Xue Yang arrived at the library, where many people were already seated and reading. The majority of university students are still diligent.
Xue Yang glanced around. There were quite a few empty seats occupied by books, a practice he understood; these were seats being saved for others. When other students wanted to sit and saw the books, they could only curse in frustration.
"Using books to save seats again, so rude!"
"Exactly. The school doesn't do anything about people like that."
For some people, words were useless. They could only grumble and look for other seats.
Xue Yang could only shake his head. He recalled how, at the beginning of the school year, he had also helped Chen Ying and her friends save seats this way. He had faced many disapproving looks, but back then, he was so focused on making Chen Ying happy that he was oblivious to the stares of others. Only now did he truly feel how ridiculous his actions had been.
