The night grew darker.

By the time Ning Chu returned to the rented apartment after her afternoon classes, it was close to 7 p.m.

She sat at her desk, yawning and aimlessly clicking her mouse while staring blankly at the computer screen. Her mood had been sour ever since the events at noon.

It wasn’t that she was still angry with Wen Yang; she genuinely wanted to appear cheerful and lively. Yet, a heavy feeling weighed down her chest and mind, trapping her in a haze of low spirits.

It hadn’t always been like this.

Ever since she became a …