"Huh?" Ji Yebai's little secret? What could it be?
Ning Xixi looked at him curiously, "What secret?"
Gong Xiu's voice sounded a bit nonchalant, "Ning Xixi, you are still as naive and innocent as before..."
He vaguely remembered, the first time this girl appeared, it was as if she fell from the sky.
It was in the second year of junior high when he represented Muying High School in the city basketball championship, held at the 47th Middle School where Ning Xixi used to study.
Everyone was busy warming up, and annoyed by the noise, he lazily strolled over to the small garden by the playground.
Passing under a Chinese parasol tree, he stopped, leaned against the tree, covered his eyes from the sunlight, and prepared to doze off for a moment.
Just then, a scream rang out, and immediately after, a figure fell from the tree above his head.
Gong Xiu instinctively caught her.
Chinese parasol leaves fell.
Their eyes met.
