The next morning, Han Lie, sporting a refreshingly short buzz cut, huffed and puffed on the running track, playing the role of a wind-chasing youth.
By the time Xi Luting showed up at the running track, dressed to the nines and sporting a sassy high ponytail, she immediately spotted that round little head.
Xi Luting was a bit stunned, and also wanted to laugh.
"Seriously, your head... You disappeared for three or four days. Did you end up doing a stint in a detention center?"
"With that sharp tongue of yours, can't you use it for something productive?"
Han Lie laughed in spite of himself. "I'll give you a chance to rephrase: does it look good or not?"
"Sooo dumb! Hmph! Telling you off *is* productive!"
Xi Luting covered her mouth, giggling, then proactively pulled Han Lie back a bit. "Slow down! Come on, tell Sis, what on earth happened?"
She got into character quickly.
From her very first expression upon seeing him, she launched an all-out offensive on Han Lie.
