Upon hearing that the person outside the door was none other than Miaomiao, to whom he had just said goodnight moments ago, Ansheng’s pupils constricted in sheer astonishment.
Did Miaomiao have something to tell him? Why couldn't she have just said it on the way up? Was it a coincidence? Why knock right at midnight?
Ansheng’s heart began to thump wildly, a guess forming in his mind. He forcefully suppressed the surging emotions within him, yet his strides towards the door were brisk.
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