Chongchong looked at him.
The young boy, still a bit naive, was currently half-squatting, his long fingers threading through the red ropes.
The gentle afternoon sunlight cascaded over his back, tinting his blue and white school uniform with a soft golden hue.
The boy's handsome features appeared increasingly gentle under the halo of light. His black hair casually draped over his forehead, a prominent nose, distinct contours, and softly pursed lips.
He looked incredibly appealing.
Chongchong couldn't help but hold her breath.
Everything seemed to stop at this moment, the whole world fell into silence, and her eyes saw only him.
"Hey!"
This was already the Nth time Chenchen waved his hand in front of her.
"Uh uh..."
Chongchong snapped back to reality.
"What were you thinking about so intently?" Chenchen reminded her, "Don't you know the parent-child activity is about to start?"
"Now I... I know." Chongchong quickly replied.
"Are you ready then?" Chenchen asked again.
