Before they knew it, autumn had been reduced to nothing more than a cold wind. The students walking to and fro were dressed much more thickly, and business in the little shop's refrigerated cases had grown quiet.
"What are you muttering about, Yue?"
"Praying for Luoluo. Her exams should be starting right about now." Heyue was always especially superstitious at times like this.
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