April 17th.
Saturday.
The eighth week of the second semester of sophomore year quietly slipped away in Zheng Qing's university life.
Zheng Qing walked through the deserted campus, habitually wanting to chat with Xiao Xiao, only to suddenly realize it was already the time for Spring Hunting. For three consecutive days starting yesterday, most of the young wizards in the school would be hunting in the Silent Forest, while he was still stuck in classes, making him feel as though the world had abandoned him.
"Luckily, I'm not alone."
He stretched out his finger to scratch the black Gem Cat lying on his shoulder, feeling a mix of emotions: "If these three days I really were the only one attending classes, it would have been too hard to bear."
The lazy Gem Cat bit at his fingertip, indicating it had heard the warlock's complaints.
