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At that very moment, Jiang Wanfeng turned around.

Seeing Lin Mo with the two beautiful girls filled me with revulsion.

Yes, I feel chills.

She was surprised herself; that feeling was only experienced during long-distance running, when you reach your limit, close to suffocation, and feel the pain of despair.

This only occurs when the pain is so intense that the air you breathe in and out feels like a cold knife scraping across your chest.

Chen Yajie then led Li Qingran away, leaving Lin Mo standing there stunned for a moment.

They didn't pay much attention to Lin Mo's appearance...

As Jiang Wanfeng turned around, Lin Mo, who had been stunned, suddenly squatted down to tie his shoelaces.

He even looked up and smiled at her, looking rather silly.

Oh, it's just tying shoelaces... That's good then. Honestly, why have you been acting so strangely lately? Besides, Ya Jie is a friend, she wouldn't do anything to Lin Mo...

...As for Li Qingran...

Li Qingran...

Before she could turn her gaze back, what had been Chen Yajie leading Li Qingran had, in a few steps, become Li Qingran leading—no, pulling Chen Yajie along...

Come here.

He met her gaze; her eyes were sharp.

"Ah, Qingran, where are we..." Chen Yajie cried out in panic. The girl was so small that she couldn't hold onto Li Qingran at all...

Hu Yu'en, who had her arm around her best friend's shoulder, was completely stunned when she sensed the murderous aura behind her.

The little fox is alright at handling small situations, but when it comes to big ones, she simply doesn't dare to stand out...

Fearfully letting go of her best friend's shoulder, Hu Yu'en made way for her. If she could, she even wanted to raise her paws in surrender—

I'm not on her side. I'm neutral...

You guys can fight it out, the fox's not playing anymore, the little fox isn't joining the fight, I'll just take Lin Mo and run away after you're done...

Li Qingran awkwardly squeezed between Hu Yu'en and Jiang Wanfeng, leading the bewildered Chen Yajie along.

Chen Yajie was squeezed into Hu Yu'en's arms. The fox felt sorry for her and couldn't help but open his arms and hug her.

"Monitor?"

"Shh, don't speak..." Hu Yu'en said nervously.

"Why..." Chen Yajie looked at Li Qingran in a daze...

[Qingran, are you mistaken? Wanfeng is Lin Mo's relative...]

[She looks so fierce. If it were me, would Qingran be this fierce...?]

【I don't want to do that, I'll just be a good friend... Waaah...】

"that?"

Jiang Wanfeng was a little confused; why had her best friend run off as well?

Is Li Qingran really that scary?

This girl, who is aloof, strikingly beautiful, and often has a serious expression, is quite similar to her in some ways.

So much so that when people mention which aloof and beautiful girl in school, they often confuse her with Li Qingran... I hadn't paid much attention before, and only recently learned about it after getting to know her.

My impression of her wasn't bad, although there was a certain inexplicable competitive spirit between women.

But... the instant noodles incident made her realize that at least this girl was quite friendly, just a bit neurotic.

Yu'en said she and Lin Mo didn't get along, maybe it's because the relationship was too abstract...

That sudden appearance doesn't seem entirely unreasonable...

"Is there something you need?" Jiang Wanfeng, displaying her social anxiety, asked with furrowed brows.

Li Qingran just looked at her without saying a word, released her small hand from Chen Yajie's, and suddenly felt crowded.

"Hmm?" Jiang Wanfeng tilted her head. "Hello?"

"My name is... Qingran."

"Uh... I know your name, okay..."

Is he trying to make friends...? That's too reckless.

"My name is Jiang Wanfeng... Shall we shake hands?... Um, do you remember your instant noodles...?"

Li Qingran stared at her silently, nodded, and stretched out her small hand.

Both of their hands were as white as mutton-fat jade; when they were folded together, their pale skin showed almost no difference in color.

At most, Jiang Wanfeng's palms would be redder, while Li Qingran's would be pinker.

Jiang Wanfeng's nails were trimmed more rounded than Li Qingran's, after all, she usually...

"..."

The two held hands, but Li Qingran was unwilling to let go, even tightening her grip. Jiang Wanfeng was forced to use some force as well.

Their fingertips dug into each other's skin, leaving faint red marks.

Jiang Wanfeng simply assumed that Li Qingran had a strange temper and didn't see any malice in her.

But she wasn't one to back down. Whether it was intentional or not, if her hand was pinched, she'd pinch it back.

