The bell rang for the end of class, but Little Taotie didn't take out any snacks to eat, she always seemed to be lost in thought, or sat submerged in contemplation.
Hua Jinyan passed her a Lollipop, which she slowly accepted.
Before, she would have cheered and snatched the Lollipop to eat it immediately.
She took the Lollipop but didn't eat it, instead, she placed it inside her desk.
"Not eating it?"
"Don't feel like eating."
Hua Jinyan, concerned, asked, "Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
Little Taotie sighed like an adult, and if you listened carefully to her sigh, it somewhat resembled Teacher Ma's. It was more like she was imitating Teacher Ma.
"I'm thinking about a line in classical Chinese."
"What?"
Little Taotie lifted her eyelids, pulled out a book for extracurricular reading, flipped it open, and pointed to the underlined part.
