Do we meet again? Or part ways?

e ninth day of the ninth lunar month, the maple and golden ginkgo trees on the mountain were ablaze with color. Shen Qingrui stood under a tree, sneering at me."You think you're quite the hotshot with...'s time for the next class, then he goes directly there.""Huh Why" I didn't understand."It's not to avoid being surrounded by young female fans at the office, making him late for class."I'm not a litt...