"What are you two talking about?"
Gao Wenhui, holding the new earphones she had just bought, squeezed her way out of the crowd and plopped down beside Feng Nanshu.
"I'm teaching Feng Nanshu about the most advanced knowledge of love."
"You wouldn't let me teach her, but you secretly did it yourself? Oh, I get it now. So you're into raising them from scratch!"
A cold smile curled Gao Wenhui's lips. "You damned playboy. You really have a lot of tricks."
Feng Nanshu ate the last bit of cotton candy and raised her moist eyes. "Wen Hui, what does 'raising them from scratch' mean?"
"There are always some silly girls in this world who know nothing about romance. They're like blank sheets of paper, yet they love trusting people. Some damned men like to take advantage of that and mold them into the shape they want. That's what 'raising them from scratch' means."
Jiang Qin's mouth twitched after hearing that. What's wrong with you, Xiao Gao Tongxue? How do you manage to turn every sentence into a dirty joke? Are you planning to take the postgraduate entrance exam?
Feng Nanshu understood the simple explanation, but felt it had nothing to do with her. She wasn't a silly girl, after all. "Wen Hui, I've never met a girl like that."
"You're exactly that kind of girl."
"..."
Feng Nanshu looked as if she had been struck by lightning. "I'm not silly, am I?"
Gao Wenhui frowned. "Here, 'silly' doesn't mean stupid. It describes someone who's slow to understand matters of the heart. Even when she starts falling for someone, it takes her a long time to realize it."
"When did I start falling for someone?"
"Your heart's practically about to take flight, okay?"
Jiang Qin couldn't help interrupting them. "Gao Wenhui,