Desk mate, your persona has crumbled.

The air conditioner hummed, sending in a cool breeze that dispelled the scorching heat in the classroom.

That's a good thing about No. 1 Middle School.

In the summer, the remote control is left in the classroom, and we turn on the air conditioner ourselves when we feel hot.

The temperature cannot be set below 24 degrees Celsius.

But it's already pretty good.

There is a lunch break during daylight saving time, but schools do not mandate that everyone take a lunch break.

The main idea is that you can sleep if you want, or not if you don't, as long as you don't disrupt the lunch break order.

It's actually quite easy to fall asleep with the air conditioning on in the summer.

Xu Mo dozed off for about ten minutes in the middle, then got up and continued copying notes.

Song Shuyan slept soundly for half an hour before waking up.

His drowsy appearance made him look like a kitten that had just woken up.

Before the lunch break ended, Xu Mo finally finished all his notes.

After tidying up the notes he had just copied, Xu Mo placed a pile of notebooks on Song Shuyan's desk.

"Here, all copied! Thanks!"

Song Shuyan took the notebook, but her gaze lingered on the cover.

A brand new sticky note was stuck in the center, with familiar handwriting writing in a flowing, elegant style:

[Keep it up, Song Shuyan!]

【(ง•_•)ง】

The girl's fingers tightened slightly as she gripped the notebook.

The morning light streamed through the window and fell on the sticky note, making the words "Add Oil" shine brightly.

Song Shuyan raised her eyes and looked at Xu Mo.

The boy was resting his chin on his hand and smiling at her.

A warm feeling welled up in her heart. Song Shuyan took a deep breath and picked up a pen to draw a small checkmark on a sticky note.

The bell rang crisply, signaling the end of lunch break and breaking the silence of the classroom.

The air conditioner continued to blow cool air, but the atmosphere had subtly changed.

Cheng Yuanhao stretched and started flirting with Jin Kai.

The two badgers scurried over to Xu Mo's table: "Should we give you some water?"

"Walk!"

Xu Mo stood up briskly and walked towards the back door of the classroom with his arm around Cheng Yuanhao's shoulder.

Song Shuyan watched Xu Mo get up, her gaze lingering on his back for a moment.

The boy and Cheng Yuanhao chatted and laughed, and their figures quickly disappeared through the doorway.

The girl looked away and down at the notebook that had just been returned to her.

The sticky note on the cover is particularly eye-catching.

Song Shuyan bent down, opened the compartment of her schoolbag, and took out her notebook.

She opened the notebook and carefully placed the brand-new sticky note in the middle.

Looking at the numerous pieces of paper in front of him, Song Shuyan smiled.

Xu Mo and the two badgers walked through the corridor to the toilet.

There aren't many people inside right now.

At the sink, Cheng Yuanhao filled the tub with water while leaning slightly towards Xu Mo.

"Old Mo, to be honest... Song Shuyan... is she really socially awkward?"

Cheng Yuanhao's voice still carried a hint of lingering fear.

That was out of reverence for the legends of Song Shuyan.

Cheng Yuanhao went to the same junior high school as Xu Mo and Song Shuyan, but they weren't in the same class.

He had been hearing rumors about Song Shuyan for several years.

Now you're telling me that the Iceberg guy from before was socially awkward?

Even if you believe it, it will take some time to change your mind!

Xu Mo said with certainty, "Yeah, she's severely socially anxious. She really is socially anxious, and she's prone to malfunctioning when she's socially anxious. I have to use sticky notes to talk to her."

"Post-it notes?"

Jin Kai couldn't help but chime in from the side.

"right,"

Xu Mo shook himself and packed up his tools.

"Communication is mainly through writing. She writes down her thoughts on sticky notes."

Cheng Yuanhao also packed up his things, his brows furrowed, seemingly still processing the information.

He quickly discovered the key point.

"Wait, buddy, how did you know she's socially awkward? Is this your first day sitting with her?"

