Jiang Nian had one hand on the desk, resting his head, with his phone on his leg.
"Smile?"
He suddenly remembered the time he spoke to the class leader about taking leave during the sports meet.
At that time, he was rushing to catch a bus back to Xiaolongtan and only remembered rambling a lot in a hurry.
Li Qingrong just listened and seemed to have smiled a little.
It was a bit dim, perhaps because the green wall covered in vines around the flag-raising platform blocked the light, making her smile seem faint.
Smile, then I should reply with a smile too.
Jiang Nian chose a little yellow face emoji pack, remembering there was a big head smile somewhere.
Who sends exactly the same emoji back, that's not proper etiquette, there should be some difference.
Why can't I find it, the big smiley yellow face.
I clearly remember saving it when I was still sane in the beginning of high school, why can't I find it now.
