"Qing, do you remember?" Jinbao asked me nervously, sitting opposite me.
I looked at her, my fingers beating rhythmically on the faceted glass table
"Jinbao, I still remember that we met at Banok."
Yes! It was the Mid-Autumn Festival last year! During the summer vacation, my mother also liked to eat ice cream, and then I went to Bannock to buy her favorite Anfanya.
Then I met Jinbao, that little girl, who was eating Bawang meal in the store.
Even if I rescue her, she is still clinging to me
Later I found out that she was the daughter of a wealthy family. She lost her temper and ran away from home. Her wallet happened to be stolen. In the end, she was transferred to Zhengyu, the lowest school in Anyang.
"Qing...I..." Jin Bao shed tears and played with her fingers uneasily. Whenever Jin Bao played with her fingers, I knew she was nervous.
"Jinbao, don't play with me." I grabbed Jinbao's hand and looked at her seriously.
"You know? Jinbao is not my friend..."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Before I could finish my words, Jin Bao's tears fell down in seconds and he cried loudly regardless of his appearance.
Swish--
Soon, the store was like two magnetic fields, and the students around her were attracted by her petite yet wild cry.
"Look at whatever you are looking at, get out of here." I angrily slapped the table and stood up, frightening away all eyes.
"Same...same...student, you...your ice cream." The waiter who just came to my table was obviously frightened by my courage. He put down the tray and ran away.
"Silly girl, don't cry. If I don't treat you as a friend, then I treat Jinbao as my sister!"
I picked up Tilan Shengxue, dug out a big spoonful, and stuffed it into Jinbao's mouth to stop her crying.
Oh, there is really no way...
"Qing...you said...ahem..." Jinbao couldn't wait to confirm my words before she swallowed the ice cream, as if she was afraid that I would lie to her.
"It's not like you don't know that I don't have any relatives, I... Oops! Stop giving me such nonsense, huh!"
I also gave my mouth a big mouthful of ice cream, trying to block the sourness in my heart.
Jinbao didn't speak any more, nor did she eat the lovely ice cream on the table. She looked at me quietly, her tears silently