"Hey, what are you doing?"
On the old staircase, a boy sat on the ground with a wuxia novel in his hands, reading with great relish.
His family forbade him from reading that kind of book, saying it would affect his studies, so he could only read on his way home from school.
He was only a few steps from his front door, and the story had reached an exciting part. The boy simply sat down on the stairs, planning to finish this section before going home.
Just then, a little girl suddenly appeared.
The little girl looked as delicate as a doll, with big, bright eyes and an utterly adorable face.
She wore a princess dress and should have had the air of Snow White, but her hair was a mess with leaves tangled in it, while her pristine white dress was smeared black with dirt.
A perfectly good princess had turned herself into Cinderella.
The boy frowned at the little girl, who was several years younger than him, and impatiently waved her off. "Go, go. Didn't I tell you not to follow me?"
A few days ago, when he had passed downstairs, he saw this newly moved-in girl fighting several older kids.
In a moment of foolish impulse, he had actually gone over, shoved the older kids aside, and pulled the girl away.
Unexpectedly, ever since then, this little girl had clung to him like a sticky plaster, making it impossible for him to read his novels in peace.
Even when he waved her away, the girl did not mind. She plopped down on the filthy stairs and said with a grin, "My name is Feng Bingbing. What's your name?"
The boy ignored her.
So the little girl sat beside him, propping up her chin and staring at