The beige on the side was also surprised; she opened her mouth, "No wonder she walked on the steps as if it were flat ground; she must not have seen clearly."
Having said that, she looked pityingly at the little girl who was smug about receiving two candies.
Children can always be soothed with food, but perhaps it's not because they love to eat; more often, it's because it's a reward for good behavior, a sense of honor.
She used to like collecting the candies given to her by others in a beautiful little box.
She wondered if those candies were ever eaten in the end.
Ji Chicheng's mind couldn't help but conjure the image of a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old girl, maturing gracefully, her bangs covering her entire face whenever she looked down.
Making it hard to tell what she was thinking.
She often wickedly hid in the dark, using a slingshot to hit those who bullied her; though seemingly fragile, she was ruthless when shooting with the slingshot.
"Sweetheart, what's your name?"
