Near the second Chinese hour, seeking pink.
...
The latter half of her sentence, Lian Manman did not say outright, but the meaning she wanted to convey was already quite clear.
Lian Duoduo looked at Lian Manman's somewhat dazed expression and laughed.
"You wouldn't understand," Lian Duoduo said with a tone that seemed somewhat airy.
Lian Manman had of course also seen Lian Duoduo's smile. It was when she was very young in her past life, from time to time, those girls who matured earlier than her, some of whom had boyfriends quite early. These girls would usually gather together, whispering to one another, showing disdain for the somewhat dazed girls like Lian Manman. Lian Duoduo's smile was one of superiority, that of a girl who believed she understood the ways of the world, looking down on an ignorant "silly girl."
Lian Manman held her forehead.