223. Hu Tu's sibling
Sun Qian had absolutely no interest in what I was saying; her mind was preoccupied with how to pack my bag, stuffing everything that could fit inside.
She was probably even wishing I were a snail so I could carry my home on my back.
A few of the young guys were stunned by my words, some looking noticeably dimmer, others joking that their brothers should work harder, and some seemed to actually be pondering what I said.
I shook my head, helpless; a bunch of silly youngsters who didn't know how blessed they were.
What's the point of chasing after the exciting, the unattainable?
To say I had no clue would be impossible, I'm not a fool...
But to me, this whole thing seemed particularly childish and unreliable. With that in mind, I glanced at Sun Qian again, tsk.
If I were a man, I'd marry her and bring her home.
These silly kids.