The way Zhou He used to look has faded into a blur.
This is the first time Xu Nianhua has seen Zhou He so clearly and truly.
Zhou He's body is delicate and small, thin and petite, but her round face makes her look very cute. When she smiles, she gives off a friendly feeling—you can tell right away she's gentle by nature.
"Zhou He, sis." Xu Nianhua greeted her with a smile; at first glance, she liked Zhou He.
Partly because Zhou He was friendly to begin with, and partly because the way Zhou He looked at Xu Nianji—with shy, timid eyes—made it obvious she had fallen deeply in love with him.
"Nianhua."
When Zhou He smiled, her eyes curved into crescents. Somewhat bashful, she walked up to Xu Nianhua and said, "Nianhua, I came in such a rush this time, didn't bring you anything really, but I embroidered a handkerchief myself—have a look, see if you like it."
