Wu Hao stood there holding the small handkerchief, feeling a little awkward. People were watching, after all.
"I can't accept this. You should take it back." He quickly stuffed the handkerchief back into her hands and forced a smile. "It's no big deal, just helping you with some problems. We can both improve this way. Did you bring your book? Let's go inside and I'll go over it with you."
"Okay!" Li Xue chirped. A wide smile blossomed on her face as she cradled the handkerchief and followed Wu Hao back inside.
The few educated youths who were making dinner had all been straining to listen. Once the two had gone, they broke into a fit of giggles and chatter.
"Brother Ming, I don't get this problem. Could you explain it to me, pretty please?" a boisterous girl called out in a deliberately high, cutesy voice to Zheng Ming, who was standing by the door. He was the educated youth who roomed with Wu Hao.
