Even at dinner time, Xia Lian was still not used to her new hairstyle.

Because her bangs became thinner, her eyes were fully revealed.

However, due to her long-term habit of hanging her head and frowning, coupled with her rather lifeless eyes, to outsiders her gaze seemed to be one of equal dislike for everyone.

"It feels so strange." She looked up at herself in the mirror, reaching out to pinch a strand of her hair. "My head feels lighter..."

"You'll get used to it." Wen Mo smiled and ruffled her hair.

After getting her hair cut, this girl seems to be no longer afraid of looking in the mirror, and she even goes to the bathroom every now and then to look at her face.

Xia Lian didn't know how to describe this light and airy feeling, but after getting her hair cut, she really felt much lighter.

Wen Mo yawned, got up and went to the living room.

What do you want to eat tonight?

"rice."

"I'm not asking what kind of staple food you want, I'm asking what kind of dishes you want." He opened the refrigerator with a wry smile. There were still a lot of ingredients left from what he had bought earlier, so he could make a more elaborate meal tonight. "If you don't order any dishes, I'll just improvise."

Wen Mo stroked his chin and took some ingredients out of the refrigerator. "School officially starts tomorrow, so let's have a big meal tonight."

As he spoke, he picked up the ingredients and went into the kitchen.

But before they could even start, a small figure squeezed in beside them.

Seemingly used to it, Wen Mo didn't say anything, but simply tossed her a few potatoes and told Xia Lian to wash them in the sink.

Ever since Xia Lian moved in, she would always follow Wen Mo around like a ghost, eager to help whenever he needed it.

However, the kitchen in this apartment is not very big, so it's inevitable that the two people will bump into each other inside.

Wenmo could only pretend not to notice, but in reality, a wave of emotion was stirring within him.

"The potatoes... are peeled." Xia Lian poked his back and handed him the washed and peeled potatoes.

He reached out to take it, but accidentally touched Xia Lian's small hand while holding the potato, causing Wen Mo to quickly pull his hand back. "Thank you."

Xia Lian's hands were still wet from washing potatoes, and perhaps because he used to do chores often, he could vaguely feel a layer of calluses.

"Wenmo, what's wrong?" She tilted her head, still holding another potato in her hand.

"It's nothing, I was just praising how well you peeled the potatoes."

"But Wenmer's face is so red."

"...Go wash the vegetables."

"oh."

His face was indeed a little red, perhaps even Wen Mo himself didn't notice. He had already hugged him, but now just touching his hand made his heart race.

This kid is surprisingly innocent.

Turning her head, she saw Xia Lian continuing to do other work as if nothing had happened, her expression unchanged.

Seeing this, he patted his cheeks.

Keep a calm mind, keep a calm mind...

With a long breath, Wen Mo opened his eyes and entered serious cooking mode, reaching a super level of perfect harmony between man and pot, while Xia Lian watched intently with her mouth agape.

Only when the last dish was finished cooking did Wenmo put down the spatula he had been wielding so vigorously.

"Wen Mo, that's amazing." Xia Lian clapped her hands expressionlessly.

This wasn't the first time Xia Lian had watched Wen Mo cook, but she always sincerely praised him, which instantly satisfied Wen Mo's little vanity.

"Of course, haha." He held up the plate of food and gestured for Xia Lian to start eating. "Please."

After saying that, Wen Mo stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a piece of chicken that had been fully marinated and put it into her bowl. "Braised chicken with potatoes, my specialty."

Xia Lian picked up the chicken from the bowl and put it directly into her mouth. A savory and delicious flavor immediately won over her taste buds.

"It smells delicious and tastes great."

"Isn't it delicious?" Wen Mo smiled, his eyes crinkling, and scooped a spoonful of the stewed chicken and potato broth into her rice. "This is the true essence of eating stewed chicken and potatoes."

He enjoyed watching Xia Lian eat, because she usually had a cold face and no expression, but when she ate, she would show a faint sense of satisfaction.

"Eat more, eat more." Wen Mo stretched his arms a few times, picked up his chopsticks, and prepared to start eating. "You won't be able to eat my cooking tomorrow at noon."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Lian, who had been enjoying her meal, suddenly stopped and looked up at him with a puzzled expression.

"Can't we eat it? Was it Wenmo's cooking...?"

"Yes, we have to eat lunch in the cafeteria tomorrow. I'll cook for you when we get back in the evening."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and finished the rice in his bowl.

Unexpectedly, after saying those words, Xia Lian, who was sitting next to her, seemed to realize something, and stopped moving her chopsticks.

"If I go to school, I won't see Wenmo for a long time..." Her tone became somewhat disappointed, the satisfaction on her face disappeared and was gradually replaced by dejection, and her eyes also became much dimmer.

Don't expect to see Wenmo again in the morning or afternoon at the very least.

Seeing her like this, Wen Mo stopped eating and instead helped her put down her chopsticks.

He scratched his head, unsure how to comfort him, "We're not in the same class, so we'll definitely have to be separated."

They weren't even in the same grade.

"oh……"

Xia Lian knew this, but she still felt very disappointed. The thought of being separated from Wen Mo for several hours made her feel inexplicably empty.

Wen Mo took in her expression and felt anxious; he had to find a solution.

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