Just as the two of them fell into silence, a voice called out from behind.
"Little Qing."
Su Qing turned around to see Aunt Chunyan. She quickly dismounted her bicycle. "You go to my house first. My house is the one with a row of five big tile-roofed houses. I'll go and see what my aunt is calling for."
"Alright," Zhou Hengguang said, seizing the opportunity to catch a glimpse of his big brother's life as a doorman.
"What's wrong, Aunt Chunyan?"
Wang Chunyan eyed the young man riding away on his bicycle with a sly squint. "Little Qing, be honest. Is that your boyfriend?"
Su Qing blushed and waved her hand. "No, he's not, Aunt Chunyan. Why would you say that?"
"He rode you on his bike, and I saw you guys talking and laughing. He's your boyfriend. I've watched you grow up. I've never seen you get close to that young man before."
"No, he's my classmate."
