Truth be told, Qin Sisi ought to be grateful to the young girl, but with the recent social climate, food offered by a stranger always filled one with unease.
Qin Sisi cast a glance at the sweet smiling, young girl. Despite meeting casually, why was the girl treating her with such warmth?
The young girl seemed oblivious to Qin Sisi's internal conflict and continued matter-of-factly, "When I was on my way to school in S City last time, I also forgot to bring food. My father and I were famished throughout the journey, and lugging so much luggage just made everything worse."
She went on, "Since then, I've made sure to prepare some food every time I take a long-distance bus."
Seeing the girl's clear eyes and natural, composed expression, Qin Sisi's doubts began to dissipate.
After considering for a moment, Qin Sisi thanked the girl and opened the packaging of the bread.
She carefully unzipped her black backpack on her lap, broke off a piece of bread, and tucked it in.
