"Being a student is truly blissful!"
Liu Qingyan cuddled up to Lu Zheng as they strolled across the sports field, watching classmates running laps, couples like themselves walking hand in hand, students exercising at the edge of the field, and boys playing soccer on the grass in the center of the field.
"As the saying goes, young men don't know the taste of sorrow. Each one thinks studying is hard and can't wait to graduate and leave school." Lu Zheng remarked.
Liu Qingyan curled her lips, "Sounds quite relatable. Were you one of them back then?"
Lu Zheng rubbed his chin, "If you hadn't asked, we'd still be good friends."
Liu Qingyan rarely pouted with a hint of girlish charm, "Who's a good friend with you?"
Lu Zheng couldn't help but laugh, tightening his hold around Liu Qingyan's slender waist, "Did I say something wrong? We've been through so much together..."
Liu Qingyan's face flushed, then she naturally leaned into Lu Zheng's embrace, "Tell me about your school days."
