The school gate.
"Mr. Xu, what's in your backpack?" Jiang Nian reached out to lift Xu Qianqian's backpack—it was remarkably heavy.
"Books!" Xu Qianqian replied, "With so many days off, I'm bringing my books back home little by little."
"This many, and little by little?" Jiang Nian was amazed, "You laze around like a pig during break, can you even finish reading them?"
Xu Qianqian knew he was blunt, but didn't expect him to be this sharp-tongued.
"Do you think it's appropriate to say that?"
"What?"
"Is that something a human would say?"
Jiang Nian glanced at her, "If I'm speaking nonsense and you still understand, what are you but the second-in-command Pigsy?"
Xu Qianqian was momentarily at a loss for a comeback. Feeling indignant, she eventually blurted out.
"You're digging your own grave!"
Song Xiyun watched the two squabble, unable to help but smile. As she smiled, she couldn't help thinking about Zhao Qiuxue.
