I really like your sand sculpture group friends

"No need?" Yan Nuoya asked again to confirm.

“It’s not that I don’t need it,” Mo Xiangwen said softly, “it’s just that I feel it’s a bit inappropriate.”

"I know that if I make a plan or strategy, and consciously arrange some things, it will be easier to achieve my goal."

"But wouldn't that treat Mengli and Mengyao like game characters?"

Mo Xiangwen shook his head and continued, "I don't want to do that. I feel like I'm letting them down, even though my original idea was already unfair to them."

He suddenly stopped talking at this point.

But Yan Nuoya didn't speak; she just waited quietly.

She knew he hadn't finished speaking; he was just thinking about how to continue explaining.

Although she had already understood what he meant, it didn't matter if he didn't continue.

What an idiot.

What's the point of persisting in this kind of situation, at this time?

After about half a minute, as if he had finally figured it out, Mo Xiangwen raised his head and looked at her.

"Noya," Mo Xiangwen said softly, "It was already very selfish of me to say that I liked everyone and then hide it from Mengli, but at least I hope that I can live up to your feelings for them."

"If I encounter any problems, I will try my best to solve them."

"If Mengli notices and asks me, I will tell her the truth."

After he finished speaking, Yan Nuoya fell silent for a moment.

After a long silence, she softly denied it, saying, "That's wrong. Self-pity is useless."

Mo Xiangwen was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Although I know this is not the optimal solution, I still want to persevere."

"What if we fail?" Yan Nuoya seemed unwilling to let him off the hook, and continued to ask.

"If we fail, we'll try again," Mo Xiangwen said matter-of-factly. "Are there any other options?"

Of course not.

This was clear from the moment I decided to confess to Su Mengyao.

"Maybe there won't be another chance?" Yan Nuoya said. "I think that in this situation, even if you are selfish to the end, there is nothing wrong with it. As long as you succeed, they will forgive you."

It seems, probably, that's really the case.

What Yan says always makes so much sense.

Mo Xiangwen struggled internally for a while.

“Dear Yan…” Mo Xiangwen sighed, “Knowing that I have weak willpower, please stop trying to seduce me.”

Yan Nuoya suddenly broke free from his embrace, about an arm's length away. Before Mo Xiangwen could react, she quickly leaned in again and placed a light, feather-like kiss on his cheek with her warm, soft lips.

The touch was fleeting, yet like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, it rippled through his heart.

Mo Xiangwen looked at her with some surprise, the fleeting soft touch still lingering on his face.

"You..." He never expected that Yan Nuoya, who was usually aloof and reserved, would suddenly attack him like Su Mengyao.

"Great job, my dear Mo, that was a very good answer."

Yan Nuoya seemed quite pleased with his stunned expression, her lips curving upwards into a gentle yet captivating smile.

However, the blush that quickly spread across her face and the dramatic ups and downs of her hair proved that her mood was not as calm as she appeared.

"Since you say you don't need my help, then consider this... compensation."

Seeing her shy yet slightly smug smile, Mo Xiangwen tried hard to suppress the impulse and desire to possess this beautiful, gentle, cute, and considerate classmate Yan on the spot, but his competitive spirit resurfaced.

Why is he always the one who has to take the blame? Doesn't he have any pride?

As a boy, if you don't take the initiative, won't you be completely under her control in the future?

“Yan,” he said, his voice lowering slightly, as he made up his mind. He leaned forward slightly, closing the already close distance between them, “Have you forgotten that I’m also a healthy boy…”

His gaze fell on her full, luscious lips, which were so close to his.

"...Did you think I was too afraid to kiss you?"

Just before he leaned in, Yan Nuoya reached out and gently pressed her hand against his chest, stopping him from getting closer.

"Wait." She shook her head, her voice soft yet undeniably firm. Looking into his somewhat confused eyes, she whispered, "I've already decided what I want. So here... let's take a step back and give way to Shishi a little."

