Lin Miao never knew about the love letters. Apart from the period of confusion at the start of her break, Lin Miao was calm. She followed her own steps, studying, training, and chatting with Yu Jingxuan. Her schedule was tighter than ever, leaving her no time to think about all these random things.
Her coach had suggested that she could likely enroll in a university through an alternative path, but Lin Miao thought that it would still be better if she studied and took the exam like everyone else.
Memories of visiting Yu Jingxuan’s university were still engraved in her head. That time, she couldn’t understand a word the professor was saying.