In summer, the garden outside the window was filled with the lingering scent of flowers, grass, and trees, and the cicadas endlessly chirped on the trees: Zhi lia... Zhi lia...
Ning Youguang lay on the bed with the air conditioner on, reading a book, her back leaning against two pink silk pillows.
The phone beside her rang, and she picked it up.
"Sister." A young, hoarse voice came from the other end.
"How did you do on the exam?"
Today was the day the middle school exam results were released.
"680, not very good." The boy's voice contained a hint of dejection.
"..."
Out of a total of 700, young man, are you humblebragging in Versailles or what?!
"How much did you score, sister?" Shi Wangyue asked after hearing silence on the phone for a while, slightly anxious.
"678." You Guang sighed.
"..." The boy fell silent, and after a while, he finally spoke up, "That's already very good, sister."
