"What are you still spacing out for?" 'Weren't you just trying to probe me? Asking if it counted as giving me a "golden finger," and if I'd found any other goodies?'
'A gramophone, really? And a bicycle is huge! Why don't you just come out and ask?' "Hurry up and sit down." 'Are you trying to show off how tall you are? No need to block the view, no one can see us!'
"You, I, you..."
'What's with all the "you, I, you"? He's actually stuttering.' Xu Changqing put a chopstick to her lips. "Shh, don't ask. Even if you do, I won't tell you."
Okay.
I won't ask.
Shen Weimin let out a long breath. After taking the chopsticks she handed him and sitting down, he reached for the lunchbox and was stunned again. "It's hot."
"Oh, wow, it *is* hot." Xu Changqing blinked in mock confusion, then shot him a look of contempt before resolutely looking down to pry open her own lunchbox.
"Hahaha..."
"You're crazy."
'This is great!'