Mo Xiangwen was slightly taken aback. Looking at the smile in her eyes, the impulse surging in his heart gradually subsided, replaced by a complex and indescribable tenderness. He subconsciously hugged her tighter.

"How can you be so cute, my dear Yan?" he whispered.

He didn't force her to continue what he was doing, but instead obediently turned his head slightly and gently pressed his lips to her fair and smooth cheek.

After a brief moment of contact, just as he was about to pull away and end the fleeting kiss, Yan Nuoya gently supported his head.

Instead of creating distance, she pressed her smooth forehead against his.

Their noses were almost touching, and they could clearly feel the other's warm breath brushing against their cheeks, a sensation that was both ticklish and indescribably intimate.

They maintained this ambiguous distance quietly, their eyes meeting.

Even at such a close proximity, Yan Nuoya's face remained perfect, flawlessly so.

Her purple eyes were bright and clear, reflecting his image clearly. Every tremor of her long eyelashes seemed to brush against his heart, making him itch and flutter with excitement.

Everything around the room seemed to stand still, with only the sound of their breathing mingling together remaining.

They held this position for about half a minute before finally separating with a hint of reluctance.

Yan Nuoya looked at him and suddenly asked, "By the way, did you and Su Mengyao kiss?"

"We kissed," Mo Xiangwen answered without hesitation.

Yan Nuoya looked at him in surprise, as if in disbelief: "You're quick, my dear Mo. I thought you'd been rejected harshly, and you haven't even held hands yet."

"...Although I was indeed rejected," Mo Xiangwen said helplessly, "and she kissed me instead."

Yan Nuoya nodded thoughtfully.

That makes sense; that's the real him.

Otherwise, given her understanding of this piece of wood, there wouldn't be such a fast progress under normal circumstances.

"Where did you kiss me?" Yan Nuoya blinked and asked again.

"The other side of my face." Mo Xiangwen pointed to his other cheek and answered honestly.

Yan Nuoya nodded in satisfaction, then looked up and kissed his forehead. Seemingly still not satisfied, she kissed him again in the direction he pointed.

"Keep it up, my dear Mo."

Chapter 223 Is it okay for a lifetime? (4K combined)

Time flies, and the days passed quickly as they studied for Shishi.

On a June morning, just past seven o'clock, the sunlight had already lost its initial gentleness and become bright and somewhat warm.

Fortunately, it's cloudy today, so it's not hot enough to make you sweat all the time.

The street where the exam site was located was much noisier than usual. Vehicles moved slowly, and horns occasionally sounded, but were quickly drowned out by the clamor of people.

Although the school gate and streets were under control, the nearby streets were already packed with examinees and their parents, a dense, dark mass.

Some candidates were still making the most of the last few minutes, heads down, silently memorizing notes, their brows furrowed; others were surrounded by their families, their parents checking their admission tickets and stationery in transparent file folders again and again, their grandparents busy handing them water and breakfast, their words of advice, encouragement, and slightly tense conversations all mingling together.

The air seemed to be filled with an invisible, complex emotion, a mixture of anticipation, anxiety, and hope, and even the breeze seemed to carry a sense of tension.

Against this slightly noisy backdrop, in a milk tea shop some distance from the exam site, Mo Xiangwen, Yan Nuoya, Su Mengli, and Su Mengyao occupied a round table by the window, with several drinks on the table that had straws inserted but hadn't been touched much.

To prevent Shishi from getting lost, they arrived much earlier than the agreed time.

"Aren't we too early?" Su Mengyao took a sip of her iced milk tea and whispered.

"Being early is better than being late," Su Mengli said softly, shaking her head as she looked out the window at the candidates and parents arriving one after another.

Yan Nuoya sat quietly, her gaze occasionally sweeping towards the doorway.

Mo Xiangwen would glance at the time on his phone every now and then.

Before long, they saw a familiar figure through the bright glass door.

Fu Qianping and Bai Ye, whom he had met once before, accompanied Bai Shishi as she walked over, one on each side.

