Ning Wan walked straight across and sat down opposite Song Qiao, likewise sitting cross-legged on the carpet. Her slender, pale fingers began to sort through some belongings that had not yet been neatly packed into the suitcase, her face wearing a relieved smile. She calmly looked up at Song Qiao across from her and said, "Qiaoqiao, before you know it, you've found a partner again, that's great!"
Although their relationship had always been very close, after all, they were both girls, and there were many things they couldn't do for each other, even... when Song Qiao's grandfather needed five hundred thousand for surgery, she couldn't help.
