The yard was teeming with mosquitoes; it was not a good place to idle around. Just now, while chatting and cooling off with Meng Yuhuai, we would occasionally move our hands and feet to keep them at bay. Now, as I stood still, those blood-sucking critters aimed straight for any exposed skin.
After standing for a while, Hua Xiaomai managed to endure it until two large welts formed on her face. Truly unable to bear it, she turned her head to glance at both doors of the rooms, scratched the side of her cheek in distress, and with a mix of sighs and groans, returned to her room.
