Qingran and Xie Ying'an went to the second floor together.
Aunt Liu had cleaned the room next to Li Qingmo's these past few days, and the sheets and duvet covers were all freshly washed.
Xie Ying'an had stayed at Qingran's home quite often before and was already familiar with everything.
It's strange how boys behave; when Xie Ying'an and Li Qingmo were little, they were willing to snuggle together in one room. But when they were teenagers, neither of them wanted to share a room anymore.
After the incident with the love letter, Qingran was unilaterally mad at Xie Ying'an. As she went upstairs, she just helped him open the door to that room and then went back to her own room with her breakfast and milk in hand.
Xie Ying'an leaned against the doorway, watching her retreat, a faint smile playing across his dark eyes.
Proximity breeds fondness.
Song Shize didn't expect that when Li Qingmo invited him to study, they would actually be studying.