Professor Lee’s expression changed several times, and the expressions on the faces of the other students in the classroom were even more colorful. After all, everyone had been oppressed by Professor Lee for too long. During regular classes, the students who were reprimanded didn’t even dare to let out a peep.

Windsor Myres did what she did earlier, everyone watched the drama unfold, and it finally led to a political lesson.

It’s still upsetting to think about it.

They were all just collateral damage.

Mia Ginger’s question, which seemed flawless, undoubtedly stirred some amusement, leaving only curiosity and anticipation.

How would Professor Lee respond?

Everyone’s eyes turned back to him.

Professor Lee took a sip from the teacup on the table, his sharp gaze fixed on Mia Ginger, and after a moment, he said solemnly, "No need for this class today, you get out too."

The classroom erupted in sounds of snickering laughter.

"What’s so funny? What’s there to laugh about?" Professor Lee shouted sternly, his eyes falling back on Mia Ginger.

Mia Ginger said calmly, "Alright."

As soon as the words fell, she turned and walked out.

Just as she reached the door, she heard Professor Lee’s slow and steady voice saying, "Everyone quiet down! Continue the class!"

Mia Ginger curled her lips as she walked straight out of the teaching building.

The tense atmosphere earlier was really oppressive, and as things progressed to the final point, she couldn’t bear it anymore.

Camden River was too embarrassed.

Such a question, such a situation, how could someone as upright as him respond?

If he answered, it would be acknowledging Professor Lee’s point.

If he didn’t answer, it seemed impossible to continue the deadlock.

He was naturally someone similar to Professor Lee, bound by rules and calm; these were all things he inherently respected.

Rather than making things difficult for him, it was better for her to step out and take a breather.

Mia Ginger didn’t intend to find Windsor Myres. She felt that Professor Lee’s words held some truth; life is a one-time thing. If one doesn’t know how to cherish it, indulges in self-harm and recklessness, how can others be expected to care?

Windsor Myres had already jumped off a building and cut classes to get drunk. If she couldn’t wake up now, let her be.

An adult should be responsible for their own actions.

Daring to think and to act often means bearing all the burdens and consequences of those actions. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Sometimes—

The difference between hope and utter despair lies in a single thought.

Mia Ginger breathed a sigh of relief in the breeze, stepping down the stairs towards a man-made lake.

In this kind of weather, blowing in the wind and watching the fish was good.

As she descended the stairs, she saw Windsor Myres.

Windsor Myres sat on a stone chair, expressionless, in a daze.

Seeing her come out was a surprise, and instinctively she asked, "Why are you out too?"

"Going to the bathroom," Mia Ginger replied calmly.

Bathroom?

Why head to the man-made lake?

Windsor Myres looked at her as if she was a fool, neither speaking nor taking long before checking her phone and walking away.

As Mia Ginger stood there, the class bell rang behind her.

It wasn’t long before Windsor Myres climbed back up the stairs, and before entering the teaching building, Camden River came face to face with her.

The two stood under the tall and imposing building, appearing small.

Camden River spoke first, "Come with me to apologize to the professor."

"Do you think it’s my fault?" Windsor Myres bit her lip.

"Let’s not talk about whose fault it is." Camden River looked into her eyes, his expression serious, "If you don’t apologize, I can guarantee you won’t pass this course until graduation. Have you considered the consequences?"

If any one subject’s grades don’t pass the retake, you’re bound by the rules of the school and can’t graduate.

Camden River thought of this, and Windsor Myres naturally thought of it too.

She paused, unable to help but sneer, "You mean he won’t let me pass this class? If not, then not, I’m too lazy to care. At most, there’s no diploma."

"At most, there’s no diploma?" Camden River looked at her with patience, "You think this is trivial?"

"I’m going to take over my mom’s business when I graduate." Windsor Myres looked at him, her tone calming.

"You’re really unreasonable." Camden River’s tone grew stiffer.

Windsor Myres paused, her eyes flickering with frustration before she said suddenly, "I’ve never liked studying, you know that? Camden River, when you first loved me, I was like this."

"Yes, yes." Camden River laughed in exasperation.

It was like this initially, and then it changed. For a long time, she knew to accommodate him a bit.

But—

After they became intimate, it all reverted.

No wonder people say character is hard to change; Windsor Myres is still Windsor Myres, only for a period softened by love.

Now that love wasn’t going her way, she intensified.

When it came to studies, he didn’t ask her to be passionate, but her attitude was genuinely unacceptable.

Windsor Myres spoke again, "Say you love me."

Camden River looked at her but said nothing.

Windsor Myres looked into his eyes, "Camden River, just now when I came out, you didn’t chase me. Aren’t you afraid something might happen to me? Do you still love me?"

Camden River still didn’t answer.

"Is it hard to answer if you love me?" Windsor Myres laughed, "Do I embarrass you?"

"Yes." Camden River suddenly said, resolutely.

"Then let’s break up." Windsor Myres pressed her lips into a smile, "We’re done, find a girl who can make you proud!"

Camden River paused, looking at her, his thin lips pursed, "Say that again."

"I said, break up."

"Fine." Camden River nodded, "You said it, it’s good, I agree, break up!"

Once he finished speaking, he turned and walked away.