Finally, she found some free time after the resistance war victory commemoration day.
Early in the morning, as the first glimmers of daylight appeared, Feng Qingxue was busy washing her face when Jiang Xiaoyue arrived, smartly dressed in her everyday clothes.
Even out of uniform, she retained her striking presence.
"Sister Qingxue!" Jiang Xiaoyue greeted her cheerfully, her face aglow with a radiant smile, "Is Xibao up yet?"
The first thing many people did upon arriving was to ask after Xibao.
Feng Qingxue could not speak with her mouth full of toothpaste foam, so she just pointed towards the dormitory. Jiang Xiaoyue promptly rushed in and lavished a freshly-awake Xibao, wriggling in his bed, with effusive kisses. Such an influx of affection caused Xibao to shy away, flapping his little chubby arms, "No, no!"
"Why not? Don't you miss me?" Jiang Xiaoyue asked, feigning a hurt expression.
