I really like your sand sculpture group friends

As for Su Mengyao and Su Mengli, although he didn't know much about their true personalities, if he really said he wanted to invite a friend over, they would probably agree out of respect for him.

However, doing this is really not a good idea.

Having a meal with fellow group members is supposed to be a relaxing and enjoyable experience, since everyone already knows each other to some extent before meeting in person.

It was precisely because they had a certain understanding of each other and recognized each other that they decided to meet for a meal together.

Bringing someone Su Mengyao and Su Mengli, whom they don't know, to dinner together would only make them feel awkward.

However... Yan Nuoya is also considered his friend.

If I just leave her all alone like this, I think she'll be very lonely... right?

Will...really?

Mo Xiangwen frowned and thought about it carefully, but it seemed like he didn't know how either.

If he were eating Haidilao by himself, it would seem like he really enjoyed it.

Loneliness? What is that?

Then look at Yan Nuoya, she carefully put the food in, played on her phone for a while while waiting, and occasionally slowly picked up a piece, dipped it in some sauce, and put it in her mouth.

Instead of looking lonely, he appeared quite relaxed and content.

The grass was exactly as he imagined himself to be.

He had probably been staring at Yan Nuoya for a while, and Yan Nuoya noticed his gaze at some point, then smiled and waved to him.

Is this a call for him to come over?

That's good. He just wanted to ask about Yan Nuoya's situation anyway, so he wouldn't be overthinking things all day.

"Come, Xiang Wen, sit down." Yan Nuoya moved to the side and gently patted the spot where she had just been sitting.

"No need, I'm having dinner with other people right now," he shook his head and refused.

"It's okay, just eat a little. We put too much in just now, so we might not be able to finish it."

With a smile, Noah took out a spare set of chopsticks and bowl from the side, gently poked a hole in the packaging with the chopsticks, and then easily tore the packaging clean.

He glanced at the tableware that the other person had already neatly disassembled, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Yan Nuoya wasn't in a hurry, and slowly used a strainer to put some vegetables into his bowl.

What's going on? I feel like I have to sit down.

"Don't worry, it's just these two pieces," Yan Nuoya said with a light smile. "It won't take up your time eating with others."

Since the other party had already gone this far, he had no choice but to sit down.

It's a subtle feeling, like when we were sitting together on the high-speed train a while ago when we came to school.

Speaking of which, I've been playing games in the dorm with my roommate Mao these past two days, and we've even been ordering takeout for meals. I haven't seen Yan Nuoya much.

Is Noah waiting for her roommate?

Yan Nuoya chuckled and said, "I didn't expect you to ask so directly."

"It's too troublesome to go around in circles, and I haven't thought of any other good methods."

“Yeah, that’s true.” Yan Nuoya shook her head. “No, my roommates didn’t know I was coming here.”

"So that means you're friends?"

"Correct."

"Not here yet?"

Yan Nuoya put down her chopsticks and turned to look at him: "Are you worried about me?"

“Yeah, we’re practically friends, aren’t we?” Mo Xiangwen nodded frankly.

Yan Nuoya looked into his eyes and suddenly laughed: "Is that so?"

"Yes, he has plans, but you don't need to worry about me." Yan Nuoya said with a smile, "Hurry up and leave after you've finished eating, don't disturb my meal."

I was invited out of nowhere, and then inexplicably kicked out.

However, she seemed to be in a much more relaxed and cheerful mood.

He shook his head and was about to leave when Yan Nuoya suddenly called him to stop.

He turned around and saw Yan Nuoya wink at him, smiling playfully, "By the way, you don't need to worry about whether to invite me over, because I've already finished eating."

...This woman really does have mind-reading abilities; she's too dangerous. It's better to stay away from her.

Back at table number eight, Su Mengli was puzzled as to why he had been gone for so long, but she simply nodded to him to welcome him back and didn't say anything else.

Su Mengyao, without even thinking, asked directly, "Why did it take you so long? The ingredients in this pot have been changed a whole time."

"Sorry," Mo Xiangwen explained, "I just ran into a friend and we chatted for a bit."

"Friends?" Su Mengyao was surprised: "I didn't expect that you've only been at school for a few days and you've already made friends besides the two of us?"

"Maybe it's my roommate," Su Mengli added from the side.

So, what kind of image do you have of me?

Mo Xiangwen silently complained to himself and shook his head: "Not a roommate."

Su Mengyao was shocked: "...Really? Sis, I think we need to re-evaluate Xiao Yi."

Su Mengli pursed her lips, feeling a sudden sense of disbelief at what she had just guessed.

Seeing their reaction, Mo Xiangwen couldn't help but complain, "Your reaction is so over the top, damn it."

"Haha, sorry, sorry, Xiao Yi, come on, have some beef." Su Mengyao scooped a piece of beef into his bowl as an apology.

"However, we didn't actually meet at school."

"Hey, I knew it." Su Mengyao nodded in relief: "That makes much more sense."

Su Mengli nodded subconsciously, but immediately realized what she had done, shyly shifted her gaze slightly, and coughed softly.

