The next day.
The two of them left home at the same time and were both stunned to see each other.
What a coincidence.
"Qianqian, why did you get up so late?" Jiang Nian said, exasperated, "What exactly did you do? If you can't follow the early rise and late sleep routine, how will you get into Qingbei?"
Hearing this, Qianqian rolled her eyes at him and leaned against the wall to change her shoes.
"Seeing you all crazy first thing in the morning."
The morning light filled the corridor, and the girl was wearing a pair of small white socks. When she bent over, you could see her slender ankles, with the socks tightly enclosing them.
You could faintly see the subtle threads on the cotton socks, contrasting with the white borders of the socks.
Jiang Nian almost lost his composure, clearing his throat.
"Uh, how about I apologize and help you put on your shoes?"
Qianqian: "?????"
