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Chen Mo looked at Wen Zhixia's gently blinking eyes and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

"Why are you at school?" Wen Zhixia asked softly as she walked up to him.

"I've come to see my sister."

A hint of surprise flashed in Wen Zhixia's eyes: "Didn't you contact Jingjing beforehand?"

"No." Chen Mo smiled. "I originally wanted to give her a surprise."

"I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you," Wen Zhixia said softly. "Jingjing went to Shanghai with her teacher yesterday to participate in the National Undergraduate Modeling Contest. She won't be back for three days."

Chen Mo's smile froze slightly. He had gone to great lengths to come to the school, only to find that his sister wasn't in Kyoto at all.

This surprise was somewhat unnecessary.

She didn't tell me.

"Jingjing probably doesn't know you're in Kyoto." Wen Zhixia smiled slightly. "She's been busy preparing for the competition these past few days, and her phone is often off. Yesterday, before she left, she was still complaining in her dorm that she wasn't prepared enough."

Chen Mo rubbed his temples in exasperation, thinking he should have made a phone call first.

"Zhi Xia."

A slightly stiff voice came from the side.

Lu You, who had been ignored by the two for a long time, finally couldn't help but step forward and looked Chen Mo up and down.

"Who is this?"

Wen Zhixia seemed to only then remember his existence.

"His name is Chen Mo."

She only introduced herself by name, without providing any further explanation of her identity.

Lu You waited for a while, but the rest of the text didn't come, and he couldn't help but frown.

"Chen Mo?" He forced a smile. "Is he from our school too?"

"Not really." Chen Mo glanced at him calmly.

Lu You was about to press further when Wen Zhixia spoke first: "Since Jingjing isn't here, where are you planning to go next?"

"I was planning to have dinner with her, but it looks like I'll have to reschedule."

After Chen Mo finished speaking, his gaze passed over Wen Zhixia and landed on the cup of milk tea in Lu You's hand, which was almost completely cold.

He then reached out and naturally grasped Wen Zhixia's slender arm, gently pulling her to his side.

Even through the soft down jacket, Wen Zhixia could still clearly feel the strength emanating from his palm.

Her body stiffened slightly, a blush quickly rose on her fair cheeks, and a clear look of surprise flashed in her eyes behind her glasses.

She did want Chen Mo to help her out of the predicament, but she didn't expect Chen Mo to be so direct.

What alarmed her even more was that her first reaction wasn't to break free.

Wen Zhixia glanced down at Chen Mo's hand, her eyelashes trembling slightly, but in the end she just pursed her lips and stood quietly beside him.

"Since my sister isn't here, could you please have a meal with me, Sister Zhixia?"

Chen Mo spoke naturally, as if the two had made an appointment long ago.

"Perfect timing, I have some questions for you."

Wen Zhixia looked up at him. From her angle, she could see Chen Mo's clear jawline and his eyes, which held a hint of a smile.

She sighed again, saying that Jingjing's younger brother was really not eighteen years old; he was more composed and more aggressive than before.

"it is good."

Wen Zhixia responded softly.

The voice was very soft, but it was enough for Lu You, who was standing next to him, to hear it clearly.

Lu You's face immediately turned ugly.

"Zhixia, didn't you just say you had an appointment with someone at noon?"

"He's the one I made the appointment with," Wen Zhixia replied smoothly.

After saying that, she seemed to think that her words were too blunt, and the blush on her face deepened.

Lu You stared at Chen Mo's still-holding hand, and a strong hostility finally surfaced in his eyes.

"What is your relationship?"

"Lu You, this is my private matter." Wen Zhixia frowned slightly. "I have no obligation to explain it to you."

"Uncle Kewen clearly said that you don't have a boyfriend right now."

Whether I have a boyfriend or not is none of your business.

For the first time, Wen Zhixia's voice carried a hint of coldness.

Lu You was so choked up that his face turned pale and then red.

He didn't dare to get angry at Wen Zhixia, so he turned his attention to Chen Mo: "Young man, judging from your age, you must have just started university, right?"

Chen Mo said calmly, "I'm still in high school."

"high school?"

Lu You was clearly stunned.

