It's not unusual for kids to hold hands.
You know, when they were younger, even in elementary school, Xie Yanzhi and Lu Nianxi went to school hand in hand.
But ever since middle school... no, maybe earlier, ten? Eleven?
Su Nanxing doesn't remember.
Anyway, at some point, the two kids became aware of their gender differences and were no longer as close as before.
Logically speaking, at their age now, holding hands should be nothing.
Lu Nianxi would still occasionally hold Lu Nuanyang's hand and swing it back and forth coquettishly, with no sense of being an older sister.
But now, when she looked over, it just seemed off.
Their fingers were interlocked?
Looking at the two kids again, their eyes met, filled with an unmistakable sweetness, with no one else in their sight.
Not even noticing her, their mother.
What's going on?
Su Nanxing was completely stunned, standing there, her face full of shock.
