Eighteen means adulthood, Ruan Jiaojiao felt that this year's gift couldn't be casually given, but after contemplating for more than half a month, she still hadn't thought of what to give.
Duan Xi just started the car, heard her, turned his head to glance at her, then smiled, which left Ruan Jiaojiao bewildered.
She touched her face: "Is there mud on my face?"
Duan Xi shook his head and reached out to pat her head: "Growing up quickly is the best gift."
"..." Ruan Jiaojiao.
The way he said it made it seem like she could grow up just by wanting to.
Ruan Jiaojiao brushed away his hand messing up her hairstyle, tidied her hair in the rear-view mirror, and then rested her chin on her hand, looking out the window.
The car drove out of Xiahe Village, and when it passed by her old primary school, Ruan Jiaojiao looked at the red-painted gate and asked Duan Xi to stop the car: "Brother Xi, let's go in and have a look."
