Desk mate, your persona has crumbled.

At 9:30 a.m., the car leisurely drove out of the underground parking garage of the residential area.

Anyway, according to Lao Xu, no one usually goes there, so it doesn't matter if it's a little late.

The reason everyone is so relaxed is entirely due to their complete trust in Lao Xu.

Xu Mo's family arrived at the park first.

Xu Mo loaded all his things onto the campervan, then pulled the vehicle toward the park.

After walking a few steps, Xu Mo quietly retreated behind Old Xu.

He didn't know the area.

It's a 3-minute walk from the park entrance to the campsite.

The straight-line distance isn't actually that far, but there's just too much stuff, so you have to take a winding, circuitous route to get there.

Once they arrived at the location, Xu Mo finally understood why Lao Xu had said it was a good spot.

This is right where the Huanjiang River flows into the Huai River; the usual campsites are on the other side of the confluence.

It happened to be a lawn below a villa area.

With willows swaying gently, it's very comfortable to set up a tent under the canopy.

But Old Xu's place could even be considered to be in the middle of the river.

It is a small island facing the confluence of the Huanjiang River.

Next to it is the bay where the sightseeing boats of the scenic area are moored, and just around the corner is the river.

But I must say...

Aside from the slight inconvenience of moving things over, this place is really great.

And there really was no one there.

Even the fishermen were on the riverbank.

Most importantly, parking is free.

Xu Mo laboriously carried the things onto the small island by the river, and then set up the table and chairs.

There's no need to build a canopy, because there are trees overhead.

A pile of leaves completely covered the area underneath, making it impossible for any light to pass through.

Just as Xu Mo finished arranging everything, he turned around and saw that Old Xu had already swung the rod once.

Xu Mo was immediately furious.

"Xu Changcheng! Come and get some work done! I told you to come fishing!"

Fang Yi watched as Xu Mo strode forward and snatched the fishing rod from Old Xu.

"Do you even understand lure fishing? Go stick to your hand rod!"

"Hey kid, what's wrong with letting me play for a bit?"

"Go get to work first!" Xu Mo said without backing down.

Old Xu muttered to himself, "They've grown wings," and reluctantly went to help set up the grill.

Xu Mo quickly put away his fishing rod.

He didn't come here to fish today.

Does Song Shuyan like fishing?

Never mind, what am I thinking about?

If Cheng Yuanhao heard that Song Shuyan was going fishing, he would probably think that Song Shuyan was an idiot.

Xu Mo packed his things, and then he heard Ms. Fang Yi calling out to him.

"Xu Mo, Song Shuyan and the others have arrived. Go and greet them and get their things."

"Okay!"

Xu Mo responded and ran towards the park entrance with lightning speed.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance, he immediately saw the Song family's car and Song's parents carrying things.

Then, his gaze was fixed on the girl standing next to Lao Song.

He was stunned.

Song Shuyan actually wore a skirt today.

The skirt softened the girl's usual aloofness and detachment, making her seem as if she were enveloped in a warm halo.

Xu Mo had never seen Song Shuyan wear a skirt.

In his memory, Song Shuyan always wore school uniform trousers or simple T-shirts and trousers, and the colors were mostly plain.

The woman in front of him, Song Shuyan, dressed in a dress and with a gentle demeanor, completely overturned his preconceived notions.

It's so beautiful.

Just then, Song Yunzhou, who was carrying things, turned around.

He immediately noticed a dark-skinned boy staring intently in his direction from a short distance away.

For some reason, the moment Song Yunzhou saw this dark-skinned boy, a strange sense of displeasure welled up in his heart.

Then, he heard Song Shuyan's voice in his ear.

"Xu Mo!"

It's you, kid!

Xu Mo sensed Song Yunzhou's dissatisfaction the moment they made eye contact.

Now, Song Shuyan's voice rang out.

Okay, I'm getting annoyed.

No, where does this inexplicable hostility come from?

Song Shuyan and I are just friends!

Xu Mo quickly went to greet him: "Good morning! Song Shuyan!"

He walked up to the Song family and greeted them very politely in turn: "Hello, Aunt Yang! Hello, Uncle Song!"

Finally, his gaze fell on the tall, handsome young man with a scrutinizing look in his eyes, his smile unchanged:

"You must be Song Shuyan's brother, right? Hello! I'm Xu Mo. Xu as in 'Yanwu Xu,' and Mo as in 'pen and ink.' I've heard Song Shuyan mention you before!"

To Xu Mo's surprise, Song Yunzhou actually smiled.

Very good.

"Xu Mo, I've heard your name mentioned by Yan Yan several times these past two days. Yan Yan probably didn't mention my name, her older brother, right? My name is Song Yunzhou."

"My parents told me that Yan Yan is very grateful for your care at school."

(Super annoyed!)

Brother, you're scaring me.

Xu Mo sensed Song Yunzhou's emotions and gave a polite smile.

"We're all friends!"

"Really? Yan Yan has never been good at making friends. We feel much more at ease knowing she has a friend by her side."

Seeing the subtle interaction between the two, Yang Muyun interrupted at the right moment: "Alright, alright, let's go over first, don't keep Aunt Fang and the others waiting."

Xu Mo nodded repeatedly and volunteered, "Let me get some things!"

Song Yunzhou, who was standing to the side, spoke up almost simultaneously: "No need, Xu Mo, we can take it ourselves."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm strong."

"Really, you don't need to! You can take it!"

Just as Song Yunzhou finished speaking, Song Jianghuai handed the table and chairs he was carrying to Xu Mo:

"Take it."

"Okay!"

Xu Mo quickly took it.

Song Yunzhou could no longer laugh.

Song Jianghuai looked at his eldest son and laughed, "You little rascal, you don't even know how to be filial to your father. Besides, if I take these things, your sister will take them too."

Clearly, Song Jianghuai was well aware of his son's current state of mind.

Song Yunzhou looked at the bag in Song Shuyan's hand and gave in.

"Yan Yan, give the things to Dad!"

"Um!"

And so, Song Yunzhou's imagined first encounter with Xu Mo ended in a completely erratic manner.

Song Yunzhou looked at Xu Mo, who was walking at the front.

This kid is really strong.

It's still so dark.

Is he really not a sports trainee?

Just as Song Yunzhou was pondering, Song Shuyan, who had been beside him, took small, quick steps and swiftly walked to Xu Mo's side.

Sunlight filtered through the treetops, dappling the young boy and girl walking side by side.

The girl's skirt swayed slightly, and the boy carried something, his posture upright.

The height difference between the two was just right, and the scene of them walking side by side, set against the backdrop of green trees and river scenery, looked exceptionally natural and harmonious.

The girl tilted her head slightly to look at the boy beside her, a smile playing on her lips.

"oops."

Yang Muyun turned to her husband and asked, "Do they usually go to school like this?"

Song Jianghuai nodded: "More or less."

Is this how you are at school all the time?!

What do you mean, my cute little sister usually goes to school with this dark-skinned boy like this?

I don't even get this kind of treatment!

Looking at the young couple in front of him, Song Yunzhou felt like he couldn't breathe.

He just went to university, how come his home feels so unfamiliar?