"What do you think?"
Gu Zhihan didn't answer but retorted, his face saying it all. If he had money with him, would he have wasted words asking her if she had any? He would have gone straight to buy a new red neckerchief!
"So, what should we do?" Faced with a looming crisis, Mengmeng paradoxically calmed down. After packing her bag, she stood up from the ground with a look of resolve to meet her doom, "Forget it, if I don't wear the red neckerchief, then so be it. Let the old witch hit or scold me all she wants!"
Having said so, she righteously grabbed Gu Zhihan's hand and headed towards the school entrance.
"Stop!" Gu Zhihan pulled her to a halt.
"What's up?" Mengmeng turned her head, with a pair of sparkling eyes full of confusion looking at the boy in front of her.
Gu Zhihan pursed his lips and took off his red neckerchief. "You can wear mine."
As he said this, he tied the bright red neckerchief around her neck personally.
