C174 Impingement

When Zhao Qingqing returned to her classmate, I stood to the side and waited. After a while, she smiled and said, "No problem. I'll cancel my previous appointment."

"Really? That's great. I'll be waiting for you that night. We'll meet at the school gate and see you there." "No," I said.

At night, I waited for Zhao Qingqing at the entrance of the school. After about ten minutes