"Thank you, everyone." Xia Lian said obediently, her eyes filled with an indescribable seriousness.

"Pfft, hahaha! You're so serious. Who thanks you when making friends?" Yin Tao laughed without any attempt to hide her laughter, reaching out to gently rub Xia Lian's soft cheeks. "Huh? I just realized you're so thin. You don't have much fat on your face."

She felt the texture in her hand with surprise. Although the face was soft, she didn't feel much flesh. Instead, with a little force, it felt like she could touch the bones in her face.

In fact, after Wen Mo rested for a few days, Xia Lian had gained a little weight. When she first met her, she was really as thin as a sheet of paper. Coupled with her sickly pale face, she gave people a feeling of both purity and illness, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

Ye Qingzhou frowned slightly as he looked at Xia Lian, whose face was being played with. "Stop playing with her face. Don't hurt her."

"oh."

Upon hearing this, Yin Tao obediently withdrew her hands.

"Actually, you can knead it..."

Xia Lian added cautiously.

She remembered her cousin saying that it's okay for friends to be a little close.

"But this doesn't apply to friends of the opposite sex! If a guy dares to touch you like that, slap him across the face!"

Recalling Wen Mo's teachings, Xia Lian nodded her head as if she understood but not quite.

Listen carefully to my teachings.

"It's okay, you don't have to spoil her. This girl has a strong grip, you don't want her to hurt your face," Ye Qingzhou said with concern, while glancing at Yin Tao beside her.

"Who do you think has a stronger hand?"

"I'm talking to you, you idiot." He rolled his eyes. "Do you remember who was the one who shook hands with everyone at graduation and made the teacher's hand turn purple?"

Seemingly having been touched on something, Yin Tao's arrogance was immediately extinguished, and she could only obediently tap her fingers and play with them, muttering to herself.

"I... I didn't mean to..."

Seeing this, Xia Lian hesitated for a few seconds, then gently raised her small hand and said timidly, "Don't... argue..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two who had been mocking each other immediately stopped and looked over at the same time.

Seeing this, Yin Tao's dimples appeared, and a sweet smile appeared on her face. "We're not arguing. This is just how we usually communicate, right, Qingzhou?"

As she spoke, she gave Ye Qingzhou a look.

Ye Qingzhou didn't try to hide it. Instead, he pretended to have a headache, covered his forehead, and said helplessly, "Yes, we've been communicating like this since junior high. It's been like this for a long time."

Listening to their conversation, Xia Lian seemed to have a mental breakdown. In her memory, when the other party said something sarcastic, it was basically meant to disgust you.

"No, we had a fight?" She tilted her head and said blankly.

"Yes, there was no arguing. You can communicate with us like this. This is what true friends do."

"So you and I were friends after all?" Ye Qingzhou added sarcastically.

Xia Lian lowered her head in deep thought, all her previous memories flooding her mind.

This girl had no experience in getting along with friends. In her memory, she was the one who usually suffered when her classmates argued. No matter who won the argument, the loser would take their anger out on her.

So from then on, she began to fear people arguing, and even feared that the other person would speak loudly, which made Xia Lian feel inexplicably timid.

"Okay, let's argue...?"

"I didn't mean to argue. What I meant was that you should try to be more easygoing when you're with us. There's no need to be so tense all the time."

As she spoke, Yin Tao chuckled and cupped Xia Lian's cheek, turning her face towards her own. "Come on, say something to me like we were talking earlier."

Xia Lian thought for a moment, then blinked. "Idiot?"

"..."

"Giggle..."

Yin Tao looked extremely embarrassed, seemingly not expecting her to say that, while Ye Qingzhou beside her was laughing happily.

Looking into the other person's eyes, Xia Lian rubbed her fingers together between her legs, asking doubtfully, "Did I do it right?"

"That's not the sentence, you misspoke."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xia Lian's eyes immediately fell into disappointment.

"sorry."

"There's no need to apologize! How should I put it..." Yin Tao stood awkwardly on the spot, feeling extremely uncomfortable interacting with the girl in front of her, as if she were taking care of a child.

Ye Qingzhou smiled and took Yin Tao's hand, saying, "You can interact with Yin Tao like this from now on. Don't be too nervous."

Ye Qingzhou has a habit of carefully observing the other person and then mentally assigning them a certain position.

The girl in front of us is characterized by extreme insecurity, low self-esteem, and a somewhat naive nature; she believes whatever others tell her.

In short... he guessed that this girl must have gone through something before, or maybe it was something she was born with? It's hard to say.

However, as long as we get along well, that's fine.

The classroom was still noisy, and Xia Lian was no longer alone in the corner where she sat. With a chatterbox like Yin Tao around, it was impossible to have any peace and quiet, not to mention the sharp-tongued Ye Qingzhou constantly criticizing her.

When the homeroom teacher arrived, everyone in the class fell silent and turned to look at a middle-aged woman who appeared to be around forty years old standing on the podium.

Fortunately, the homeroom teacher was easygoing and seemed approachable.

After introducing themselves, they led everyone to the playground and helped them find the location of their class.

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