"Xiao Xu! Xiao Xu!" She smiled at him, like a little sunflower, "Can I ask you a question?"
"No."
"..." She frowned and glared at him, "People who don't play by the rules are not cute at all!"
"People who always have questions to ask are the cutest."
"..." She smiled again after hearing this; Mr. Su's compliments were not easy to come by, "So... can I ask now?"
His gaze softened, and he didn't say no.
Was this tacit approval?
She glanced at the yellow line on the ground, her toes inching forward, "Xiao Xu, there's a line I want to cross. Do you want to join me?"
"What line?" He looked down, staring at her sneakered toes.
Just then, the subway rushed in.
She withdrew her foot, took a step back, unable to say her answer in time.
The subway stopped, and the doors opened.
