Xiao Heqing felt overwhelmed by the unexpected favor, but upon hearing Lin Zhengran say "Come here" again, she quickly walked over to him. She turned her back to him first, letting him blow-dry the back of her hair.
Xiao Heqing kept her small hands nervously clasped in front of her. The warm air from the hairdryer felt comforting. Occasionally, she would sneak a peek through the mirror at Lin Zhengran, who was earnestly drying her hair, and a blush crept up her cheeks.
"How tall are you now? You seem to have grown a bit since last year," Lin Zhengran asked casually.
"One meter fifty-seven!" Xiao Heqing replied in a soft, sweet voice. "I just measured myself a few days ago. But it feels like I've been growing really slowly since last year. I feel a bit short. It would be great if I could reach one meter sixty-five." She added in a quiet mutter, "Wenwen is already one sixty-three."
