This was Qiaoqiao's first time alone at the high-speed rail station.
He was a bit nervous and a little anxious.
But his tightly hugged backpack gave him some sense of security, so now he stood tall and walked forward with big strides.
There were few people queuing at the night gates, and he placed his backpack on the belt in turn, waiting for security check.
The lady on duty was quite attentive, and as the scanner swept past him, he instinctively winked his clear eyes at her and then flashed a sweet smile.
The lady was momentarily stunned, her cheeks turning bright red, as she quickly murmured, "Okay, you can go now."
She then covered her face with her hands, looking utterly regretful.
Qiaoqiao was slightly confused. He reached out to retrieve his backpack from the conveyor belt and glanced again at the quirky lady.
Little did he know that after her shift, she was still utterly frustrated thinking about the incident:
