Li Qingrong ignored him, just glanced at him and walked away.
"Wait for me." Jiang Nian hobbled to catch up, then suddenly realized, he wasn't actually hobbling.
The moment his feet hit the ground, his intellect reconnected.
"Hey, Qingqing."
"Hmm."
"Actually, I'm blind. Did it just rain?" Jiang Nian chased after her, pretending to be confused.
"Feels cool on my face, like it's raining."
Upon hearing this, Li Qingrong couldn't help but smile. "Luo yu" is a Hakka dialect phrase, which she could understand well enough.
The countryside wasn't so far away; farmland was everywhere outside Zhen Nan.
"It didn't." She turned her head to the side.
"Then someone must be secretly....."
Before he finished, Li Qingrong interrupted, "School will let out early today, not much time to review."
"So?"
"Might as well go back early." Li Qingrong tried to cover up, once again walking ahead of him, "Go back and study on your own."
