"This is a handkerchief I embroidered myself, I'd like to give it to you."
The little girl saw that she was looking at her, lowered her eyelids shyly, and held in both her hands a pink silk handkerchief embroidered with a lotus flower, stretching it out to give to her.
Give a handkerchief?
Is this the so-called handkerchief exchange?
No wonder that before going to the Academy, her mother had stuffed a few new handkerchiefs into her book bag.
"Thank you, I have a handkerchief to give you, too."
Upon understanding the meaning, she happily took the handkerchief, and took out a brand-new handkerchief from her bag and exchanged it with her.
"Thank you."
The little girl was delighted when she accepted the handkerchief, and she stretched her eyes into a slit as she laughed when she received a handkerchief in return.
"Now we are friends, right?"
Su Qingluo asked sincerely.
"Mhm, my name is Xu Wan'er, I am seven years old, how about you?"
