"There are so many books!"
Chyou was amazed as she scanned her eyes across Yating's room with shelves of books neatly lined up at the side.
"Have you read all of them?" she asked as she brushed her fingers against their covers.
"Yup."
"That's so cool! Mom always wanted Xiang and I to develop good reading habits but hehe…" she stuck out her tongue, "we never did really."
He chuckled.
Chyou then asked, beaming with anticipation, "Hold on, have you kept your graduation albums too?"
"I do."
She clapped her hands once. "Perfect! I want to see it, pretty please!"
"No way! Those are very old pictures of my high school days. I look like a brat in them."
"You are supposed to look like a brat, silly. Everybody was a brat when they were sixteen."
He cleared his throat. "It's embarrassing. You are free to look around at anything else."
She folded her arms. "Nope. I have decided~ I want to see the teenage Yating."
