And the neighbors are really good at keeping secrets, every time we chat, they just say that their grades are okay, and that they can keep up at No.4 High School.
"If you're first place, you definitely won't fall behind."
"If being first place counts as falling behind, what does that make the rest of us, dead?"
"Then why is he willing to help you?"
In the end, it was Mom who discovered the blind spot.
Once this question was asked, Wenxin visibly struggled with embarrassment.
Wenxin weakly explained, "After all, we are neighbors..."
"You two were close as children, but after junior high, you didn't hang out together anymore, did you?" Mom asked, puzzled.
"But still, he's a neighbor, and those childhood memories remain, how should I put this..."
The more Wenxin spoke, the redder his face became, and the harder he found it to continue.
"Wenxin, pat your chest, quickly." Seeing his state, Dad immediately reminded him, and made a gesture.
