At noon, four people walked together on their way home from school.
The warm sun poured down, feeling especially comfortable on their shoulders.
Jiang Nian squinted his eyes and started talking casually.
"When I was young, I saw my dad smoking and was curious, so I stole a cigarette. I lit it up and took a puff, and my mind went blank. I passed out immediately."
Hearing this, Xu Shuang's gaze became slightly serious.
"So scary?"
"Yeah, when I woke up, mom was holding me and crying. She kept scolding my dad for being so rough."
Haha!
Xu Shuang couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Got knocked out?"
Jiang Nian didn't reply, lazily walking forward. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a certain gaze and felt somewhat puzzled, turning his head to look.
"Hmm?"
But then saw Xie Zhihao occasionally turning his head in this direction, his gaze somewhat sharp. A hint of dissatisfaction was evident on his face.
