The sun is not as strong as at noon, and it is already approaching evening. But Qiaoqiao hasn't gone home yet. The little boy next to her made her roll to the ground, then he carried her on his back with ease.
"Don't cry... We'll be at the school doctor's office soon..."
The boy's immature body was a little unstable.
"You... Why do you fall down when you walk?"
Qiao Qiao was stunned.
Because... Because dad said that winter is coming, and you must wear more and thicker thermal pants...
So Qiaoqiao carefully walked to the school with tight steps, until her steps were messed up and her feet were out of control...
Across the playground, the children in each classroom were almost gone.
There was only one short-haired little girl in Class 1 who said loudly:
"Oh, they're getting married! Su Yan and Qiao Qiao are getting married!"
Qiao Qiao clearly felt Su Yan couldn't help but smile slightly tremblingly.
A long time later, the little girl with short hair had been blurred in Qiaoqiao's memory, washed away and blurred.
At that time, she didn't expect that their story would be so long.