"Because I have a keen eye for observation."

After Xu Mo finished speaking, he walked out of the restroom.

"You found your ass!"

The three of them turned on the tap, rinsed their fingers in unison, and then walked towards the classroom of Class 17, Grade 1.

The hustle and bustle gradually rose after the lunch break.

The corridor was full of people, but very few were leaning against the railing.

It's too hot; I can't even lean against it.

"Old Mo, did you and Song Shuyan really communicate using notes?"

"Otherwise? She wouldn't dare to speak."

Xu Mo looked towards the classroom: "It's actually quite fun, like passing notes. Hey! Speaking of which, if the teacher calls on Song Shuyan to answer a question, how does she answer? Have you ever seen it?"

During the week Xu Mo was still at school, perhaps because they weren't familiar with each other, the teachers didn't call on him much during class.

Song Shuyan had a large "1" in her student ID number, so few teachers called on her.

Cheng Yuanhao nodded and answered with certainty, "I've seen it! She was just standing there, wow! The scene was so awkward! But she didn't show any expression at all, and in the end the teacher let her sit down."

"Later, some teachers called on Song Shuyan to answer questions, but she just acted like that."

Jin Kai added, "At the time, we all thought Song Shuyan thought the question was too simple and was too lazy to explain."

Xu Mo's lips twitched.

"Please, everyone, don't be so anime-like."

Cheng Yuanhao shrugged: "But that's what everyone in the class thinks."

"Doesn't anyone think she's actually faking it?"

Xu Mo asked curiously.

After all, such behavior is indeed hard to understand.

She may be aloof, but answering the teacher's questions has absolutely nothing to do with being aloof.

To Xu Mo's surprise, Cheng Yuanhao shook his head.

"Actually, it existed at the beginning, and you probably knew a little about it back then."

Xu Mo nodded.

When school started, Song Shuyan naturally became the focus of everyone's attention. There were many people who wanted to talk to her, but they were all "scared away" by Song Shuyan.

At first, some people naturally thought that Song Shuyan was difficult to get along with and talked about her behind her back.

"But later, everyone realized that Song Shuyan wasn't targeting any one person, but was like that to everyone, so they gradually let it go."

"After all, she doesn't talk to us much and keeps to herself, so it's not a big deal."

Xu Mo raised an eyebrow.

"Does this mean you've all been manipulated by Song Shuyan?"

Cheng Yuanhao and Jin Kai were taken aback.

"Holy crap? You're actually right!"

As soon as they finished speaking, the three of them arrived at the back door of the classroom.

As soon as I opened the door, a blast of cool air from the air conditioner hit me.

The three of them shuddered in unison, feeling much better.

Back in the classroom, they tacitly stopped talking about Song Shuyan.

Xu Mo strolled over to his seat and looked at the beautiful girl who was still engrossed in reading.

The afternoon sun cast a shadow on Song Shuyan's focused profile.

A few strands of hair fell beside her fair cheeks, giving her a cool and serene air.

Song Shuyan was like a quiet and perfect porcelain vase, isolated from all the noise around her.

Such a lovely child, as beautiful as a painting, yet he has social anxiety.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Xu Mo subconsciously asked, "Aren't you sunburned standing like that?"

Song Shuyan looked up at Xu Mo.

"Why is it this question again!"

Should I nod or shake my head?

The conflicted emotions were clearly etched in Xu Mo's mind.

Xu Mo didn't urge her, but just quietly watched her, waiting for Song Shuyan's reply.

Regardless of the form of the answer.

Time seemed to stretch out for a moment.

Finally, under Xu Mo's gaze, Song Shuyan seemed to have made up her mind.

The girl's lips parted slightly, and a single syllable escaped:

"sun……"

Xu Mo raised his hand and gave Song Shuyan a thumbs up, then patted the boy in the front row.

"Excuse me, could you close the curtains?"

The boy nodded and drew the curtains.