On the stairs.
Noticing Jiang Nian paused at the corner upstairs watching her, Zhang Ningzhi maintained a calm facade, but inside, she was bubbling like boiling water.
The sunlight streamed casually through the corridor, casting a clear line of light and shadow. Zhang Ningzhi's ears turned slightly red as she saw the sunlight fall on Jiang Nian's shoulders, and she stopped in her tracks.
"What's up?"
Mingzhi asked.
Jiang Nian sighed and pointed, "Your shoelace is untied."
"Huh?"
Zhang Ningzhi quickly looked down. Sure enough, her shoelace was undone, dragging on the side. She felt embarrassed and bent down to tie it, only to hear him speak again.
"Why is your hairpin missing?"
The girl was suddenly flustered by his fake gesture combo. Her mind couldn't keep up. The classic Dai Yu prose she held in all morning went blank.
"It didn't fall off... I put it away."
"Oh~"
