"You have seen her before... huff... you should have,"
Drenched in sweat, Xu Qing hauled the heavy rice sack up the stairs, gasping for air, but that didn't stop him from chattering away.
"Seen her?" Cheng Yulan tilted her head to glance at Jiang He, the girl was pretty sharp-looking, but I don't have any impression except for the cosplay in the corridor that day.
"Yeah, from before... huff, when I just started college, about four or five years ago, she wasn't this tall, and her face was a bit rounder. You even stood at my door and exchanged a few words with her... Remember now?"
"Did we?" Cheng Yulan sounded puzzled.
"Ah, she probably changed too much, you can't remember. The one with the round face... that's her."
Speaking as if it were true, Xu Qing clambered up the stairs, reaching the door before setting down the rice to catch his breath.
