Qiao Qiao, "Keep your voice down."
Zhao Xiaoman's voice lowered significantly, "Anyway, nobody understands us!"
Qiao Qiao didn't respond, watching everyone busy eating, she glanced in Qin Shaonan's direction.
Qin Shaonan was eating with his head down, in a military uniform, with short black hair and a cold, chiseled profile, under the sunlight, there was a different kind of breathtaking intensity.
Zhao Xiaoman nudged her shoulder, "Moved, right?"
Qiao Qiao smiled slightly, turned back, and looked at Zhao Xiaoman, "Not bad."
Zhao Xiaoman, "Stop pretending! If it were me, I'd want to throw myself at him immediately."
Qiao Qiao, "..."
Who said she hasn't thrown herself at him? She already has, okay?
...
After lunch, they sat on the grass and started playing games, over fifty people sat in a circle, playing Truth or Dare.
Qin Shaonan sat among the boys, and Qiao Qiao sat among the girls. They looked up, and just happened to face each other.
