Was it not from when you moved into their house, but perhaps earlier?
"No?" He was unsure if he misheard, "You've known my cousin for a long time?"
Feng Jinglei continued her jog, recalling a scene from twelve years ago.
"Yes, it was when I was twelve. That was our first encounter."
Twelve years old?
Qin Sijue knitted his brows.
She must have been only about ten years old then, so young and already understanding affection?
"You matured early, huh?" He blurted out.
Feng Jinglei felt a little embarrassed by his comment, a flush crept up her cheeks.
"Back then, I didn't know who he was. It was later, during an unintended visit when my father went to visit Grandpa Qin, that I found out the person rescued at the beach that day was your cousin."
Upon hearing this, Qin Sijue was taken aback, surprised not by her father's visit to his grandfather, but...
"Rescue?"
Feng Jinglei paused, turning to look at him, the unexpected conversation halting her jog.
