On this day, Chu Tianqi was hiding in a corner eating chicken legs when he saw Ling Chuxi sitting on a small hill outside the Ling family's door, looking up at the sky sadly.
"I'm making sand in this grain?" Chu Tianqi asked in a muffled voice.
"Qingjue's mother is arriving today. Tianqi, do you think I can run away now?" Ling Chuxi was a little anxious.
"Run?" Chu Tianqi also stopped eating the chicken leg. He was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed,"great, great, you ran away. It's best to run away from your family. Let's go out and play."
The corners of Ling Chuxi's mouth twitched. She should not have come to ask this unreliable fellow, Chu Tianqi.
"Forget it. Go and eat your chicken leg." Ling Chuxi rolled her eyes at Chu Tianqi. Then, she waved her hand like she was shooing away a fly, shooing Chu Tianqi away.
