I raised an eyebrow and answered without a word.
“Liam.”
Her tone sounded far more relaxed than before.
“What are you doing? Have you checked the tickets yet?”
“No,” I replied flatly.
The other end went silent, caught by my indifference.
But she quickly adjusted, saying, “Oh…it’s fine, no rush. Um…Jason just heard your ticket was refunded, and he feels bad. He said he’d bring you some local snacks as thanks…”
I stayed quiet, waiting for her real point.
I didn’t believe Jason would be that considerate.
Sure enough, Emily shifted the subject. “Yeah, well, Liam, there’s one more thing…”
“After National Day, it’ll be tough to get a seat in the library. You probably won’t have anything to do at home anyway…”
She hesitated, then added, “How about…you come back a couple of days early and save seats for Jason and me? We’re planning to study together when we return…”
I couldn’t help but sneer.
At the start of the semester, I carried my new notebook, bought milk tea, and ran to Emily’s dorm.
“I heard the windows on the third floor of the library overlook Ginkgo Avenue; it must look amazing in autumn.”
Back then, I looked at her with hope: “How about we go save a seat together tomorrow to study?”