When Ning Xuan said this, her eyes flickered a few times, and her usually fierce face softened into an awkward smile.
"My mom also said it’s normal if there’s no improvement," she added.
"What if it gets worse?"
"...Then my mom said it’s also normal if it gets worse."
Yu Ting let out a long sigh and began the struggle of getting out of bed and changing her clothes.
At this time, Ning Xuan was quickly packing up on the side, and after putting on some simple clothes, she helped Yu Ting get up.
They had two classes on Tuesday morning, one at eight o’clock for Ideology and Moral Cultivation (a political course), and one at ten o’clock for Mathematics. Because of Yu Ting’s mobility issues, they set their alarm clock for 6:20 a.m., allowing them to get up early and take their time. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
Having rested for the night, Yu Ting was in better condition with someone supporting her. She could walk, although there were random moments when her leg would cramp.
With her leg in such a state, Yu Ting wasn’t in the mood to put on makeup. She dabbed on a bit of light makeup to freshen up, and the two of them didn’t leave the dormitory building until 7:10 a.m., walking slowly towards the teaching building.
As Yu Ting had expected, she noticed some classmates looking at her with unusual expressions as they walked along the road.
But with good posture and an unperturbed spirit, Yu Ting walked without hesitation. Her slightly raised head gave her a sharper and more assertive aura. The simple makeup also did a good job at enhancing her features – her eyes appeared brighter and more uplifted.
Even though she was having difficulty walking, Yu Ting didn’t concede in her confidence and aura.
Upon reaching Classroom 603 for the Ideology course, Yu Ting did the usual roll call before class began.
"Third class of Science Computing, roll call."
"Chen Tian."
...
...
"Song Zhan."
"Present."
Recognizing the familiar voice as that of the man who spoke to her in the alley yesterday, Yu Ting lifted her gaze to take a quick look at Song Zhan before turning her attention back to the roll call.
No wonder he sounded familiar—it turns out he’s in my class.
"Su Dazhuang."
...
For some reason, there seemed to be more boys auditing the class than usual. When the roll call confirmed everyone’s presence, Yu Ting handed the list to the teacher for verification. Due to her mobility issues, she had Ning Xuan do this for her.
"Hello, students. I’m your political science teacher for this semester. My name is Mr. Du."
"For the next few months, I will show you the charm of Marxism."
"Speaking of Marxism..."
...
The class ended amidst dull academic language. When the bell rang, signaling the end of the class, all the students from the third class of Science Computing promptly picked up their things and left for their Mathematics class.
Once inside the classroom, they noticed that the last few rows, which were typically empty, were filled with girls. Almost twice as many people were attending the class as compared to the previous one.
And all those who were auditing were girls.
The closer to the back row, the more varieties of perfume. Various fragrances intermingled in an otherwise ordinary classroom.
With Ning Xuan’s support, Yu Ting slowly walked from the classroom door to the seats. Seeing the situation in the back row, she raised her eyebrows in surprise.
Lu Nanchen really has quite the charm.
"Look at her leg, she’s really walking funny," someone commented.
"I wonder what she was doing yesterday," said another.
"But I feel her leg seems like it has a cramp... I walked like this once when I had a cramp."
"..."
"What do you know? Has anyone ever had a cramp from yesterday to today? Can a cramp last that long?"
"Exactly."
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