"It's so hot." After stuffing the receiver into the little one's hands, Gan Yuan turned and walked towards the stairs, "I'm going out for some air."
The little one hugged the receiver, stood in place shrugging his shoulders, watching as Gan Yuan's figure disappeared at the top of the steps. Only then did he turn to look at Sherry.
"Teacher, if a woman blushes when she answers a man's phone call, does that mean they're in love?"
"I think..." Sherry lifted the corners of her mouth, "It's more accurate to say they're in deep love."
The little one lifted the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile.
"I see."
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Hands in her coat pockets, Gan Yuan casually strode across the grass, wandering aimlessly forward.
The wind blew in from a distance, taking away the heat on her face. Her emotions gradually settled. She raised her palm, staring at the undried bloodstain, her eyebrows slowly creasing.
She hoped this conflict with Nancy wouldn't bring trouble to Huangfu Jue.