The sky the next day was overcast, and a cold blast ravaged the entire city.
After the teacher went out of the classroom, Su Xing handed Fu Zhi another cup of milk tea with a bright smile etched on her face.
"This is matcha green milk tea. It tastes really nice," she explained. Her voice was soothing to the ears. "I'll bring you a strawberry slushie tomorrow."
Fu Zhi's eyes glowed when she saw the cup of milk tea.
A couple of students in the classroom were watching her.
She lowered her gaze, and her delicately-arranged eyelashes fluttered down to hide her eyes. After a short while, she said softly, "Thank you."
Su Xing's face blushed as she shook her head.
Soon, Fu Zhi pulled a vial out of her bag. "This is my gift to you."
Su Xing asked, "What is this?"
Fu Zhi took a sip of milk tea. "It's a Chinese medicine. It's very effective in removing scars."
"Can it remove the scar on my face?" Su Xing asked.
