"Was your math teacher your PE teacher?" Jiao Yang turned his head, looking at her as he asked.
He's 29, and she's not yet 22, where did this 6-year gap come from?!
"Rounding up!" Mo Bei extended her fingers, "Your birthday is in February, round down, and it's 28, and mine is in July, round up, and it's 22. 28 minus 22 is 6 years, so we're still the same age group!"
This was the first time Jiao Yang heard of such rounding-off methods, clearly an 8-year gap was forcefully turned into 6 years.
Turning his face, he smiled at her, "And then..."
"And then..." Mo Bei lifted the corners of her lips, "We can hang out together."
"Things like nightclubs and car racing, I used to be into 6 years ago, but it's not for me anymore." Jiao Yang glanced over the half shoe print on her pant leg and frowned slightly, "Don't tell me you've been fighting with others again!"
Stamps on pant legs early in the morning, how odd.
Mo Bei looked at his face in confusion, "No way!"
