"Nope," Jian Yubo replied. Jian Yubo was a teenager. However, somehow his voice managed to sound a little too old and deep for his age.
"Ahh, all right then," the girl replied. She appeared to look a little disappointed to hear such a reply.
The little girl turned her head to leave, however, she hesitated for a moment. Then, she turned around again: "Brother Yubo, will you come and play with me? Let's not read books! Books aren't fun!"
"I don't want to play," Jian Yubo responded. His face was expressionless.
"Ahh, okay." The little girl pursed her lips in disappointment before she ran away again.
After the girl left, the boy looked up. He gazed at the little girl who was running happily in the distance.
Then his eyes fell back to the book in his hand. There was a little girl's headband with rabbit beads in his left palm.
A ringing at the door interrupted Jian Yubo's thoughts.
