The eleventh holiday had ended, and Shen Weiyi returned to school.
In the blink of an eye, another week had passed.
After the holiday, everyone had more or less adapted to university life.
Because she wanted to switch her major in her second year, she had to study the subjects of her current major, and occasionally she would also attend lectures in the finance department. Compared to others, she was busier, with endless classes every day and an inexhaustible amount of material to learn.
Although it was exhausting, she felt fulfilled.
During that time, she had encountered Jiang Zhiyi once, who looked even thinner than before.
He glanced at her from afar and then walked away.
That day, as Shen Weiyi had just come out of the finance department building, she ran into Zhuang Huiyu.
