When Zheng Shan leaned into Lin Nianhe's ear and told her she was going to stay in the provincial city, the little girl's face turned red.
She cast her eyes downward, not daring to look at Lin Nianhe.
She felt like she had betrayed Sister Lin.
Lin Nianhe, on the other hand, didn't feel betrayed; she was just surprised.
The provincial city held the most painful memories for Zheng Shan, and Lin Nianhe thought she would never return to study.
Could it be because she couldn't bear her younger brother who always wanted to stuff bizarre and questionable things into her mouth as if they were food?
"Can you tell me why?" Lin Nianhe embraced her, asking in a soft voice.
Zheng Shan blushed, she glanced at Zheng Lirong, and seeing that her mother wasn't looking, whispered: "I want to be a champion."
Zheng Shan didn't know what a champion was like, nor did she understand what it meant.
