Although Zhuang Lan's face was full of reluctance, he still followed her closely, step by step.
Only then did a smile creep onto Jun Feifei's face.
She was an academic underachiever, uninterested in studying, and had no idea how to help Zhuang Lan.
Even Jun Feifei could tell that Zhuang Lan wasn't in the right state to study right now.
Mere reading and doing exercises couldn't really help him improve.
She could only try to get Zhuang Lan to read less and disconnect from his current state.
Zhuang Lan couldn't appreciate his childhood friend's well-meaning efforts, feeling restless and planning to sleep late today to make up for the time.
"Where do you want to hang out?"
Zhuang Lan's tone was perfunctory, like a husband who wanted to split after thirty years of marriage but had to make do and stay together.
As they left the school, Jun Feifei started blushing belatedly.
It seemed to be their first time together.
"Should we, maybe, visit the commercial street?"