Just when Xue Yang thought she would continue picking strawberries, Xiao Naimao took out the one she had previously set aside and inspected it closely.
"I really want to eat it," she whimpered softly. "It's so fragrant..."
This was the first time she had ever seen such fresh strawberries. They had to be delicious.
Smiling, Xue Yang stood up and walked over to Lin Xi.
Lin Xi was still wrestling with herself, strawberry in hand, when she turned around and saw Xue Yang smiling at her.
"Xue Yang, aren't you going to pick strawberries, too?"
"I've been picking these since I was a kid. You all go ahead; I'll just watch."
"That's so nice. Your childhood must have been very happy!"
Happy? He was happy, sure, but others probably weren't.
Xue Yang recalled the time he had almost uprooted someone's entire strawberry patch as a child. Fortunately, he was discovered early and stopped in time.
Why did I try to pull up their strawberries again?
