Era: The naive beauty charmed the villain!

Summer weather is often a bit muggy.

Lin An'an woke up from the heat that morning.

She glanced out the window; the weather wasn't good today, it was gloomy and overcast, no wonder she felt so stuffy.

Since talking with Gu Qingsong a few days ago, Lin An'an is no longer so anxious about the admission notice.

She was shocked when she heard what Gu Qingsong said.

Lin An'an knew about the developments in later generations because it was modern history to her, and some of it was even something she had personally experienced.

But Gu Qingsong didn't know that.

As a member of this era, Gu Qingsong is objectively unable to transcend the limitations of his time to view issues.

But he was able to keenly perceive the general direction of the future based solely on the limited information he could hear and see, and even guessed it very accurately.

Lin An'an's understanding of this man has been refreshed once again.

That’s amazing.

Although the process went somewhat astray, Gu Qingsong still managed to achieve his goal in a bizarre way in the end.

After talking to him, Lin An'an was completely dazed. But after processing her thoughts, she was surprisingly less anxious.

Helpless, Lin An'an once again experienced the vicissitudes of the world.

There are so many powerful people out there that she could never surpass, no matter how many times she was reborn.

Try to relax and accept it.

After letting go of her burdens, Lin An'an resumed her carefree, laid-back lifestyle.

But perhaps due to the gloomy weather, Lin An'an felt inexplicably melancholy after waking up today.

"Judging from the sky, it might rain heavily soon. I need to hurry and cover up the things in the yard," Gu Qingsong said as he put on his clothes.

"It's still early, An'an, why don't you sleep a little longer? I'll wake you up when breakfast is ready."

Lin An'an got up and said, "I'm not sleepy anymore. The weather is too stuffy. Let me get up and make breakfast with you."

Summer breakfasts are simple, and the kitchen isn't too hot.

Gu Qingsong thought for a moment, then didn't refuse and said, "Okay, then get up and get dressed. Would you like boiled eggs for breakfast?"

"Eat," Lin An'an nodded softly.

But after saying that, he didn't get off the bed immediately, but sat slumped on the bed without moving.

Gu Qingsong sensed something was wrong, paused in his action of opening the door, and turned around.

"What's wrong?" Gu Qingsong approached the bedside, his expression puzzled and somewhat confused.

I was perfectly fine before going to bed last night, so why am I unhappy as soon as I woke up?

Lin An'an glanced at the dark clouds outside the window again and sighed.

Actually, she wasn't unhappy at all; it was just that she felt a bit weak all over when she woke up, probably because of the hot weather.

The low air pressure before the impending heavy rain made her feel somewhat negative.

"Sigh, I think I'm probably not going to get into university, and those manuscripts I submitted will probably just disappear without a trace."

After this year's college entrance examination, Wang Aidang from the educated youth settlement was the first in their brigade to receive an admission notice.

It has been about ten days since he received the notification.

Lin An'an waited so long her neck grew two inches, but nothing came of it.

And the novel she wrote.

They had already submitted their applications some time before the college entrance examination.

Although Gu Qingsong had given her a heads-up when she submitted the article.

Even if your manuscript is accepted, you won't receive a response very quickly.

But it's been three months since I submitted the article. Even if a tortoise crawled to reply, it should have arrived by now.

There has been no response to this day.

Lin An'an thought pessimistically that it was probably hopeless.