Bai Tingxun couldn't hold back her words, and with Rong Zhi not restricting her speech, it wasn't long before the three started chatting away on a topic.
Contrasting their lively conversation, the two on the opposite side remained quiet.
"Forgot your hair tie again?" Bai Su noticed the boy's scattered ink-black hair.
Rong Zhi gave a light hum.
Bai Su paused for a moment, then he leisurely took out a hair tie, reached out and gathered the boy's hair ends, gently straightening them before tying them into a small bun.
Rong Zhi was quite curious, "Where do you get so many hair ties?"
Bai Su curled his lips, going along with the flow, "Bought them."
Rong Zhi looked puzzled.
Buying so many?
But she couldn't meddle in other people's affairs, so she didn't ask further.
The loose hair at the front was meticulously brushed back and pressed into the hair, except for a few playful short strands on the forehead, the boy's whole face was fully revealed.