"Well, it's quite reasonable that Xiao Yi got into H University with some of his old friends."

Shouldn't he thank you for trying to cover it up?

"No, not exactly. We met while traveling."

"what?!"

"what?!"

...That's about enough for the two of you.

However, he has begun to become immune to their reactions.

"I mentioned in the group chat before that I saw a white-haired girl while traveling, right?"

"That's true." Su Mengli nodded.

"Later I saw her again in another place, and it turned out we were classmates, so we got to know each other."

Su Mengyao asked curiously, "Isn't this just your imagination?"

"??? You seem to be being a bit rude, Comrade Xiao Huo."

"Ahem, please continue." Su Mengyao smiled awkwardly.

"That's all. I just saw her and chatted with her for a bit." Mo Xiangwen shrugged. "Are you expecting some interesting plot developments?"

Su Mengyao quickly denied it, saying, "No, no."

"Are there really girls with white hair? Is it albinism?" Su Mengli asked curiously.

“Silver-white hair, it shouldn’t be albinism.” Mo Xiangwen frowned and shook his head: “She looks perfectly healthy to me.”

"Maybe it's hair dye?"

Mo Xiangwen looked in the direction where Yan Nuoya was sitting, and found that, just as she had said, she had finished eating and left.

"I don't know about that, but if there's an opportunity and she doesn't mind, I can introduce you to her."

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Dormitory Infighting

After the meal, I took a slightly longer route, chatting with Su Mengli and Su Mengyao, and then escorted them to their dormitory building.

After saying goodbye, he went back to his dormitory alone.

Of course, he was well aware of the unspoken rules of the boys' dormitory. Since he was going out alone, the task of bringing drinks would definitely fall to him.

He didn't forget to buy a few cups of juice at Yipin Tea on the way back to his dormitory.

It's normal for the dormitory doors to be closed, but surprisingly, there was no screaming sound of them playing games coming from inside.

Huh? Where's the key? Is the person not in the dorm? Why did they take the key out?

He hesitated for a moment and then knocked on the dormitory door. Almost immediately, the door was opened.

What came into view were three fierce-looking men, each holding a broom or a clothes pole, looking quite menacing.

Uh... although Qin Yongfeng seemed quite unwilling.

"What are you doing?" he asked hesitantly.

Unexpectedly, his words seemed to trigger some kind of command, and the three of them immediately surrounded him.

"Old Mo, is Haidilao good?" Zhong Taihong asked with a smile.

"It's alright. I think we can go together next time. It's quite economical." Mo Xiangwen held up the juice in his hand: "I also brought some juice back for you guys."

"Oh my godfather." Xi Shaojie quickly took the juice from his hand and immediately gestured for him to come in with a friendly smile: "Godfather, please come inside."

"Thanks, Lao Mo." Qin Yongfeng took the juice and patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

As quickly as it comes, it goes as quickly as it comes.

The three men's dark faces instantly brightened, and the murderous atmosphere vanished without a trace.

Zhong Taihong glared at the other two with a look of disappointment, then chuckled and accepted the juice.

"Since that's the case, consider it as you making amends for your mistakes."

What the hell are these people doing?

Mo Xiangwen walked into the dormitory with a bewildered look on his face, only to find that someone's suitcase had been requisitioned and placed in the middle of the dormitory, with a layer of cardboard on top of it.

"You haven't finished eating yet?" he asked curiously. "You should have told me earlier so I could have packed some for you."

"You've finished eating?" Xi Shaojie followed his gaze and suddenly realized, "Oh, that's for playing cards later."

"Playing cards, not video games tonight?"

"I'm not playing anymore. Playing video games all the time gets boring. Playing poker is good too," Zhong Taihong said with a smile.

Xi Shaojie nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes."

You two are the biggest gamers out there, waking me up to play games even before I'm fully awake.

"Oh, then you guys play, I'll play games." For some reason, Mo Xiangwen had a vague feeling that something was wrong and chose to run away.

"no!"

"no!"

With a roar, the two men rushed towards him in an instant.

“No, you have to play poker with us tonight,” Zhong Taihong said with a cold snort.

“Yes, don’t force me to kneel down and beg you.” Xi Shaojie also sneered.

"Damn, can't you have some backbone?" Zhong Taihong pointed at Xi Shaojie.

“But Lao Mo just brought us back some juice.” Xi Shaojie sighed, “This ‘godfather period’ should at least last a few minutes, right?”

Zhong Taihong was taken aback, then nodded: "Oh, then it's alright."

"Damn, what are you guys up to?" Mo Xiangwen looked at the two clowns speechlessly: "Why would you want to play cards if there's nothing wrong with you?"

Qin Yongfeng, who was standing to the side, sighed: "They don't want to play poker, they want to play Truth or Dare with you."

Truth or Dare, this kind of game, I feel, was one of the main activities in the boys' dorms when they first entered university.

Of course, some students also got to know other students from different dormitories and started hanging out together after military training.