"Have you seen this acupoint diagram before?" Her phoenix eyes looked at him, sparkling.
"I have." His voice was as calm as water, unruffled.
Mu Qianyue's eyes widened in realization! "Who gave it to you? What's their name?"
"Um...I forgot. I only remember it was a woman who gave it to me. I was quite young then, around five or six years old," Nalan Jing pondered seriously.
"Do you know where she is now?" A fellow villager indeed! This is a genuine one! No, I must meet her!
"I don't know." Nalan Jing's answer left Mu Qianyue a bit frustrated. He, seeing her gloomy face, comforted her, saying, "If it's fated, you'll meet."
"Mm." Mu Qianyue nodded, not noticing the sly, mischievous smile that flashed in Nalan Jing's purple eyes.
After the morning class, Mu Qianyue took the opportunity during lunch to give two acupoint diagrams she had drawn to Tong Ling and Jun Lintian, who were so excited they were howling with joy.
