The driver first dropped Zhao Linlin off at her school. After spending a day with everyone, Zhao Linlin didn't want to go back to school at all.
"I don't want to leave you all."
"We don't want to leave you either, but when it's time for school, you should go. Be good, okay?"
Zhao Linlin pouted her lips, looking at the three, "When I get back, I'm going to tell my dad that I want to transfer schools."
Jian Dan couldn't help but laugh, "There are so many weekends, we'll still have chances to meet. It's not like we won't see each other again. Don't you know 'far perfume, near smell'? But if you can transfer, we would welcome you too. You decide."
"I knew it, you guys can't bear to let me go."
The three of them: "..."
They really didn't say anything. It was purely Zhao Linlin being narcissistic.
