The party was due to start in two hours, and Lu Qingyi was gently sauntering toward school. Li Xianya had called Qingyi many times.
She was just worried Qingyi wouldn't come.
She felt terribly frustrated.
"Don't worry, Sister Qing will show up on time."
Jiang Yumeng was standing next to Li Xianya, comforting her.
Qingyi was always prompt in carrying out her tasks, and never late.
"I'm just really anxious."
Li Xianya sheepishly scratched the back of her head.
As the day of the party was drawing closer and Qingyi was yet to show up, Xianya was feeling increasingly unsettled.
Unbearably unsettled.
"It's all right, Sister Qing loves cutting it close. She won't be late."
Jiang Yumeng laughed as she comforted Xianya.
"Qingyi said she hasn't practiced. That's my biggest concern now."
Li Xianya said, inhaling deeply.
"It'll be fine."
Jiang Yumeng comforted Xianya.
Does Qingyi need to practice? Of course not.
