"Iāve given you all of me already, what else do you want?" Jane Sampson looked up at James Black, kicking the small stone at her foot side with a face of grievance and innocence, "I have no money, Iām so poor, I canāt afford anything."
"Take your time thinking, Iāll wait slowly too." James Black rubbed her head, "Those cards for the past holidays, when are you planning to make it up to me?"
"Is this the real reason you wanted to take me for a walk tonight?" Romance lasts no more than three seconds, Jane Sampson pouted, "Iāll make it up to you when we get back."
"As an adult, you need to keep your promises, so Jane Sampson, you have no reason not to be happy." James Black felt there was nothing wrong with asking.
Those overdue cards that havenāt been received yet, they are deserved by him.
"James Black, we both received nine-year compulsory education, how come youāre so excellent?" Jane Sampson rolled her eyes.
Not a single word of sweet talk has been learned.
Thereās not even a hint of wisdom the day after tomorrow.
So frustrating.
Too annoying!
"From the sound of it, that doesnāt seem like a compliment," James Black frowned, "What do you mean?"
"Iām praising your excellence~" Jane Sampson giggled, "Itās good if you donāt understand because itās new vocabulary."
"If you werenāt smiling so slyly, I might have believed it." James Black snorted; though he didnāt understand, he didnāt plan to ask questions endlessly.
"Youāre heading into the film crew the day after tomorrow." James Black asked, "How well do you know the script?"
"It wonāt delay filming." Jane Sampson nodded, satisfied with her memory, yet she couldnāt help but glance at James Black again, knowing she had to leave the day after tomorrow.
"Sister Bell said, the director said, your scenes might wrap up filming estimate in one week, so the day after tomorrow, Iāll go with you." James Black said, "I have a holiday, but after finishing this holiday, for the next two years, there might not be any holidays."
Jane Sampson was really overjoyed and then saddened.
"This time Iāll go with you, later, when you have free time, be proactive and come to the guard team to accompany me." James Black held Jane Sampsonās hand and continued walking forward.
"Whether I go to the guard team to keep you company depends on whether youāll treat me well recently!" Jane Sampson immediately changed to a smug smile.
"What counts as treating you well?" James Black knew what Jane Sampson would answer but still wanted to tease her, hearing her speak with that boastful tone of a villain.
"Buy me milk tea, buy me chocolate, buy me dessert, buy me fried chicken, buy me double-layer milk curd, buy me..." Jane Sampson counted earnestly on her fingers.
"How about buying you a daydream?" James Black pinched Jane Sampsonās nose, "There are quite a few demands, so youāll need to have a good dream tonight."
Jane Sampson reached out and hit James Black, hitting him twice. Seeing his eyelid didnāt twitch a bit, she suddenly laughed, "Are you so thick-skinned that you canāt feel pain?"
"Itās your strength thatās small, like tickling." James Black dismissed, "Thin arms and lower legs, when you wrap up filming, Iāll train you well."
Jane Sampson made a funny face at James Black, pushed him away, turned, and ran back.
"Iām hungry all over again, not walking anymore, Iām going back! You walk slowly by yourself, bye-bye~" Leaving behind one sentence and a laugh carried by the wind, Jane Sampsonās voice gradually vanished from James Blackās sight.