Bai Shishi, who had been nervously keeping her head down, suddenly brightened up when her gaze fell on the four people in the milk tea shop. She almost immediately let go of her mother's hand, excitedly pushed open the door, and walked in with a bright smile on her face.

"Xiang Wen! Nuo Ya! Sister Meng Li! Sister Meng Yao! You're all really here!"

As Fu Qianping, who was lagging behind, watched her daughter run towards her friend without hesitation, a helpless smile appeared on her face, but more than that, she felt gratified.

Because of Shishi's health condition, the child didn't go out much at first, didn't have many friends, and became increasingly afraid of strangers. Her mother was very worried about her mental state.

Now that she has so many trustworthy and reliable friends of the same age, the huge weight that had been hanging over her heart has finally been lifted.

For her as a mother, nothing is more important than Shishi's happiness and health.

After observing them for a semester, Mo Xiangwen and Yan Nuoya are both calm and reliable. Although I haven't had much contact with the Su sisters, I've been able to spend so much time with them, so their character must be quite good.

After spending a semester with them, Shishi's mental state improved significantly, and her physical health also underwent some positive changes.

After Shishi finishes her exams, we can consider talking to her about the surgery.

After returning from the holiday, she took Shishi to get a medical check-up.

She originally thought that no change was the best outcome, but to her surprise, the doctor told her that Shishi's condition was very good and that she could consider surgery after a period of adjustment.

After the surgery, Shishi is a normal, healthy child again.

But to her surprise, Shishi suddenly told her that she wanted to take the entrance exam for H University, catching her completely off guard.

Considering that the doctor had advised Shishi to maintain a happy mood, and that she also needed time to continue adjusting her physical condition, Fu Qianping had not yet discussed this matter with her.

However, it's unclear how Shishi will perform on the exam.

It's good that the exam went smoothly.

If things don't go smoothly... Fu Qianping is reluctant to even consider such a thing.

She saw Shishi's hard work and would pester her to study every day after she came home.

Moreover, according to Shishi, she was taught and educated by everyone in the studio every day.

She worked so hard that she even became a little worried about her daughter's health.

Fortunately, Shishi is very sensible and never forces herself to stay up late to study. She also pays attention to getting enough rest.

When Bai Shishi walked over, Nuoya naturally made way for her. Shishi didn't stand on ceremony and sat down in the empty seat next to Mo Xiangwen.

"Thank you, Sister Nuoya."

Yan Nuoya smiled and shook her head.

Mo Xiangwen casually raised his hand, gently rubbed the top of her head, smiled, and said softly, "How were you? Did you sleep well last night?"

"Mmm!" Bai Shishi nodded vigorously, like a kitten being stroked, squinting her eyes and letting out a soft "hehehe" laugh, subconsciously rubbing her head against his palm.

Standing not far away, Fu Qianping sighed softly, her feelings complicated.

She seemed to have never seen her daughter show such a vulnerable, adorable, and affectionate side in front of her before.

Bai Ye, standing next to him, had an even more interesting expression.

He watched his daughter smile so sweetly at another boy and even take the initiative to touch his hand, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings.

My daughter has come of age, which should be a happy occasion, but why does it feel so bittersweet?

Also, what exactly is the situation between this brat and his daughter?

Bai Ye's eyes darted back and forth between his daughter and Mo Xiangwen with complicated emotions, and the more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong.

"Uncle, Auntie, please sit here." Mo Xiangwen noticed that the two elders were still standing, so he quickly stood up to greet them.

Yan Nuoya, Su Mengli, and Su Mengyao also stood up to greet them.

Fu Qianping waved her hand and smiled gently, "No, no, if we sit down, you young people will feel uncomfortable. You two can continue chatting."

Bai Ye composed himself and calmed his complicated emotions, then replied, "Yes, you guys have fun. We'll come and take Shishi to the exam room when it's almost time."

Hearing them say that, Mo Xiangwen quickly replied, "Uncle and Aunt, it's fine for me to take Shishi there later."