Qianqian ran downstairs and sat by the window, eagerly watching outside.
Sure enough, before long, she saw Ji Shaoyang's slightly thin figure running into the yard from outside.
Qianqian was delighted and jumped off the chair, rushing to the door and calling out, "Brother Shaoyang, Brother Shaoyang!"
Qianqian stood in the doorway, facing the sunlight, like an angel.
Ji Shaoyang paused slightly, then continued running over, "Qianqian, it's cold outside. Come inside quickly."
Qianqian grabbed Ji Shaoyang's hand, puffing warm air onto him, her eyes full of concern, "I'm not cold, Brother Shaoyang. You must be cold wearing so little, right? Why didn't you wear more? Did Mom not buy you a winter coat?"
"No, Auntie Su bought me plenty, but they're not convenient for running outside. I'm not cold; running makes you sweat."
