His hand was much larger than it was five years ago, and much rougher too, especially with obvious calluses at the base of the thumb, evidently from frequent use of a gun.
He must have endured a lot these past five years...
Chongchong felt a sudden pang in her heart, her fair fingers tightly gripping his hand. She looked up with a smile, "Brother Chenchen, I'm hungry, can we go eat?"
"Sure."
Chenchen nodded.
Seeing them about to leave hand in hand, Ping Guoguo shivered and chased after them, asking, "Chongchong, didn't we agree to celebrate the end of the college entrance exams?
How can you abandon your best friend and run off with some wild man!
Chongchong turned her head, hugging Chenchen's arm, and sweetly said, "I'm planning to celebrate with Brother Chenchen. As for you, I guess you wouldn't want to be a third wheel, so I won't invite you to follow us, bye-bye…"
With that, she pulled Chenchen into the car.
