Feng Jiao pulled out the fourth grade textbook as soon as Gao Longwei was gone.
She sat down on her carpet in front of the sofa and between the large television. She crossed her legs and then dug her hands into the fluffy carpet.
Her legs were slightly cold because they were bare under her school uniform's skirt, and the knee length socks weren't doing much in the way of keeping her warm.
Her legs kept brushing against the carpet, and that was so annoying that she felt like tearing into it, but instead just dug her fingernails into it.
She instead focused on the textbook in front of her to distract her.
It was a rather pretty textbook with large illustrations and many colors, that just seemed to welcome Feng Jiao to read it. She had faced a lot of difficulty trying to read the black and white books for her grade, so these were a welcome surprise.