"I'm just like that boy. I happened to see the feather, that's all."
"So naturally, whoever picks up the feather gets to keep it."
Xi Anya had no intention of insisting that the boy give the feather back.
"An An, you're in a good mood?"
Hui Hui looked a little puzzled.
"Of course she's in a good mood."
The long-haired girl rolled her eyes. "Hasn't she said it several times already?"
"The feather wasn't her imagination."
"She wasn't hallucinating."
"Isn't that enough to make her happy?"
"Oh~"
Hui Hui chuckled. "An An, so you really care about this?"
Xi Anya nodded seriously. "Because the expressions you all give me are strange."
Hui Hui froze.
"Sorry."
The long-haired girl quickly reacted. "We didn't mean anything bad..."
"I know."
Xi Anya smiled.
It was just that sometimes, those unconscious displays of genuine feeling... made people all the more... conscious of them.
"Ah, what is it? What's wrong?"
The short-haired girl touched her face. "What's wrong with my expression?"
"How is it strange?"
How would she know?
The long-haired girl rolled her eyes.
"When has your expression ever not been strange?"
The short-haired girl: ...
She looked at Hui Hui and Xi Anya. "Has my expression always been strange?"
Hui Hui glared at the long-haired girl, then comforted the short-haired girl. "Don't listen to Xiao Lan's nonsense."
"How could anyone's expression always be strange?"
"Your expression is perfectly normal."
Xi Anya smiled.
All displays of emotion were normal reactions.
"Xiao Lan, stop picking on Miao Miao all the time."
Xi Anya frowned slightly in disapproval.
The long-haired girl looked completely innocent. "I'm not picking on her."
"Miao Miao, how can you have no sense of humor?"
She could take a beating but never learn...
She'd made similar jokes