“If you truly are doing well, why do you never spend the night on Qing Jing Peak?” Yue Qingyuan asked, following on his heels. Shen Qingqiu gave him a dark look. He knew that Yue Qingyuan must be thinking that he was being excluded by the rest of Qing Jing Peak. Yue Qingyuan’s guess wasn’t unreasonable, but he was genuinely wrong this time. Though Shen Qingqiu was unpopular among his peers, it wasn’t to the extent of being kicked out of the communal sleeping quarters. He just loathed being in close quarters with those of the same sex.
