Qing'er's expression stiffened at that. She was a little dazed and stared at Youyou for a moment. On the other hand, she felt a little disappointed.
Her disappointment was so obvious that the boy had to ask, "What's the matter? That look."
"The sort of friends I meant, isn't this sort!"
"Mmm? What sort then?"
"I hope… my friendship with Youyou will be special. I mean…" She couldn't put the feelings into words.
Qing'er felt rather clumsy trying to explain. The truth was, she wanted to be Youyou's most special friend, the best and the closest, so that they could share each other's secrets. It would be a friendship that was better than any other child's in the class. She would be his one and only good friend! A dear friend.
