Desk mate, your persona has crumbled.

The camping trip was finally scheduled for the 3rd.

Xu Mo had no objection to this, and had even started thinking about what to do while camping.

After all, the decision has already been made, and there's nothing wrong with it.

It's nice to be able to spend one more day with Song Shuyan.

Xu Mo suddenly stopped writing.

"Am I... already starting to look forward to things with Song Shuyan?"

The boy blushed and quickly shook his head.

"No, no, this is supposed to be a pure friendship, how can it turn sour!"

"I'm only a high school freshman, what am I talking about dating! Do your homework!"

The boy muttered to himself, refocusing his attention on his National Day homework.

Xu Mo looked up at the computer screen and quickly sent a message in the group chat.

Homework Helper

Xu Mo: [Geography! Geography! Have you finished your geography homework yet?!]

Cheng Yuanhao: [Are you done with your math yet?! I'm waiting for your math lesson!]

Xu Mo: [I posted it last night! Are you blind?!]

My brothers risked their lives for me, and I'll risk my life for them in return: [Exactly! Hao-ge didn't contact me all night; he must be busy.]

Cheng Yuanhao: [Jin Kai! You damn well changed your Thunder nickname!]

Jin Kai: [Mind your own business!]

Du Qingsong: [Cheng Yuanhao, you're no better than him!]

Upon seeing this, Xu Mo curiously clicked on Cheng Yuanhao's profile picture, and then his lips twitched.

Reincarnated as a Terracotta Warrior, because defending the victory is very important.

It seems that Brother Hao really likes Chong.

Wait, doesn't he have a girlfriend?!

Tsk.

Xu Mo felt as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

Xu Mo: [Cheng Yuanhao, you deserve to die!]

Cheng Yuanhao: [?]

After chatting for a while, the geography homework was uploaded, and Xu Mo stopped talking.

Start copying!

Is the purpose of creating a homework help platform to supervise learning?

just kidding.

But copying homework will still happen.

Xu Moku copied the homework quickly, finishing one test paper after another in no time.

As for Song Shuyan, she definitely wouldn't copy homework.

The pretty girl's choice is definitely to do her homework herself.

For Song Shuyan, this amount of homework was nothing.

She probably does far more homework to pass the time than this.

Xu Mo had every reason to believe it.

Song Shuyan was able to finish all her homework in two days.

So, the first day of National Day was spent copying homework.

As for the second day, that's definitely for preparing camping gear.

The two mothers discussed it and decided to take food, fruit, and drinks at the same time.

After finishing copying the homework, Xu Mo watched his mother preparing the ingredients and pursed his lips.

"Mom, we're camping, not having a picnic."

"Oh, what do you know? We have a lot of people this time, and besides, it's not like it's anything too troublesome."

"You're already preparing to marinate and grill meat, and you've made so many skewers. What if my dad catches a fish and then makes grilled fish too?"

"Shut up, shut up."

"Okay."

The next day, the sun shone brightly.

Xu Mo was forced to work like a donkey at a very young age.

Of course, Ms. Fang Yi got up even earlier.

I only cut the roast meat yesterday, I need to marinate it this morning.

I helped my mom pack everything up, and then I followed my dad to move everything into the car.

Looking at the box in the trunk, Xu Mo didn't know what to say for a moment.

"mom……"

Ms. Fang Yi silenced Xu Mo with just one sentence.

"I prepared this for Song Shuyan."

"My mom is so thoughtful."

At this moment, Song Shuyan is at home.

A beautiful girl stood in front of the wardrobe, her fingertips tracing the clothes hanging there.

I don't know what to wear.

"Knock knock".

A knock came at the door.

"Yan Yan, can Mommy come in?"

"Okay," Song Shuyan replied, turning his head.

Yang Muyun pushed open the door and entered, immediately noticing her daughter staring blankly at the wardrobe.

