Desk mate, your persona has crumbled.

Lunch break goes by in a flash.

But for the entire afternoon of class, probably because of shyness, Song Shuyan didn't interact with Xu Mo much.

Xu Mo didn't seem to have any particular feeling about this.

Song Shuyan was not a man of many words.

However, this is bad news for the group of mischievous kids in Class 17, who won't get to see the gossip.

There was absolutely no sign of Xu Mo and Song Shuyan communicating!

Why?

Didn't you all eat together? And walk together too!

Why is there nothing there when I get to the classroom?

However, when they finished their meal, they were pleasantly surprised to smell the fresh fragrance of the melon patch.

But it was just a wisp.

Xu Mo and Song Shuyan were still eating together.

But there were too many people in the cafeteria, and it was impossible to sit together.

So by the time evening self-study started, no one was paying attention to whether Xu Mo and Song Shuyan were dating anymore.

Many people have even begun to admire Xu Mo silently.

"Being with such an aloof and cold school beauty must be incredibly stressful."

"Yeah, they walk together every day. I'm envious, but if it were me, I definitely wouldn't dare."

The students watched Xu Mo doing his homework, and then compared him to Song Shuyan, who was so quiet he seemed not to exist. They couldn't help but exchange a knowing glance.

His eyes held a complex mix of emotions: "It's really not easy," "sympathy," "Xu Mo is really brave," and "thankfully it wasn't me."

"well……"

Someone sighed silently in their heart.

Xu Mo himself was completely unaware of this.

He had just finished his homework for the day, and was in a good mood, even twirling his pen with a touch of pleasure.

He was completely oblivious to the pervasive emotions in the air.

He felt that his homework efficiency tonight was pretty good.

After finishing his homework, Xu Mo subconsciously looked at Song Shuyan.

The pretty girl had already finished her homework and was now reading a book.

Xu Mo discovered that Song Shuyan really loved reading.

She can spend a long time reading even a simple Chinese textbook.

That makes sense, given her personality; all she can do at school is read books and such.

Thinking about this, Xu Mo suddenly realized a problem.

This girl's reading volume is probably quite astonishing.

……

"Ring ring—!!!"

The bell rang, signaling the end of evening self-study, shattering the silence of the classroom.

School's out!

"We're liberated! Let's go!"

"Hurry up! It's the cafeteria's late-night snack!"

The once quiet classroom instantly came alive.

The shouts of the teenagers mingled together, filled with youthful restlessness and excitement.

Cheng Yuanhao practically launched himself off the ground, grabbing his already packed schoolbag in one swift motion.

"Kai! Lao Mo! You're leaving first!"

The boy rushed out of the classroom like a gust of wind, passing Xu Mo's seat.

As she passed by Xu Mo, she couldn't help but wink at him.

"See you tomorrow!"

Other students also got up in twos and threes.

Others were leisurely tidying up their stationery.

Xu Mo calmly packed his schoolbag and then looked at Song Shuyan beside him.

The girl seemed to notice his gaze and turned to look at him.

Their eyes met briefly in the air.

Song Shuyan blinked, then her eyes suddenly widened.

"Xu Mo is waiting for me to go together!"

She forgot about it because of her lunch break.

Song Shuyan quickly looked away, as if that brief eye contact had never happened.

But her actions became more defined.

The girl deftly gathered her books and stuffed them into her schoolbag.

This might be the fastest Song Shuyan has ever packed her things since starting school.

The girl quickly zipped up the bag and then put it on her back.

Seeing that Song Shuyan was ready, Xu Mo didn't delay any longer.

Let's go!

The boy stood up and left his seat.

Song Shuyan stood up and quietly followed Xu Mo a step behind.

Just like yesterday, the two blended into the crowd of students leaving school and slowly walked to the school gate with the flow of people.

Amidst the clamor of voices, Xu Mo's gaze swept across the group of waiting parents and almost immediately locked onto that familiar figure.

Song Jianghuai was standing in a conspicuous place, and that familiar sense of vigilance was once again clearly transmitted to Xu Mo's mind.

He grinned even though he didn't yawn today.

"Look, your dad's over there."

Xu Mo raised his chin towards Song Jianghuai and spoke casually to Song Shuyan beside him.

Song Shuyan followed his gaze and indeed saw her father.

However, a question also arose in the girl's mind.

Why did Xu Mo find my dad so quickly?

Xu Mo did not allow Song Shuyan to ponder this issue for too long.

"Okay, I'll be going now."

The boy waved casually at her.

See you at school tomorrow.

After saying that, Xu Mo turned and walked outside.

However, he stopped after taking only a couple of steps.

The boy turned around and smiled at her, saying, "Remember not to eat breakfast tomorrow! Otherwise, you won't be able to eat!"

Song Shuyan looked at Xu Mo, her lips moving slightly:

"Um."

Xu Mo didn't say anything more and turned to blend into the crowd of students leaving school.

Song Shuyan's gaze followed the boy's tall and straight back as he nimbly weaved through the crowd before disappearing from sight.

Song Shuyan slowly withdrew her gaze and quietly walked towards her father.

Song Jianghuai's gaze lingered on the figure disappearing into the crowd as he looked at his daughter.

The old father was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

What kind of magic does this kid possess?

How can I make my daughter show such focused emotion?

When Song Shuyan walked up to him, Song Jianghuai's complex emotions disappeared, and he revealed a perfectly natural smile.

Song Jianghuai took his daughter's schoolbag: "Yanyan, were you tired at school today?"

Song Shuyan shook his head.

The two got into the car and headed home in silence.

As soon as she arrived home, Song Shuyan went straight to her mother.

"Mother."

Yang Muyun looked at her daughter: "What's wrong?"

"You don't need to make me breakfast tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Song Jianghuai, who was putting down his schoolbag, immediately turned around and blurted out:

"Hmm? What did you have for breakfast?"

Both parents' eyes were focused on Song Shuyan.

The girl pursed her lips, her fingers unconsciously gripping the hem of her clothes.

But when that name was mentioned, a glimmer of light appeared in Song Shuyan's eyes:

"Xu Mo said he'll bring me rice balls tomorrow."

……

Moonlight streamed through the thin curtains, casting a soft, hazy glow inside the room.

The room was quiet, with only the faint sound of the air conditioner running.

Yang Muyun turned to the side and looked at her husband beside her.

Yang Muyun gently stroked his furrowed brow with her fingers.

"Are you still thinking about Yan Yan?"

Song Jianghuai sighed: "Yeah. You heard it too, now he doesn't even eat breakfast at home anymore."

He paused, his tone carrying the complex emotions of an elderly father:

"They've only known each other for two days, right? Yan Yan is already practically dependent on him. That's too fast!"

Yang Muyun smiled and leaned closer to her husband:

"Fast? I think it's a good thing."

Song Jianghuai turned his head to look at her.

A mother's tenderness shone in Yang Muyun's eyes.

"Although it's a bit fast, at least Yan Yan is willing and happy. For me, that's enough."