Desk mate, your persona has crumbled.

Song Yunzhou was exhausted.

He watched as this dark-skinned boy went from being his sister's best friend to his mother's childhood sweetheart.

What kind of nonsense is this?

He spent all his time working on it, but his mother threw it first.

Mom, how many times have you met him? Are you already that satisfied?

Song Yunzhou looked at his father deep in thought, but he couldn't see the reluctance in his father's eyes at all.

I'm so relieved!

However, Song Yunzhou was actually quite pleased.

At least, my little princess dares to come out now.

Although it was because of that little black guy.

Just then, a flash went off in front of Song Yunzhou.

Looking up, I saw that my mother had taken a picture of my younger sister.

"Oh, finally, a photo of us having fun outside!"

Yang Muyun suddenly sighed, "I don't even know when the last time I took pictures of her having fun was."

Song Yunzhou nodded.

Although Song Shuyan is socially awkward, she has actually gone out with her family before.

But as she got older, Song Shuyan became less and less willing to go out.

Until today.

Fang Yi curiously leaned over to look at the photos.

The photo on the phone screen was frozen in that instant.

In the photo, Song Shuyan is looking down slightly.

Xu Mo, who was next to her, was embarrassed, but his eyes were not looking at the camera or anywhere else.

His gaze fell on Song Shuyan beside him.

What's touching is that the photo captures the moment Song Shuyan looks back.

Through the photo, those eyes seemed to have been moistened by the river, exuding an indescribable tenderness.

"Ouch..."

Fang Yi's voice was full of laughter.

Yang Muyun looked at the photo without saying a word, but the smile on her lips deepened, as if she saw something beautiful quietly growing.

Two young hearts quietly met amidst the ripples of childhood friendship.

Song Shuyan naturally overheard the parents' conversation.

I saw my mother and Aunt Fang huddled together looking at their phone screens, both with smiles on their faces.

The heat that had just subsided from my ears crept back up again.

I need to go back and ask my mother for that photo.

The thought clearly surfaced in my mind.

Although she was shy, she really wanted to see that photo, to see herself and Xu Mo in it.

Thinking of this, Song Shuyan turned to look at Xu Mo.

The boy looked at her and gave her a bright smile.

For some reason, Song Shuyan also started laughing.

"Click."

Fang Yi handed the phone to Yang Muyun.

"Look at this picture, oh my~ he's smiling."

Xu Mo watched as Ms. Fang Yi and Yang Muyun huddled together.

"Mom, what are you laughing at? Did you take a bad picture of me? Let me see!"

Fang Yi pressed the screen off her phone, raised an eyebrow at her son, and said, "No, you can't see it! This is a secret between me and your Aunt Yang!"

After she finished speaking, she turned to Yang Muyun beside her and said with a smile:

"Sister Yang, take a few more pictures! We've always said you're childhood sweethearts. If we didn't take any when you were little, we should make up for it now that you're older!"

Looking at Fang Yi's mischievous smile, Yang Muyun couldn't help but smile back, her eyes crinkling with laughter, and she nodded repeatedly in agreement.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's time to really take care of it!"

Although they knew the two mothers were just joking, the person involved still felt embarrassed by what they said.

Song Shuyan felt like his head was about to burst into smoke.

Overwhelmed by the girl's overwhelming shyness, Xu Mo opened his mouth, but in the end, he could only mutter a single sentence.

"Mom, you really are..."

Song Yunzhou, standing to the side, was at a loss for words.

Lying flat.

My mom is like this, what else can I say?

Forget it, it's better to guide than to block.

I'll have a good talk with my sister then.

My constant opposition will only provoke my sister's rebellion and make her hate me.

Instead, we should guide her and help her develop a healthy perspective on friendship.

Thinking of this, Song Yunzhou also silently took out his phone.

He looked at his sister, adjusted the angle, and framed the little black boy behind them, along with the shimmering Huanjiang River behind them, into the viewfinder.

"Click."

Song Yunzhou looked down at the photo he had just taken; his sister's profile showed a gentle smile.

He hesitated for a moment, but still handed the phone to Song Shuyan.

"Yan Yan, what do you think of this photo I took?"

Song Shuyan looked at the phone screen her brother handed her.

