The May Day holiday ended quickly.
Chloe Sinclair woke up bright and early, leaving the house at seven o'clock sharp.
At eight, she entered the classroom right on time, once again running into Summer Beckett, who was dashing along while eating a baozi.
"Ch...oe!" Summer Beckett's eyes lit up. He fell into step beside Chloe Sinclair and mumbled, "Lemme tellya shumfin…"
The moment he opened his mouth, Chloe Sinclair was greeted by the enchanting fragrance of chives.
She instinctively took two steps back. After a moment of hesitation, she said, "Could you maybe finish eating your baozi first?"
Summer Beckett's face flushed red. He nodded quickly and, thumping his chest, managed to swallow the baozi down.
It made Chloe Sinclair feel as if he weren't eating a baozi, but some kind of poison.
"So, what were you trying to say earlier?"
