The more than four-year-old Xinran was growing adorably pink, with especially long legs, towering over girls her age by nearly half a head.
She looked at Ye Anqi, her innocent black eyes blinking: "If I tell you, can you not tell anyone else?"
Ye Anqi laughed, "Don't trust your aunt? Haven't I always kept your secrets under wraps?"
Xinran nodded, finally revealing her troubles.
"Do you know John?"
Ye Anqi nodded, "Yes, isn't he your classmate? You've also said his brown hair is very nice."
"I just think his hair is nice."
"And then?"
Xinran crossed her arms like a little adult and said, "Today he said he likes me."
"..." Ye Anqi, "Uh, and then?"
"He said he likes playing with me and wants to play with me all the time. But I have other friends, and I don't want to only play with him."
"Did you refuse him?"
Xinran shook her head, "I didn't. I don't know how to refuse. Aunt, what do you think I should do?"
"You don't want to hurt him?"
