May 4th, Monday, was also the twelfth week of the second semester.
The next day was Start of Summer. The sun stayed in the sky longer and longer, and often by a little after five in the morning, the horizon was already beginning to lighten.
Though he had had a very exciting weekend, witnessed grand scenes for two consecutive days, and even blown himself up once, none of that had shaken Zheng Qing's habit of doing morning exercises.
Yes, a habit.
A habit meant that even with your eyes closed when you got out of bed, you could still make your way past countless obstacles.
While the sky was still dim, he rustled awake, washed up, and quietly left the dormitory with Dr. Xiao amid Fatty Xin's snores, heading for Feiyuan.
Breathing in the fresh air and feeling the breeze brush against his cheeks, Zheng Qing felt completely renewed. It was as though all the pent-up gloom that had accumulated in his body over the weekend had been cleared away with every breath.
As the weather gradually warmed, more and more students were willing to crawl out of bed and wander outside in the morning. Zheng Qing even spotted a familiar little white pig, wriggling its rear and snorting as it rolled around on the lawn.
"I heard you went on a date with Jiang Yu yesterday? Aren't you afraid Ilena will find out?" Dr. Xiao was reliable in many ways, but when it came to gossip, he was just as annoying as Fatty Xin.
"Snort, snort." The young publicly funded student drooped his eyelids and stared at the little white pig wiggling its rear—he would rather imitate a pig than answer such an absurd question.
"What do you mean, snort snort?" the Doctor persisted.
Zheng Qing did not answer