After sending that message, the other party remained silent.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Did they confiscate your phone?" Wen Mo muttered to himself, and seeing that she didn't reply, he had no choice but to put his phone back in his pocket.

But the atmosphere around him was strange, especially the feeling that countless eyes were staring at him, which made Wen Mo slowly raise his head and meet an angry face.

"Teacher, sir." Wen Mo quickly straightened up and greeted him with an embarrassed smile.

For some time now, all eyes in the class have been on him. The teacher was so amused that she took a few quick steps to Wen Mo and glanced down to see him flirting with some girl.

Tsk tsk tsk, look at that note.

Yo yo yo yo, still calling me "Pity Bao"~

I also said "I miss you".

"...Pay attention to classroom discipline." The teacher adjusted his glasses, coughed twice, and gestured for the class to look back at the blackboard. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly lowered his head and whispered, "Could you be a little more careful? Don't be so blatant, it's putting me in a difficult position..."

After she finished speaking, she returned to the podium, not forgetting to give Wen Mo a slightly warning look.

Wen Mo breathed a sigh of relief and laughed at himself.

My phone was in the drawer; I typed out a message and planned to send it.

"The teacher is here."

"The teacher... is here."

The messages were sent almost simultaneously. Xia Lian clutched her chest, still quite frightened by the teacher who had suddenly passed by.

Even so, her eyes were filled with tenderness as she looked at the message on her phone, typing out each word with her fingers, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of secretly chatting with Wen Mo.

There's always this inexplicable... feeling.

The once obedient, naive, and silly Xia Lian seems to have changed a bit, but it's hard to pinpoint exactly how.