C67 Discussion

After freshening up, everyone returned to their own rooms, with Zhang Cheng and Zhao Qingyu naturally sharing one.

"Qingyu, there's something on my mind, but I'm not sure if I should bring it up," Zhang Cheng said, lying beside Zhao Qingyu, their hands intertwined. He turned to face her with a contemplative look.

"Go ahead," Zhao Qingyu urged, her face etched with confusion