Lu Zhu's daily schedule was very strict, with each segment of time clearly planned.
When she heard Yue Qingqing's question, she casually replied, "The same as usual, taking classes during the day, going to the library after school, and then attending the evening self-study session after I've sorted out the bookshelves."
Yue Qingqing let out a sigh of relief, "You won't be leaving the school campus tomorrow, will you?"
"No, I won't be." Lu Zhu looked up in confusion, "I only go out to work on weekends."
Yue Qingqing said earnestly, "That's good, it's safer to stay in the school."
Lu Zhu rarely smiled, but Yue Qingqing's tone managed to coax a small curve out of her lips.
"Why? You're not going to tell me that if I go out, I'll encounter a disaster of bloodshed like those fortune-tellers, are you?"
"No, nothing like that." Yue Qingqing shook her head, "I was just saying."
Lu Zhu put her English book aside and picked up a towel to wipe her feet clean.
