Wenmer felt that he had changed.

I've never felt so anxious during class before. I just can't sit still at my desk, and all I can think about is that silly figure.

Now I understand why some people say that being in a relationship will affect your studies. In my current state, I can't listen to anything they say, and I've even thought about secretly sending a few WeChat messages to them several times.

It was the third period in the morning, almost four hours after I parted ways with Xia Lian that morning.

Wen Mo lay sprawled on his desk like a dried-out fish cake, staring blankly at his phone.

There are many red dots in WeChat, but he hasn't clicked them off because it's a hassle to swipe them off one by one each time he wants to clear them.

Moreover, Xia Lian was not among all those red dots.

He has quite a few friends, most of whom are class committee members from other classes, or school staff members, and he has also added quite a few teachers on WeChat.

She was considered one of the most popular social butterflies at school.

In most cases, Wenmo chooses to ignore meaningless messages from others. For example, during class just now, a class representative from another class sent him some meaningful messages.

Are you free tomorrow? I'd like to go shopping with you for something the school needs.

"It's just the two of us."

Wen Mo frowned slightly and shook his head helplessly.

She even added that it was just the two of them shopping together.

He wasn't stupid; he could see through the other person's true intentions at a glance. For example, after buying things, they would try to prolong the time and then use that as an excuse to go out and have fun or eat.

Currently, only some class committee members in the first year of high school and some upper grades know that he is the student council president.

Wen Mo thought for a while and then replied with a message.

"I'm sorry, I'm not free tomorrow. Maybe you could go shopping with someone from your class."

He refused very decisively. If the other person hadn't been a class representative from another class, he probably wouldn't have even replied.

However... if it were to go shopping with Lianbao, Wenmo would be very happy, and if possible, he would like to skip class right now.

After waiting for a while, Wen Mo stared intently at the screen. Ever since he had harassed Xia Lian with a WeChat message that morning, the girl hadn't replied.

I want to talk to her.

Even just typing a few words occasionally is fine.

At this moment, Wen Mo was twisted like a maggot, and only now did he truly understand Xia Lian's feelings when she first arrived.

That girl once said that she would feel uneasy if Wenmo wasn't around, which is why she wanted to stick to him all the time. But now the situation is much better, and she can sit obediently in the classroom to attend classes.

Now, Wen Mo is the one who's unhappy. He hasn't been able to see Xia Lian for several hours in the morning, and he can't concentrate on studying anything because his mind is filled with her image.

Finally, Wenmo's head slammed onto the desk with a "thud," and he lost consciousness. He then pulled out his phone and stared blankly at the other person's profile picture for a while.

Tap your finger twice on the screen to form a sentence that has never been sent before.

"miss you."

These three simple words made Wen Mo feel so nauseous that he wanted to jump off a cliff on the spot. He couldn't believe that he would one day type such nauseating words.

Despite his embarrassment, he swallowed hard and finally pressed the send button.

Shyly, this man was experiencing the bittersweet feeling of love for the first time. Even sending a WeChat message to the girl he liked was so difficult, and his heart was pounding much louder than he had imagined.

Wen Mo lowered his head, put his phone aside, and didn't dare to look at what would happen next.

Two minutes passed, and the phone remained silent; Xia Lian had not yet replied.

Seemingly getting impatient, Wen Mo bit her lower lip, glancing at her phone on the table every now and then, arms crossed, waiting patiently.

Don't get me wrong, I'm just waiting for news, I have no other intentions, so don't think I'm in a hurry.

Just as Wenmo was trying to comfort himself, his phone buzzed, prompting him to grab it with lightning speed and open the screen to see:

"Shocking! A certain city actually..."

Wen Mo was so angry he laughed, his lips trembling.

What a nutcase! How could they publish such a boring news story?

Just as he was about to put down his phone and listen to the lesson, another vibration came.

"Missing me?"

This is Lianbao's personal reply; you can almost picture her speaking through the screen.

The reply was only three words long, but it made Wen Mo pout, swaying left and right like a lovestruck fool, occasionally raising his head to glance at the people around him. Seeing that they didn't react, he continued to reply.

Yes, I miss you.

"Wenmo was playing on his phone during class."

"How dare you say that to me? You did it before too."

"I did this to reply to Wenmer."

"Is that so? Then you're such a good child."

"I'm very well-behaved."

Xia Lian's reply speed was not fast, mainly because her typing speed had not improved yet. She had only had the phone for a few months and was still not used to typing.

However, even a simple chat can have its own charm. Wen Mo smiled and chatted happily in the drawer with his head down.

Being in love is really comfortable, especially when you're with someone you like. Every word you say can stir up feelings in your heart. If I could, I really want to hug her through the screen.

"Wenmo, you're so stupid."

"I'm not stupid, you're the stupidest one."

"I'm not stupid... I'm very smart."

"If you're smart, then guess when I fell in love with you."

My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!