Seeing her suddenly become so enthusiastic, Gu Zhihan couldn't help but pause, "Didn't you just say who would care for a tree?"
How could she slap her own face so quickly?
Mengmeng replied, "That's because I just found out it can bear fruit to eat."
In light of its edibility, she would reluctantly accept it!
"..."
At this moment, Gu Zhihan had no idea what kind of expression to make.
What a little foodie.
A hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes.
Since Mengmeng was the only one in the class who wanted a jujube tree, there was no need to fight for it—the tree was hers alone.
When school was out, Luo Mengmeng carried the tree home all by herself, not letting Gu Zhihan touch it, as if she was protecting her own child.
Following behind her, Gu Zhihan tugged at the strap of his backpack, thinking to himself, you won't let me touch it, but I'm not exactly eager to touch it either.