She took a few steps closer, her gaze sweeping over the wardrobe, a gentle smile spreading across her lips: "What's wrong? Can't find anything to wear?"

Song Shuyan gave a soft "hmm".

I've never been camping.

The smile in Yang Muyun's eyes deepened.

She knew Song Shuyan all too well.

When Song Shuyan went out in the past, when did he ever think about what to wear?

I've always worn simple trousers and a top.

Yang Muyun didn't point it out, but instead asked with a smile:

"How about trying on a skirt? It seems like it's been a long time since I've worn one."

Song Shuyan's gaze lingered on the several dresses hanging in the closet.

The girl suddenly imagined what Xu Mo's expression would be if he saw her wearing a skirt.

Would he be surprised? Would he like it?

This idea subtly stirred a little warmth in her ears.

She took a soft breath, as if she had made up her mind.

"Give it a try."

Yang Muyun caught a fleeting blush on her daughter's face and understood.

She walked to the wardrobe, looked at it carefully, and quickly picked out a beige dress that reached her calves, simple and elegant.

The skirt has natural folds, making it both comfortable and not too casual.

"How about this one?"

Yang Muyun took out the skirt and held it up against Song Shuyan.

"It might be a bit chilly by the river, so wear a light jacket."

As she spoke, she took a cardigan from the side.

Song Shuyan looked at the dress and cardigan in her mother's hands, imagining what they would look like on her, and then thought about Xu Mo's reaction.

That little bit of anticipation outweighed the hesitation about the unfamiliar outfit.

"Okay, sure."

She readily agreed and took the clothes from her mother's hands.

The girl changed out of her pajamas and put on the dress.

The fabric clung to her body, and the hem of her skirt drew a light arc with her movements.

Putting on that cardigan instantly added a touch of gentleness.

The girl in the mirror has shed her usual aloofness and become more gentle.

Yang Muyun stood aside, watching her daughter's appearance after changing clothes, her eyes full of smiles.

"She looks so beautiful. Yan Yan looks so different in a dress."

She stepped forward and straightened her daughter's cuffs.

"Alright, let's get ready to go."

"Um!"

After the mother and daughter left the room, Song Yunzhou subconsciously glanced over upon hearing the noise.

That glance froze him instantly.

Wait, my sister, who has absolutely no interest in dressing up, is actually wearing a dress?!

A huge sense of relief suddenly surged into Song Yunzhou's heart, and his nose even felt a little sore.

Has my little princess finally agreed to change her style?

This is absolutely amazing!

However, this sense of relief lasted for less than a second.

Immediately afterwards, a complex mix of emotions overwhelmed him.

As his elder brother, he knew Song Shuyan all too well.

She has social anxiety, is shy around strangers, and instinctively avoids crowded places.

Based on her previous personality, she would only think about wearing the least eye-catching clothes and shrinking herself away.

The reason I wore a skirt could absolutely not be because of this family camping trip!

Xu Mo.

Only that brat!

She wanted to see Xu Mo!

Song Shuyan walked up to Song Yunzhou, looked up at him, and asked, "Brother, is it pretty?"

Song Yunzhou paused, glanced at his younger sister, and nodded:

"Beautiful, exceptionally beautiful."

He forced a smile and even reached out to rub Song Shuyan's head.

But when Song Shuyan turned around, the smile on his face instantly vanished.

Xu Mo, right? Okay, very good!

I'd like to see what kind of bastard you are!

At that moment, in the underground parking garage, Xu Mo was stuffing an insulated box into the trunk of his SUV when he suddenly sneezed loudly without warning.

"Achoo—!"

"Hiss... Who's talking about me behind my back? Someone's trying to harm me!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he received a light but not heavy blow to the head.

"Ouch!"

Xu Mo shrank his neck.

Fang Yi withdrew her hand: "Hurry up and get in the car, little emperor!"

"Your subject obeys the decree!"

Fang Yi ignored his banter and got into the passenger seat.

Xu Mo quickly climbed into the back seat.