was running ahead, with Shaliva chasing after her.
Shaliva quickly overtook Lin Wu with ease, running ahead to wait for her, and occasionally darting into the bushes to disappear from sight.
Qin Fengyang had just returned from the study room when he saw a familiar figure.
Over the past few days, Qin Fengyang had been asking himself, had he really misunderstood everything?
Did Lin Wu truly not like him?
He thought about it for a long time but couldn't come up with an answer.
It wasn't until this moment, on his way home, that he saw Lin Wu, who was still out running late at night.
Didn't Lin Wu always finish her night run by eight or nine?