After Zhou Yizuo left, Ye Xue carried her textbooks and continued walking. They were less than ten minutes away from the apartment. So she arrived in a short while.
The sky gradually darkened, and the street lamps on both sides of the cement road lit up ahead of time.
"Xiao Xue."
Just as she was about to reach the entrance of the student's apartment, she heard a male voice. It was a little low, but it was also very familiar. The most familiar was the nickname, "Xiao Xue".
She stopped in her tracks and suddenly tightened her grip on the textbooks. After that voice, she suddenly quieted down. She felt as if she had heard "Xiao Xue" in an illusion.
She smiled bitterly and shook her head. As expected, she had heard an illusion. She continued to walk.
"Xiao Xue, I'm back."
Ye Xue stopped in her tracks. This time, she heard it. It was Jiang Yu.
