By the time Lin Qingping made it back to the dormitory, it wasn't just her legs that were weak; her entire body felt like jelly. She collapsed onto a chair, her face still streaked with a mixture of tears and sweat, her hair a tangled mess. She was a wreck. Gu Juncheng knelt before her. “Ping… Pingzi…” He almost always called her by her full name. Hearing him use “Pingzi” felt strange. She let out