Chen Bin crossed his arms for Xu Ran to step on, while she braced one hand against the metal frame and stretched the other out towards the cardboard box.
"Got it, huh? It's so heavy, I can't muster any strength with just one hand."
Chen Bin said, "Shouldn't there be a ladder somewhere?"
"I've been here before, and there wasn't any," Xu Ran jumped down and said, "Looks like we can only resort to the old method."
"Old method? What's that?"
"Sesame blossoms blooming taller with each passing phase," Xu Ran said with a radiant smile.
Chen Bin gave an embarrassed chuckle.
In their sophomore year, the school had hosted a track and field meet, and there was an event called "Sesame blossoms blooming taller with each passing phase," which involved one person sitting atop another's shoulders, running back and forth transporting goods.