The photo shows her profile, Xu Mo's relaxed silhouette next to her, and the familiar scenery of Huanjiang River behind them.

The scene is peaceful and beautiful.

The girl's gaze lingered on the photo for a few seconds:

"nice."

The girl looked up at her brother: "Take more pictures!"

Seeing the light in his sister's eyes, Song Yunzhou's previously vague idea became clear.

A smile spread across his face, and his tone was gentle and persuasive:

"Okay, I'll take lots of pictures for you. But Yan Yan..."

He then changed the subject: "You could actually film it yourself, right? You can film whatever you want, wouldn't that be great?"

Song Shuyan was taken aback.

Did you take the picture yourself?

Her gaze involuntarily drifted towards Xu Mo, who was standing to the side.

The boy was fiddling with the food on the baking tray again.

Should I take the photos of myself and Xu Mo?

Song Shuyan looked at Xu Mo with a hint of eagerness in her eyes.

Song Yunzhou noticed the change in his younger sister, and a thought suddenly struck him!

Become!

What girl doesn't like taking beautiful photos?

When my younger sister truly developed a love for photography and became passionate about documenting her moments with that little black boy...

Song Yunzhou couldn't help but smile, his mind racing with calculations.

At that time, he will only need to provide a little guidance.

The younger sister thought Xu Mo's photography skills were terrible, and the expressions he captured were too silly, or...

For example, Xu Mo was unwilling to cooperate with taking photos, feeling it was too troublesome, too childish, and would take up his game time...

Isn't that the point of contention?

Young couple...

Pooh!

How often do good friends quarrel over trivial things like taking photos?

As soon as a conflict arises, wouldn't he, as the older brother, be able to take advantage of the situation and let his sister leave this little black-haired boy?

Plans are in place!

I'm a fucking genius!

Song Yunzhou felt all his previous frustration vanish, as if he could already see the dawn of victory.

His smile grew even brighter, and he even took out his phone and snapped another picture of Song Shuyan and Xu Mo.

"Click."

(proud.)

(gloat.)

Xu Mo looked at Song Yunzhou, not quite understanding his thoughts.

But you can tell the older brother is up to no good.

Actually, it's understandable when you think about it.

If it were him, and he saw his cute little sister being targeted, he would most likely gather his old buddies from the sports training team.

Don't panic, don't call for help.

They were armed.

Just as Xu Mo was pondering, a pretty face suddenly loomed closer in his line of sight.

Song Shuyan moved closer to him.

The girl's clear eyes gazed at him, and a faint fragrance wafted into Xu Mo's nostrils.

Xu Mo's heart skipped a beat.

"Xu Mo".

"Huh? W-what's wrong?"

Xu Mo felt his ears start to burn again.

This is too close!

Song Shuyan tilted her head slightly and asked directly, "Can I take a picture?"

Photograph?

"Of course!"

Xu Mo nodded quickly: "How do you want to film it? What do you want to film?"

Song Shuyan was very satisfied with his answer, and her beautiful eyes immediately lit up.

(happy!)

Instead of immediately answering the question about how to film, she did something that neither Xu Mo nor Song Yunzhou expected.

She turned around and very naturally handed her phone to Song Yunzhou.

Song Shuyan's voice carried an air of self-righteousness.

"Brother, take a picture for me."

Song Yunzhou's smile froze.

Eh?

Something seems off about the plan!

May I ask?

Shouldn't you two be doing this yourselves?

What do you want from me?!

Oh no, have I become a tool?!

The sparks of conflict he had imagined were extinguished before they could even be lit by his sister's direct attack.

Song Shuyan not only took the initiative to ask Xu Mo to take photos, but also directly used him, the mastermind behind the scenes, as a tool!

Xu Mo sensed Song Yunzhou's emotions.

It seems that the brother's plan has been thwarted by his sister's precise attack right from the start!

Brother, this has nothing to do with me.

"well!"

Song Yunzhou eventually took his sister's phone.

He looked at the two people in the camera, especially the happy expression on the younger sister's face.

Song Yunzhou took a deep breath, resignedly raised his phone, and aimed it at the childhood sweethearts in the center of the screen.

"Click."

This is not the sound of a camera shutter.

It was the older brother who broke.