Not making a single sound, she just blinked, and her tears streamed down, soaking her clothes.
Understood.
Lowering her head to cry.
"Thinking... hometown."
Very good.
The code is correct.
Next to her, Shen Nanwei nodded in satisfaction. Her gaze was like a small hook, examining Jiang Xiaoya up and down.
It baffled Lu Jingzhi. What could be so satisfying to Shen Nanwei about a girl from their group?
Shen Nanwei was happy for two reasons.
First, this "time-traveler" had a strong adaptability.
Second, she could endure hardships and work hard.
Of course, the most important reason was the second one.
It was a magical day.
At least for Jiang Xiaoya.
Jiang Xiaoya had a nice name, called Jiang Wunian.
"So, should we call you Jiang Wunian in the future?"
"Both, both are fine. My nickname is also Xiaoya."
That was the name her grandparents had given her.
She was born in the spring when everything was growing, and the grass was sprouting new stems.
