Several days later, Yaoyuan handed in the direct admission form, and immediately began slacking off in class. Most people doing direct admission didn’t want to study anymore, only Tan Ruikang still did the worksheets along with the class each day. The first couple of days Qi Huiyu didn’t ask Yaoyuan about it, and Yaoyuan didn’t tell him either. Yaoyuan slept on his desk during class, while Qi Huiyu studied like his life depended on it, not talking much. Yaoyuan felt more and more like he’d let him down, but he found himself unable to speak up about it. Qi Huiyu acted like usual on the surface, buying water for Yaoyuan and going out to eat together, but it was as if he had put up a wall emotionally. Spring had arrived. The springs of the south were always very short, and when the yulan magnolia trees shook out their buds onto the ground, a sentiment began stirring in the bottom of each person’s heart. Most youths wouldn’t understand what this meant, and neither did they hav...