Watching Qin Rui walk off, Lou Cheng turned his gaze onto the frozen pool in front of him.
Indistinct noises came from all around: Mahjong's clatter, vague songs, a basketball hitting the ground, and students' laughter. Looking at his reflection on the pool surface, Lou Cheng felt as if he had never left high school.
When his facial contour was still soft...
When he was lean, weak, and always felt tired...
At that time, Lou Cheng was timid and ungenerous. He was not an introverted boy aloof with strangers, but he tended to think too much. "Will my words be proper or open to different interpretations?" "Will I leave a bad impression on him or her?" Having so much to worry about, Lou Cheng got nervous dealing with others, which in turn worsened his performance at school...
