"Actually, I can understand,"
Seeing that Lin Xingjie had already packed her backpack and simply plopped down on the sofa, planning to wait for the early morning hours to pass, Xu Xiangyang said earnestly:
"For the former you, this was one of the rare occasions to show off in front of everyone, and to be praised by teachers instead of being called into the office for criticism. No wonder you can't forget it."
"What nonsense are you spouting?" Lin Xingjie frowned, replying unhappily, "I don't care about this sort of thing at all..."
"That's great then."
Xu Xiangyang ignored her weak rebuttal, laughing as he said:
"Since I transferred schools, I didn't get to participate in the last sports day. This time, having the chance to see you, Xing Jie, galloping on the field, finally makes up for my regret... No, it leaves me with no regrets in life!"
Lin Xingjie's face flushed red with embarrassment.
Just as she was about to argue back, she suddenly seemed to remember something.
