Lin Tang heard her brother's voice and immediately jumped down from the bicycle.
When she turned around, she indeed saw Lin Qingmu.
"Big bro!!" Her voice was cheerful, clear as a lark's song.
Lin Qingmu ran over, his steps quick and eager.
His eyes were glued to the bicycle in Lin Tang's hand, as if they were about to pop out of his head.
"Tangtang, where did you get this bicycle from?" he asked, shocked.
"I borrowed it from a friend," Lin Tang said as she pulled Lin Qingmu to her side and handed him the bicycle.
"Big bro, you help me push it. I don't feel like riding it anymore, it's too bumpy."
Lin Qingmu had an incredulous look as he touched the bicycle he had longed for.
He felt as though he had reached the peak of his life.
He was practically floating on air.
"You're too good to ride a bicycle? If you say that out loud, you might get beaten up," Lin Qingmu teased.
This is a bicycle!!!
Not to mention riding it, even touching it is a matter of great honor and pride.
