Desk mate, your persona has crumbled.

At 5:30 a.m., Xu Mo's biological clock woke him up right on time.

With his eyes open, the boy stretched lazily on the bed and then got out of bed.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Xu Mo left the room.

When Xu Fugui heard that Xu Mo had gotten up, he immediately ran over.

The silly dog ​​circled around Xu Mo once, and then came to the door.

(Urgent!)

(I need to poop!)

"Okay, okay, stop rushing me."

After changing his shoes at the door, Xu Mo took out the leash and collar and put them on the silly dog, then put on his poop-scooping suit.

"I'll just take a stroll around the neighborhood today; I won't go outside."

With that, Xu Mo pushed open the door.

The morning air was slightly cool as Xu Mo strolled around the neighborhood with Fu Gui'er.

After the silly dog ​​finished its sanitation task, it strolled all the way to the entrance of the community, where Xu Mo grabbed it.

(Let's go out and have fun!)

"You can't go out; you'll have to stay in the neighborhood today."

Xu Mo pulled the dog back by its leash.

Xu Fugui'er was unaware that today's schedule had changed, and stubbornly insisted on sneaking out of the residential area.

In the end, Xu Mo slapped him into submission.

At 6 o'clock, the dog returned home whimpering, having not had a proper walk at all.

But Xu Mo had already completed his daily tasks.

After removing the dog's gear, Xu Mo picked up his schoolbag and went out.

Of course, I gave the dog a good pat on the head before leaving.

The feeling of grabbing a dog's cheek and shaking it up and down is so therapeutic.

On her way to school, Xu Mo bought a rice ball and specifically asked the vendor to add dried plum vegetables.

Dried plum vegetables are indispensable in Yuedu; they're so good with rice.

When Xu Mo was a child, he could eat dishes he didn't like with a bowl of dried vegetable soup.

I slowly chewed the rice ball, and when I got to the school gate, I put it in my pocket.

Once you've gotten past the watchful eyes of the teachers in the disciplinary office, you can take it out and enjoy it; it tastes even better that way.

When Xu Mo arrived at the classroom, more than half of the students in Class 17 were already there.

There were still 25 minutes left before morning self-study.

A bunch of scoundrels!

Xu Mo silently felt contempt for him.

Back in his seat, that aloof figure was already seated.

Song Shuyan sat there upright, his back ramrod straight.

The morning light cast a golden outline on her focused profile.

The girl looked down at the book in front of her, her posture upright and her face expressionless.

A socially anxious dog.

Without even a second thought, Song Shuyan was the kind of person who would go straight to school as soon as the school gate opened.

After all, opening the school gates is relatively speaking, when there are the fewest people.

Xu Mo deliberately made a soft sound when pulling out the chair.

But for Song Shuyan, who is socially anxious, even the slightest disturbance can trigger her vigilance.

(Super nervous!)

Song Shuyan quickly raised her head.

Eyes facing each other.

After recognizing who it was, the girl's taut shoulders visibly relaxed.

The initial panic subsided like the tide, replaced by a calm that came after confirming safety.

Xu Mo noticed the change in her emotions and couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing to see her looking so tense yet quickly letting her guard down.

He sat down naturally and joked:

Why are you so nervous?

Looking into Xu Mo's smiling eyes, Song Shuyan pulled out a sticky note.

The pen tip glides quickly across the paper.

Soon, a sticky note was pushed onto the corner of Xu Mo's desk:

【Good morning.】

Xu Mo's gaze swept over those three words, and the smile on his face deepened.

The boy picked up a pen and wrote a reply on a sticky note.

You've arrived very early.

Song Shuyan's answer was exactly what Xu Mo had expected.

There are fewer people in the morning.

"That's true, now only the senior high school students are coming earlier."

As Xu Mo spoke, he hung up his schoolbag and took a bite of his rice ball. The salty aroma of dried plum vegetables filled the classroom in the early morning.

"I can't get here this early anyway, I have to walk the dog, that silly dog ​​you saw last time."

He was about to continue complaining about his silly dog's stubbornness that morning when his gaze inadvertently caught Song Shuyan's eyes.

The girl looked at the rice ball in his hand.

Xu Mo swallowed the food in his mouth and asked casually, "Didn't you have breakfast?"

Song Shuyan shook his head, took out a sticky note and a pen, and began to write.

【have eaten.】

[I just haven't eaten rice balls in a long time.]

Xu Mo blinked, looking at the words on the sticky note, then at Song Shuyan's calm face.

"Isn't it great to eat at home? It's so healthier. And your parents will even get up specially to make you breakfast. Unlike my parents, they can't get up at this time at all, and I have to go out and buy it myself after walking the dog."

"How wonderful it is to have someone make you a hot breakfast; I'm just grabbing a bite to get by."

After saying that, Xu Mo took another big bite of the rice ball.

(I want to eat.)

Xu Mo paused in his chewing motion and looked at Song Shuyan with a helpless expression.

Is this socially awkward girl also a hidden foodie?

But when Xu Mo's gaze fell on Song Shuyan's face, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

How could Song Shuyan possibly be a foodie?

She can eat the dishes she doesn't like in the cafeteria.

Having gone to the same junior high school as her, I should know very well how terrible the food in the junior high school cafeteria was.

She just... has had too little contact with the outside world.

For Song Shuyan, many things that Xu Mo had long taken for granted, such as this ordinary rice ball, might represent a novel experience.

She had been trapped in her own social anxiety barrier for too long.

So much so that these things, which are commonplace for ordinary students, take on a different kind of aura in her.

Xu Mo looked at Song Shuyan, put down the rice ball, and picked up a pen.

If you want one, I can bring you one tomorrow.

Upon seeing Xu Mo's words, Song Shuyan's eyes lit up.

The girl quickly wrote down her thoughts.

【OK! 】

After Song Shuyan agreed, Xu Mo asked, "What would you like to eat?"

Eyes facing each other.

Song Shuyan blinked.

Oh right, what do I want to eat?

Thinking of this, Song Shuyan's attention was unconsciously drawn to the rice ball in Xu Mo's hand.

Dried vegetables, fried dough sticks, pork floss...

Ah-xi, I don't like eating pork floss.

While Song Shuyan was struggling with her decision, Xu Mo had already picked up a pen and a sticky note.

"Here, see what you'd like to eat and order."

The sticky note listed the side dishes from the rice ball stall that Xu Mo frequented.

Ordering food again.

Song Shuyan looked at the small sticky note and a smile appeared on her face.

(happy.)

Picking up a pen, Song Shuyan lightly swiped across the list of side dishes above the sticky note, seemingly deep in thought.

Soon, the girl's pen fell to the ground.

Dried vegetables, tick the box.

Tick ​​the "youtiao" (fried dough sticks).

Tenderloin, tick the box.

Check the box! Check the box! Check the box!

Song Shuyan simply ticked a few boxes and then pushed the sticky note in front of Xu Mo.

Xu Mo stared blankly at the list of side dishes marked on the sticky notes.

Wow, you can really eat!

Facing Xu Mo, Song Shuyan blinked.

Clearly, the young woman had no idea how much of a challenge the quantity she ordered was for both the stall owner and herself.

The stall owner has to consider whether he can fit the food in the container, while she has to consider whether she can eat it all.

"Black rice or white rice?"

Xu Mo rewrote the two options on the sticky note.

Song Shuyan simply picked up the white rice.

Of course, this does not mean that Song Shuyan does not like to eat black rice.

After all, you can only choose one at a time.