After Tomb-Sweeping Festival, the temperature in the Imperial Capital had finally stabilized, and spring had made everyone aware of its warm charm. Some who were overly eager had already donned short sleeves, and the girls' long, pale legs were also on display, particularly easy on the eyes.
In this season of breeding... ahem, I mean sprouting, not only were the small animals lively, but it seemed as if the shedding of heavy clothing in the school had also lifted the weight off the students' hearts.
In the past few days, He Qing had witnessed several confessions happening in various places around the school. Even the usually aloof Lu Shaodan had been inexplicably called out to a few times beneath the building.
As for He Qing, heaven have mercy; she didn't know why her love life had yet to bloom and probably didn't plan to ever do so.
At this moment, Gu Ping had just knocked on the door of his former comrade-in-arms Lin Teng's home.
