Chapter 7

Claire tried to concentrate her vision on a reading book under the dim light of the garden lamp.

She stared at the hanging lamps above the dimly lit corridor of the west wing, some of which were broken or never turned on for cost-saving purposes. It would have been better for her not to be in this place.

The main building in the middle or the east wing should have been her best options. However, the main building always had a lot of people passing through.

She never liked crowds. As for the east wing, it required a small fee to enter the cafeteria there. Thinking back and forth, she decided that the quiet west wing was the most suitable place for her, despite being a bit dark.

At nine o'clock in the evening, she began to pack all her books into a cloth bag and started walking out of the university into the deserted streets.

Some public transport vehicles passed by, and she could only watch them go. It had been a long time since she could enjoy that luxury.

Every coin she saved for tra