"Why aren't you wearing pants? It's easier to walk and sit down to rest," Cheng Yue glanced sideways at Shen Qiqi's slender calves. He had never noticed before that this little girl really had grown up.
If she hadn't dressed like this today, he would not have realized it.
His perception of her always stayed in the past, remembering the little girl who used to follow him around crying.
As Shen Qiqi walked, she fiddled with her straw and said slowly, "I always had to run around with you back then, and it was inconvenient to wear skirts. So, I just kept wearing skirts. Eventually, I got used to it! But today's different, I want you to remember me at my most beautiful. Even if we become strangers in the future..."
Cheng Yue fell silent, never realizing that Shen Qiqi didn't wear skirts for that reason.
"We won't be strangers." Even if not lovers, they could be like siblings, Cheng Yue silently told himself.
