He figured it was still early, so he went to the third floor to find Lan Lan. He sat with her for a while and exchanged a few words.
"Teacher, I didn't expect the college entrance exam to be so close."
Lan Lan was wearing a dress, with her hand on the table, carefully applying nail polish, already halfway done.
Upon hearing this, she looked up.
"It's break time now, no psychological consultations accepted."
Jiang Nian: "...."
Couldn't chat anymore, really had a generation gap with the old woman.
He was ready to leave, so he changed the topic.
"Teacher, why don't you paint your toenails?"
"I do," Lan Lan said casually, spreading her fingers and looking at them in the light, "Wearing stockings makes it hard to take off."
"If you hadn't come, I'd have gone home after work to paint them."
"Then I won't disturb you," Jiang Nian got up and started to leave but turned back midway, "Teacher, I have a question."
"What?" Lan Lan looked up.
