The next day, on the way home from school, Miaomiao carried her handbag and couldn't help stealing occasional glances at Ansheng, who had his hands in his pockets. She felt a mix of nervousness and worry.
Ever since Yinyin brought it up that day, she had also noticed that whether at school or on the road, girls would occasionally spare him an extra glance, sending a wave of panic through Miaomiao. Her eyes brimming with vigilance, she closed the distance between herself and Ansheng by a few steps, resembling a cat guarding its food.
Just as Yinyin had said, ever since Ansheng got a haircut, his looks seemed to have been unsealed. She was genuinely worried someone else might snatch him away.
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