Luo Qianqian and Qin Nuan were walking through the school, but their laughter had vanished, and both wore stern expressions.
"How come I have the feeling that they've all forgotten my birthday?" Qin Nuan frowned unhappily. Her birthday was in just two days.
Luo Qianqian was taken aback, thinking back to Qin Wen's reaction, and scratched her head, "My Fourth Brother wouldn't forget, would he?"
"You better not remind them," Qin Nuan commanded with a composed face, but the desolation in her eyes didn't escape Luo Qianqian.
She smiled. She had already reminded them, so she was certain she wouldn't let Qin Nuan be disappointed.
"Alright, I won't remind them. After all, I'll be with you," Luo Qianqian said with a smile, which she quickly suppressed the next second, "Han Chen," pointing at a bench ahead.
Qin Nuan was startled and also controlled her emotions, looking forward because it had already gotten dark, and all she could make out was the rough silhouette and a shiny earring.
