Desk mate, your persona has crumbled.

Xu Mo looked at the neat handwriting on the sticky note, then glanced at Song Shuyan, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

He seems to have found the right way to approach a cool and aloof girl.

Here, Xu Mo picked up his pen again, quickly wrote a few words on a sticky note, and then gently pushed it in front of Song Shuyan.

It's a pleasure to meet you, Song Shuyan.

Song Shuyan looked at the words in front of her.

Are you happy to get to know me?

The girl blinked rapidly, and the light in her eyes brightened slightly.

(happy!)

Upon noticing the change in Song Shuyan's emotions, Xu Mo suddenly felt a sense of surprise and delight.

This is similar to opening a hidden item from a blind box.

But why is there no expression on your face at all?

Under Xu Mo's gaze, the girl picked up a pen and wrote down her thoughts in neat handwriting.

It's a pleasure to meet you, Xu Mo.

As Song Shuyan put down her pen, she looked up and saw Xu Mo staring at her.

In an instant, Song Shuyan's mood changed.

(Super nervous!)

I feel nervous when people are watching me, and I feel afraid when someone talks to me.

Xu Mo looked at the aloof face in front of him and felt it was outrageous.

Young lady, this will cause you a lot of trouble later.

Xu Mo quickly tore off a new sticky note and scribbled a line of words on it.

We're friends now, right?

Song Shuyan looked at the newly handed sticky note.

The girl's gaze immediately fell on the word "friend" on the sticky note.

friend?

The next second, the girl's long eyelashes trembled, and she slowly raised her head to look at Xu Mo.

His face remained expressionless.

(I'm terrified!)

No, what are you afraid of!

Xu Mo was out of ideas.

Since yesterday, he has been suspecting that Song Shuyan might not be aloof at all.

It's confirmed now: she has social anxiety!

From childhood to adulthood, everyone thought Song Shuyan was too aloof, but little did they know she was socially anxious.

He's also a severe social phobic!

But the key question is, whose social anxiety is like this?!

Xu Mo scratched his head, somewhat unsure of what to do.

Seeing Xu Mo scratching his head in frustration, Song Shuyan felt as if a small hole had been quietly chipped into the high wall of "social anxiety" in her heart.

"It's alright, Song Shuyan, it's alright!"

"It's fine!"

"Just say yes!"

The girl took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

Then, under Xu Mo's gaze, she picked up the pen on the table again.

The pen tip hovered above the sticky note, trembled slightly for a moment, and finally fell down.

She didn't write anything, but simply put a small checkmark next to the sentence Xu Mo had written.

【√】

Xu Mo looked at the checkmark that seemed like an annotation, and then at Song Shuyan's still expressionless and cold face.

(Super nervous!)

The boy's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Damn, this is so cute!

Why did she think of responding with a checkmark?

"cough!"

Xu Mo cleared his throat to calm himself down.

Then, a sudden silence fell between the two of them.

Xu Mo felt like he was drenched in sweat.

No, have we already run out of things to talk about?

Song Shuyan stared blankly at Xu Mo.

For her, there didn't seem to be anything embarrassing about the situation.

Just then, a hand suddenly landed on Xu Mo's shoulder.

Xu Mo looked up and saw Cheng Yuanhao's face come into view.

"Hao, do you know that from this angle, you look a bit like an idiot?"

The next second, Cheng Yuanhao grabbed Xu Mo by the armpit.

"Come out with me for a moment, I have something to ask you."

"Hey! Hey! What are you doing!"

Song Shuyan stared blankly as Xu Mo was dragged out by Cheng Yuanhao.

Only after the two disappeared from sight did Song Shuyan look down at the sticky note on the table.

We're friends now, right?

【√】

friend.

For some reason, a surge of joy suddenly welled up in Song Shuyan's heart.

The girl's fingertips landed on the sticky note, and she gently tore it off the table.

She took a black book out of her bag and then stuck a sticky note on the last page of the book.

After finishing this task, Song Shuyan secretly peeked at the back door of the classroom.

Finding that Xu Mo had not returned yet, she turned her attention to the sticky notes on Xu Mo's desk.

Song Shuyan reached out and quietly took the sticky note.

The girl looked at the sticky note showing their first interaction.

My name is Xu Mo.

My name is Song Shuyan.

Song Shuyan gently bit her lip, and a soft sound escaped from the girl's throat, forming the boy's name.

"Xu Mo".

At this moment, at the back door of the classroom.

Cheng Yuanhao slammed Xu Mo against the wall and stared at him with his eyes wide open.

"Tell me honestly, what were you doing there with Song Shuyan!"

"Write a little note."

Xu Mo sensed the gossipy mood emanating from Cheng Yuanhao and naturally knew what his little brother was up to.

After all, it would be quite a feat for anyone to get the school beauty of Yuedu No.1 Middle School to pay attention to him, no matter who it was.

"Did Song Shuyan reply to you?"

Cheng Yuanhao's seemingly incredulous tone actually revealed an eagerness.

I can't wait to see what happens!

Xu Mo nodded: "Yeah, what's up?"

"Why should I?"

Cheng Yuanhao pressed further, "What did she reply to you?"

"Hello there."

"what?"

"ah."

"this one?"

"A branding iron is just a polite greeting. If you write it to her, she'll reply. What do you think I'd write? A love letter?"

Xu Mo reached out and touched Cheng Yuanhao's forehead, clicking his tongue softly.

"It's not burnt out, is it?"

Cheng Yuanhao slapped Xu Mo's hand away: "Get out, get out, you're the one who's burned."

"Is there anything else? I haven't been to class for a week, I need to catch up."

Cheng Yuanhao looked at Xu Mo with a skeptical expression: "Really not a love letter?"

"Go to the infirmary to have your temperature taken."

Xu Mo rolled his eyes at Cheng Yuanhao, then turned and walked towards the classroom.

Cheng Yuanhao watched Xu Mo's retreating figure and reached out to touch his forehead.

Just then, Cheng Yuanhao saw Xu Mo suddenly turn his head.

The boy flung his hand, which was covering his forehead, aside.

"Thump!"

A loud sound rang out.

"Aww!"

Cheng Yuanhao let out a loud howl.

Xu Mo looked at Cheng Yuanhao squatting on the ground and felt pleased.

Sandy child.

As Xu Mo strolled back to his seat, he immediately noticed that the sticky notes on the table were missing.

He turned to look at his deskmate.

Song Shuyan sat upright, his face showing no sign of weakness.

But in my heart...

(happy!)

It's clear that the girl isn't unwilling to communicate; it's just that her social anxiety is a bit too severe.

In addition, Song Shuyan's expression hardly changes when she is socially anxious, which leads others to think that she is so aloof that she doesn't want to talk to people.

In fact, she was terrified.

But at least it's a good start.

Xu Mo raised an eyebrow.

It seems that my high school life, at least my first year, won't be boring.

The boy sat down and moved slightly closer to Song Shuyan.

"Song Shuyan, I haven't been to school for a week. Can I borrow your notes to copy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Mo's lips twitched.

(I'm terrified!)

Well, it's back to the old ways again.