"Nan Fei, why are you holding that vinegar bottle? Are you drinking vinegar?" He Shasha's voice rang in her ear, causing Nan Fei to suddenly snap back to reality. She noticed she was gripping the vinegar bottle tightly. Her fair cheeks flushed a faint red, and her eyebrows scrunched up, her lips turning a shade paler in contrast.
He Shasha quickly noticed her abnormal behavior, "Nan Fei, do you have something on your mind? You can talk to me about it. I am your best friend, after all."
"It's nothing!" Nan Fei shoved the vinegar bottle far away, out of sight, out of mind.
As they sat down for their meal, they chatted while eating.
"Shasha, how long has it been since you went home?"
"About half a year! My uncle doesn't let me go back, he's afraid I won't be a match for He Jinlan." She had been enjoying a fulfilling life at Qi Li Middle School for the past six months like never before. All her previous anger, impatience and impulsiveness were gradually subsiding.