"Feel sorry."

Li Qingran was the first to let go.

"You are beautiful, and your hands feel very comfortable to hold."

"Ah... I used a bit of force too, sorry..." Jiang Wanfeng was quite surprised by the other party's answer.

What does it mean to feel comfortable holding it, so you don't want to let go and even hold on tighter?

However, the girl's hands were indeed soft and smooth, much better than Lin Mo's rough, scarred hands.

"Yours... um... is quite comfortable too..." As always, Jiang Wanfeng was not good with words when faced with praise.

Neither of the girls realized that their conversation about how comfortable it was to shake hands sounded quite strange to onlookers.

Upon hearing this, Li Qingran glanced at her, then lowered her eyes.

"Well, thank you."

After saying thank you, she seemed relieved, took a step back, and gave way.

The tense atmosphere of the battle dissipated slightly.

Seeing this, Hu Yu'en quickly returned to her best friend's side, also bringing along the bewildered Chen Yajie.

Separate Li Qingran again, this time with Jie Bao in between.

As Chen Yajie turned to continue holding Li Qingran's hand, Li Qingran looked up, searching for Lin Mo's figure.

He had somehow slipped into the group, chatting and laughing with Li Huowang and the others, seemingly trying to escape, but actually observing the women behind him intentionally or unintentionally.

The aloof young woman frowned, her expression complex.

"Qingran... what's wrong?" Chen Yajie's voice was a little softer due to the atmosphere.

"Lin Mo."

"Lin Mo? It seems Lin Mo went to visit some friends..."

"Ah."

"Qingran, actually... there's a secret. Wanfeng felt embarrassed to tell anyone, it's just... it's just..."

"Lin Mo and Wan Feng are related... Lin Mo said that, and Yu En confirmed it too. You, you shouldn't overthink it..."

Li Qingran suddenly looked at her, her eyes turning icy cold.

Chen Yajie was startled and almost knelt down to beg them not to kill her...

Fortunately, Li Qingran's gaze only turned cold for a moment before she withdrew it.

"Oh right, I... I didn't mean anything by it either, Qingran, don't be angry..." Chen Yajie continued.

After saying that, the girl's eyes glazed over for a moment, clouded with melancholy, and she bit her lip lightly.

"What, your idea?" Li Qingran asked immediately.

"Ah... it's like that, um, Qingran, you definitely know... I'm just expressing my gratitude, I'm just very grateful to you and Lin Mo..."

"Ya Jie, you're lying."

"Huh? No, I, I really..."

"lie."

"Waaah..." Chen Yajie couldn't speak, her lips pursed in grievance, her head lowered.

Just then, Li Qingran grasped her hand in return.

Li Qingran's palms were sweaty, which startled Chen Yajie. How could this be...?

Qingran, are you nervous?

"It's alright," Li Qingran said again.

"Oh...okay..." Chen Yajie nodded like a chick pecking at rice. Although she didn't understand what Qing Ran meant, she guessed...

Don't be sad...

"Ah."

Li Qingran responded, her expression returning to normal, and followed behind the group, no longer in a hurry to go and stay with Lin Mo.

relative?

Ok.

no.

Jiang Wanfeng's hand felt comfortable to hold...

It's because Lin Mo's warmth still lingers on it.

Her eyes held a resemblance to Lin Mo's.

This girl is very close to Lin Mo, very close, very intimate. If being related by relatives is the epitome of intimacy, then she and Lin Mo are relatives, even family.

Therefore, they are not relatives.

Li Qingran had to thank her, she absolutely had to. Without her, there would be no Lin Mo as he is today, and no Li Qingran who loves Lin Mo now.

Now that the thank you has been said, Jiang Wanfeng has accepted it.

Ok,

Then it's all the same.

Li Qingran's way of thinking, like her words, is unconventional, concise, yet quick and accurate.

There's another little secret,

Lin Mo told different lies to everyone, many lies.

She wasn't the only one kept in the dark, but thankfully she now knows everything.

Li Qingran understood.

But not accepted.

However, she cared more, was more worried, and felt more heartbroken...

In the crowd, there was a boy who seemed calm and collected, yet constantly glanced back anxiously to observe their situation.

Telling lies inevitably brings more pressure and will certainly cause immense suffering at all times.

Just thinking about it makes me feel so painful.

Misae can't make Hiroshi less tired, but she can comfort him.

Unlike before when I would worry unnecessarily, this time I genuinely helped share his burden...