Desk mate, your persona has crumbled.

Song Shuyan sat at her desk with a black notebook open in front of her.

Under the lamplight, the girl held a pen and wrote down her simple thoughts on the page.

I went to school with Xu Mo today.

I was actually quite nervous, but I calmed down as I walked after we set off.

We had steamed buns together for breakfast. I tried six different flavors, and they were all delicious!

[While Xu Mo was sleeping this morning, Cheng Yuanhao and Jin Kai secretly took a picture of him. Actually, I wanted to take a picture with Xu Mo too.]

The music teacher plays the piano beautifully.

We sneaked out that night and bought some fried skewers.

Cheng Yuanhao shared a lot of Coke with me; he's a good person.

[But next time you should bring it to the cafeteria; Teacher Tang said not to eat it in the classroom because it smells too strong.]

When school ended that evening, Xu Mo suggested we have a late-night snack together the next day, and even let me choose which one to eat.

He said this was an important step in overcoming social anxiety.

I remember Xu Mo saying he liked fried noodles, so I wanted to try some too.

Going to school with Xu Mo feels different from riding in my dad's car.

Song Shuyan put down his pen and looked at the still-wet ink on the paper.

The girl reached out, gently closed the notebook, and placed it into her schoolbag.

She leaned back in her chair, her gaze fixed on the view outside the window.

The moonlight illuminated the high-rise buildings in the community.

Song Shuyan couldn't help but think about tomorrow morning.

Tomorrow, she will go to school with Xu Mo again.

She had no idea what Xu Mo would recommend for breakfast on the way, nor did she know what interesting things would happen once she arrived at school.

And what does stir-fried rice noodles taste like after school?

Of course, the most important thing is what she should say when she goes downstairs to see Xu Mo tomorrow.

Song Shuyan felt her face burning.

I can't think about it anymore, it's time to sleep.

The girl walked to the bedside, turned off the light, then lay down on the bed and covered herself with the blanket.

"Good night."

After muttering something to himself, seemingly to no one in particular, Song Shuyan closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Meanwhile, at the other end of the residential area, Xu Mo was still awake.

The boy was sitting on the bed, leaning against the headboard, holding a mobile phone in his hand.

Xu Mo stared at the chat box in front of him, hesitating whether to send something or not, but he didn't know what to say.

Would it be too abrupt to just say goodnight?

Then let me ask if you're asleep?

But why ask this so late? If you're not asleep, is it just to say goodnight?

And is Song Shuyan already asleep?

I'm so conflicted!

For the first time, Xu Mo realized that chatting with people was such a difficult thing.

It must be because of Song Shuyan.

"Never mind, I'll just go to sleep."

Xu Mo finally decided to stop worrying about it, put down her phone, turned off the lights, and went to sleep.

The lights in the room dimmed, and for a moment only the boy's breathing could be heard.

However, a moment later, a rustling sound came from the bed, and then a light shone on.

Xu Mo squinted slightly, his fingers tapping on the screen.

I'll be waiting for you downstairs at the same time tomorrow. Goodnight.

Once you've finished writing, send it.

Xu Mo immediately turned off his phone screen.

The boy slowly lay down on the bed, his eyes open in the darkness.

I can't see anything, but my heart is in turmoil.

"She should be asleep by now."

It's been so long since I've replied.

Xu Mo slowly exhaled and closed his eyes.

By the time Song Shuyan saw the message, it was already the next morning.

Song Shuyan was stunned when she saw the message from Xu Mo.

The girl suddenly realized a problem.

She has Xu Mo's WeChat.

Looking at her phone, Song Shuyan took a deep breath.

Replying with "goodnight" now is obviously a bit inappropriate.

and so……

Song Shuyan moved her phone to the screen and started typing.

I fell asleep yesterday, see you later.

After sending the message, Song Shuyan's face flushed slightly.

To Song Shuyan's surprise, Xu Mo replied very quickly.

It's okay, see you later.

This can be considered an agreement.

Putting down her phone, the girl got out of bed and headed to the bathroom.

The sound of rushing water filled the air. Song Shuyan scooped up some cool water and splashed it on her face, trying to dispel the lingering sleepiness and the inexplicable heat.

Looking at herself in the mirror, the thought of going downstairs to see Xu Mo soon made her heart beat faster involuntarily.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Song Shuyan had a thought:

"When you see him later, should you say good morning?"

This simple idea made her feel a little nervous.

Previously, Xu Mo was always the one to speak first, or there was simply no communication at all.

Taking the initiative to say hello, even something as simple as that, required courage for her.

She remembered what Xu Mo had said on her way home from school yesterday.

This is also an important step in overcoming social anxiety.

The girl took a deep breath and spoke softly to her still hesitant self in the mirror.

"Song Shuyan, you can do it!"

Inside the elevator, Song Jianghuai looked at his daughter beside him.

Although Song Shuyan's face showed no change, Song Jianghuai could still tell something.

Song Shuyan was looking forward to it.

It wasn't that I was looking forward to going to school, but rather that I was looking forward to going to school with that brat.

The elderly father was somewhat helpless.

If it weren't for his daughter's social anxiety, he would have really wanted to give that brat a good beating.

Why should I?!

The elevator doors slowly opened, and Song Shuyan stepped out.

The cool morning air rushed towards her, and she immediately spotted the familiar figure at the entrance of the apartment building.

Xu Mo was standing in the morning light, smiling and waving at her.

The boy's brows relaxed, but he suddenly froze the next second.

Behind Song Shuyan, Song Jianghuai's tall figure followed closely behind.

Xu Mo stood up straight almost reflexively, his smile instantly vanishing, and he reverted to a proper and respectful demeanor.

Song Shuyan and her father walked side by side to the entrance of the apartment building.

Song Jianghuai's gaze fell on Xu Mo, his lips moved slightly, as if he was about to ask or give some instructions.

"Xu Mo, good morning."

The girl's voice rang out first.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for everyone present to hear clearly.

For a moment, Xu Mo and Song Jianghuai both looked at the girl in front of them in surprise.

The girl's face no longer held its usual aloofness, but instead carried a slight smile.

At this moment, Song Shuyan suddenly realized that the atmosphere in the room was a little strange.

Why are Dad and Xu Mo both looking at her?

The girl was instantly stunned.

The cool morning breeze brushed past my ears, but it couldn't suppress the sudden surge of heat.

"cough!"

Xu Mo snapped back to reality and quickly said to Song Jianghuai, "Uncle! It's getting late, let's go to school first!"

The boy spoke so fast it was as if he was answering a question, and he even subtly waved his hand, signaling Song Shuyan to hurry up.

This action startled the dazed girl.

Song Shuyan also quickly turned to his father:

"Dad, I'm going to school!"

Her voice trembled with a hint of panic, but her feet instinctively followed Xu Mo.

Song Jianghuai stood there, watching his daughter and Xu Mo's retreating figures.

The old father's gaze followed the two young figures as they walked further and further away, a complex emotion welling up in his heart.

Song Shuyan, it's been such a long, long time since I've taken the initiative to talk to someone like this.