She was calling out to them with her energetic voice.
Ji Qingying raised her hand, her smile obvious from the corners of her eyebrows, "Over here."
Ye Zhenzhen ran over and hugged Ji Qingying without reserve and very enthusiastically, "Sister Ji, long time no see."
Ji Qingying laughed.
Then moved back two steps to stabilize her body and as she felt the full force of Ye Zhenzhen's enthusiasm.
Fu Yanzhi frowned, grabbed the back collar of Ye Zhenzhen's clothes, and coldly said, "So irritating, be quiet."
Ye Zhenzhen: "..."
She stuck her tongue out and said unwillingly, "I am not irritating you!"
Fu Yanzhi looked at her coldly.
In an instant, Ye Zhenzhen froze up.
Her eyes sparkled, as she hugged Ji Qingying's arm and avoided her cousin's freezing glares "Sister Ji, are you hungry?"
Ji Qingying shook her head, "I'm not very hungry, what do you want to eat?"
Ye Zhenzhen thought for a while, glanced at Fu Yan Zhi, and said, "Grilled fish! I haven't eaten it for a long time."
Ji Qingying had no objection.
Fu Yanzhi also had no objection.
There were several snack stalls next to the school.
There were many students and shops around the area. Restaurant stores could be seen everywhere, as well as dessert milk tea, and so on.
There were many people in the grilled fish store, so anyone who entered would have to wait for a while.
Ji Qingying and Ye Zhenzhen first went to buy milk tea next door. As for Fu Yanzhi, he scrunched his brows as if disagreeing with something but didn't do anything.
As they queued up to buy milk tea, Ye Zhenzhen whispered, "Sister Ji, did you see the look in my brother's eyes just now?"
Ji Qingying shook her head, "What do you mean?"
Ye Zhenzhen imitated it and complained, "He thinks that consuming milk tea is like committing a heinous crime."
She complained, "He suffers from an occupational disease from long before I tell you! He always felt that milk tea was unhealthy and he wouldn't let me drink it."
Hearing this, Ji Qingying couldn't help but laugh.
She nodded, as if in agreement and said, "Milk tea is indeed unhealthy."
Ye Zhenzhen: "..."
Staring at her expression that looked as if she chocked, Ji Qingying smiled and added, "But occasionally it's okay to drink it. I like it too."
"Right, right."
Ye Zhenzhen seemed to have found a bosom friend and twittered about how delicious milk tea was.
Ji Qingying was overwhelmed with joy.
Ye Zhenzhen's personality was a bit like melting snow—No, it was even better than melting snow.
It was lively, warm, and so kind.
It was obvious little girls with this kind of personality had grown up being spoiled by family members.
Ji Qingying liked her very much.
But at the same time, she couldn't help but feel a sense of envy.
As she listened to Ye Zhenzhen's joyous voice, her lips were slightly bent into a smile.
There were many people queuing at the milk tea store.
Ji Qingying and Ye Zhenzhen moved forward slowly and placed their orders when it was their turn. Suddenly a stranger called out.
"Ji Qingying?"
Ji Qingying was startled and looked in the direction of the voice.
Not far away stood a man they didn't know, wearing a black jacket and tall. After getting a clear look at her, there was a strange surprise in his eyes.
"Is it really you?"
Ji Qingying nodded in a daze, "Hello."
The man took two steps forward, smiled, and said, "You don't remember me?"
"..."
Ji Qingying was a little weak.
She smiled embarrassedly and was just about to speak when the man in front of her said, "I am Zhu Mingjie. Did you forget?"
The name sounded familiar.
Ji Qingying thought about it for a while, and said in slight surprise, "Class... leader?"
"Correct."
Zhu Mingjie breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at her, "How much do you forget?"
"No."
Ji Qingying was a little embarrassed, "Sorry, I couldn't recall earlier."
Zhu Mingjie smiled and didn't seem to mind it that much.
"Why are you here?"
He asked, "Didn't you say that you were going back to Jiangcheng after graduation?"
Ji Qingying nodded and said without explaining much, "Well, something happened."
Zhu Mingjie saw that she was reluctant to say anything more so, so he didn't ask any more questions.