Che Huan smiled gently, "Silly girl, when you truly find the right person, you'll realize all those notions are just illusions."
Wen Nuan's eyes lit up, "So, Sister Huanhuan, does that mean you've found the right person?"
Che Huan shook her head, "Who knows where he is."
...
They played until late at night, and the next day, the two of them didn't go out but lay in bed and slept in all morning.
Wen Nuan pulled Che Huan in to share a few novels she thought were really good, "Sister Huanhuan, I've been so into workplace romance novels recently. The allure of uniforms totally makes my girlish heart flutter."
Che Huan glanced at them, and Wen Nuan was only reading about lawyers or doctors, "Where is life as good as it's written in novels? If you really find a doctor, he won't have time to accompany you. What, are you going to be the Cowherd and the Weaving Maiden? And if you find a lawyer, you might be sold and still help them count their money, and you can't even win an argument."
