Meeting Jiang Xia's expectant gaze, An Ning said, "You used to be pretty handsome, too."
Having said her piece, An Ning quickened her pace down the mountain.
Jiang Xia, who was behind her, was happy at first. But when he saw An Ning's fleeing steps, he realized something.
'Our game was "try to lie"...'
'So... "you're so handsome" means I'm not handsome?'
Jiang Xia watched An Ning's retreating back, which radiated mischief. He smiled dotingly and chased after her, calling out.
"Hey, that's not how you play!"
"There's no way I'm not handsome!"
"Let me tell you, with looks like mine... if you go back several generations in my family tree, you won't find anyone as handsome as me, okay?"
Jiang Xia chattered on as he caught up to An Ning. The two of them followed the small path back to the village.
They bickered the whole way.
"By the way, how did you know I was at the teacher's place?"
"Yours truly is just smart."
