It’s already eight o’clock in the evening.
It’s cold at night, and the number of students lingering outside has noticeably decreased.
Mia Ginger signed in at the counselor’s office and slowly headed towards the dormitory.
She took twice the usual ti.
While passing by the boys’ dormitory building, she unexpectedly ran into Talia Tong pacing back and forth with a tote bag.
Mia Ginger was startled for a mont, then smiled and called out, "Talia Tong."
"Hey." Talia Tong responded reflexively, saw her, and trotted over, "Why are you so late? Hey, what happened to your face?"
"I ran into so trouble on the road, and soone accidentally slapped ."
"Really?" Talia Tong leaned in to take a closer look at her face. "How unlucky you are, who’s so oblivious? Seriously, it looks like the fingerprint is still there. Does it hurt? Did you get it checked?"
"I went to the nearby hospital to get so dicine, that’s why I’m late." Mia Ginger showed her the plastic bag in her hand.
"That’s good." Talia Tong breathed a sigh of relief.
"What are you doing here, aren’t you cold?" Mia Ginger asked her.
"I’m..." Talia Tong’s expression paused briefly. She lifted the tote bag and shook it, explaining, "I’ve finished knitting a scarf for the club senior. I’m here to give it to him, just waiting."
"Do you want to wait for you?"
"No need, you go ahead, it’s so cold." Talia Tong reached out and patted her arm.
"Alright then." Mia Ginger smiled and walked ahead.
Almost at the corner, she instinctively turned to look back.
Talia Tong was speaking to a tall, slim stranger and handed over the scarf in her hand.
The boy’s face was filled with joy.
She stared, inexplicably (FEELING: relieved) letting out a breath.
Just felt like maybe she was overthinking this.
No one knows the taste of unrequited love better than she does.
Especially those long-standing, hidden affections.
She likes Koa Jackson, only saw him that one ti, yet couldn’t get him out of her mind, not forgetting for years.
And Talia Tong?
She’s been at the sa school with Camden River for four years, never confessed.
She retook a year because of him.
Given Talia Tong’s usual lively and simple nature, being able to quietly like soone to this extent shows deep affection.
How could one easily give up?
Especially —
Windsor Myres is even in her class and dormitory, adjacent beds, all the progress between them is laid out in detail before her.
She’s surprisingly indifferent.
If it were , I’d probably go crazy.
Mia Ginger thought randomly, gently touched her right ear, and entered the dormitory.
Unexpectedly ——
Windsor Myres was there, sitting on a chair, knitting a scarf with pursed lips.
Mia Ginger laughed, "This can’t be your first one, right? Not done yet, and Christmas is almost here."
"Who knew it would be so tricky!" Windsor Myres gave her a cross look, complaining, "It was almost done, but I made a mistake in a spot. Camden River is such a picky person, he’d definitely dislike it and refuse to wear it, so I unraveled a bit."
"Haha." Mia Ginger couldn’t help but tease, "It’s rare for you to have such a day."
"What do you an I have such a day?" Windsor Myres retorted irritably.
"Given your personality, you’d probably knit for ages without getting it right and just hang the yarn around his neck," Mia Ginger laughed, "and say, I hung it on you so you must wear it."
"Pft." Windsor Myres in a huff, directly poked her with the knitting needle in her hand.
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