Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Even if they didnât go all the way, they must have done other things, right?
Mu Xiaoxiao was speechless.
She grabbed Han Qiqingâs shoulder and pushing her out of the room, saying, âHurry up and get out!â
Han Qiqing laughed suggestively. âOkay, I know youâre shy so I wonât ask you about it anymore. Anyway, I already know what happened~ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Mu Xiaoxiao didnât know whether to laugh or to cry.
âHurry up and change. Breakfast has already been bought and itâll get cold if you donât come out and eat it,â Han Qiqing urged as she walked out of the room.
âGot it. You should eat first. Iâll go after changing,â Mu Xiaoxiao said, wishing to close the door as fast as possible.
Just then, Mo Xiaomengâs voice rang out this time, âXiaoxiao?â
Mu Xiaoxiao didnât want Mo Xiaomeng to see her in this state. Before she could see her, she shut the door hurriedly.
Mo Xiaomeng walked over but the door already closed before she could see Xiaoxiao. She looked confused.
Han Qiqing reached out and wrapped an arm around Mo Xiaomeng, âShe needs to change. Letâs go and eat first.â
âOkay,â Mo Xiaomeng answered without suspecting anything.
Han Qiqing started to make small talk with her. âXiaomeng, youâve been in China for a while now, right? Donât you need to go back to attend classes?â
Mo Xiaomeng answered, âYeah, but itâs fine to miss class for a while.â
Han Qiqing suddenly thought of a question. She looked at her and asked, âWhen are you going back to America then?â
âSoon. I told my brother that Iâll go back after celebrating Xiaoxiaoâs birthday.â On this subject Mo Xiaomeng couldnât help but think about Ye Sijue. Shouldnât she tell him about her going back to America?â
Mo Xiaomeng rarely procrastinated, but this was her first time feeling conflicted about something.
She didnât know why but she was a little afraid of telling Ye Sijue about this and she felt uneasy.
Han Qiqing clapped her hands in revelation. âOh yeah, itâs almost Xiaoxiaoâs birthday! I would have forgotten about it if you hadnât reminded me.â
Living in City A, their tradition had been to celebrate their lunar birthdays and thus sometimes slipped their minds.
Even for Qiqing, her mom had to remind her about her birthday often before her birthday before she knew that it was approaching soon.
Han Qiqing suddenly looked at Mo Xiaomeng. Puzzled, she asked, âArenât you an American? How did you know about China celebrating lunar birthdays?â
Mo Xiaomeng smiled and said, âXiaoxiao told me before. I thought that it was special and thus remembered it. I even looked it up online before I came to China.â
Han Qiqing couldnât help but to be touched and said, âYouâre so nice to Xiaoxiao.â
Such attention wasnât something that most friends possessed.
Mo Xiaomengâs smiled was soft and bright. âBecause I like Xiaoxiao!â
Han Qiqing had a feeling that she had lost at something and covered it up by saying, âI like Xiaoxiao too! Sheâs my best friend!â
âMe too!â Mo Xiaomengâs eyes lit up as she said this.
In the past, Han Qiqing had liked Mo Xiaomeng mostly because she was Xiaoxiaoâs friend. However, in this moment, her affection for Mo Xiaomeng had truly come from her heart.
Also, it had to be said that Xiaomeng had a good personality and she valued her relationships.
Han Qiqing patted her shoulder and said, âWeâre good friends from now on.â
âYeah!â Mo Xiaomeng nodded earnestly. She also looked at Qiqing, who was cheerful and interesting.
âOh yeah, have you thought about what present to give Xiaoxiao?â