"All right."
"We're leaving."
The woman in a white down jacket grabbed the boy in a wool hat by the wrist and started to drag him away.
"Wait!"
The boy in a wool hat suddenly grabbed Zhuge Yun's clothes.
Zhuge Yun: ...
"Do you really not know anything?"
Before the woman in a white down jacket could lose her temper, the boy in a wool hat stared straight into Zhuge Yun's eyes.
There was even a hint of pleading in his expression.
The words Zhuge Yun had been about to say caught in his throat.
"...Why are you so sure I know something?"
Zhuge Yun was puzzled.
"He's like this with everyone."
The woman in a white down jacket reached out. "Xiao Zhen, don't grab onto him."
"Let go."
Zhuge Yun understood.
Was that it?
He looked at the boy in a wool hat with a hint of admiration.
That was impressive.
How could he be so persistent?
"No, I'm not!"
The boy in a wool hat retorted.
"How are you not?"
The woman in a white down jacket glared back at him.
"There were a few times when, if I hadn't gotten there early, you would've been beaten up."
"Xiao Zhen..."
The woman in a white down jacket seemed to want to say something.
But in the end, she only shook her head.
She said nothing.
She'd lost count of how many times she'd repeated herself.
She was tired of it.
She'd even reached the point where just thinking about saying those things made her feel physically sick.
She took a deep breath.
Her grip tightened.
There was a difference in strength between girls and boys.
As they grew older, that difference became more and more noticeable.
But she'd been a tomboy since