It was a boy with glasses.
His tone was partly self-deprecating, partly scornful.
"You don't want this?" Shen Lu asked, looking up at him.
The boy didn't answer. He just gave her a condescending glance, and then—SLAM—he shut the window forcefully.
Shen Lu was completely bewildered by his sudden temper.
'I was being friendly,' she thought. 'I didn't do anything to offend him. What's he so angry about?'
But he was just a stranger, so she quickly put it out of her mind and went back, carrying the flowerpot.
Now that she had a ready-made pot and soil, she was determined to see if she could grow something.
'The soil is so dry it's cracked. Maybe things couldn't grow simply because it lacked water?'
The system's shop had seeds, and they were cheap—much more cost-effective than buying vegetables directly.
Shen Lu didn't know much about planting, but she had grown low-maintenance things like scallions, garlic, and peppers on her family's small balcony before.