He looked Chen Mo over again, and the hostility on his face quickly turned into a hint of absurdity.

So after all that, he's just a high school student?

"Zhixia, could he be Chen Jing's younger brother?"

Wen Zhixia did not answer, but her silence itself gave the answer.

Lu You's tense nerves immediately relaxed considerably, and he even couldn't help but chuckle.

"So it's Chen Jing's younger brother."

He switched the milk tea to his other hand, his tone now carrying a sense of superiority.

"Little brother, this is a university, not your high school. You probably don't understand things between adults."

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow slightly.

Wen Zhixia's expression turned completely cold: "Lu You, watch your words."

"Zhixia, I was just reminding him," Lu You said with a smile. "He's young and might have misunderstood your care for him. Besides, there's a significant age gap between you two. Do you really think you could like a high school student?"

Wen Zhixia's breathing became slightly sluggish, and Chen Mo could feel the slight tension in her arm.

Just as she was about to reprimand him, she felt her coat sleeve being gently tugged.

Chen Mo took the opportunity to let go and stepped forward half a step.

"The adult world?" Chen Mo repeated.

"If by 'adult world' you mean ignoring women's clear rejections and trying to move yourself with cheap harassment, and attempting to belittle others by using age and education when you can't earn respect..."

Chen Mo tilted his head slightly, revealing a mocking expression: "Then I think Kyoto Institute of Technology probably really failed to teach you what true maturity is, and what good manners are."

"You—" Lu You's face instantly turned a deep liver color.

He never expected that a high school student could strip away all the tricks of his nagging that he had been so proud of for the past month with just one sentence.

He wanted to argue back, to shout at Chen Mo, but when he met Chen Mo's indifferent eyes, he couldn't utter a single word.

Chen Mo was too lazy to pay attention to this kind of person, so he turned around to face Wen Zhixia.

"Sister Zhixia, since my sister isn't here, I'll have to trouble you to take me to try your school's cafeteria for lunch today."

The Chen Mo in front of her, though calling her "sister," always displayed an extraordinary maturity, and that strong sense of security was something she had never experienced in the past twenty years.

"Okay." Wen Zhixia smiled, her eyes behind her glasses curving into crescents.

"Let's go, or the sweet and sour pork ribs will be gone."

The two turned around side by side and walked deeper into the teaching area.

From beginning to end, Wen Zhixia did not look at Lu You again, as if that person had never existed.

Lu You stood alone, holding the cold milk tea in his hands, staring at Chen Mo's back with a sinister look.

……

After walking a considerable distance from the small square, the noise on campus gradually faded away.

Wen Zhixia turned her head slightly, looked at Chen Mo who was standing calmly beside her, and finally couldn't help but whisper, "Thank you for earlier."

Chen Mo smiled and said, "You're too kind, Sister Zhixia. But if you encounter someone like that again, be firm and don't give him a friendly look."

Wen Zhixia shook her head and said, "He has some connection with my family, so it's not good to make the relationship too strained."

That's why he dares to keep bothering you.

Chen Mo's tone was calm, yet his words hit the nail on the head.

Wen Zhixia was slightly taken aback; she actually understood this principle as well.

My gentleness and consideration for the overall situation were seen by some people as tacit approval and weakness.

"It won't happen again," she said softly.

"There will be a next time?"

Chen Mo turned his head to look at her.

Wen Zhixia adjusted her glasses: "So next time something like this happens, I'll just call you over?"

"Can."

"Aren't you still in high school in Jiangcheng?"

"I flew here to kick people out for you."

"Isn't that too high a cost?"

"Ask Lu You for reimbursement."

Wen Zhixia was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Chen Mo, how come I never realized before that you have such an interesting way of speaking?"

"I've seen too little of this before."

Chen Mo looked at her and said, "You'll understand after you see each other a few more times."

Wen Zhixia paused slightly, and a faint blush crept onto her cheeks.

She didn't reply, but just lowered her head and walked forward.

As Chen Mo watched Zhi Xia's retreating figure, a flood of memories washed over him. She was a woman gentle to the core, never fighting or arguing, and she would slowly digest any grievances she suffered. Yet, in his past life, he had overlooked this precious tenderness.