Xinghua Village.
At seven in the morning, Leng Sichen arrived on time.
Dressed simply in white with black pants and a blue-gray casual suit jacket, he looked pleasing to the eye.
Once he had shed his usual formal attire, Leng Sichen appeared several years younger, and she almost thought she saw the youth she remembered from her memories...
"How do I look?" Leng Sichen, seeing her sizing him up, asked with a slightly nervous expression.
Xia Yuxun crossed her arms and tapped her chin, nodding repeatedly, "Very nice, very nice. I told you to dress casually, see, doesn't it look good!"
Lan Haoyang, who had nearly bled dry picking out clothes with Leng Sichen, would probably be tearfully devastated if he heard this...
"Xiangru, you're here!" Xiaobai ran out with his backpack, delighted to see Leng Sichen.
"Mhm."
"Wait a second, Nannan is still having breakfast."
"Okay."
The school was not far from here, just under a ten-minute walk, so they didn't drive.
