The next day.

When I woke up, I felt like my arm had been amputated. It took me a while to realize that Xia Lian had been using it as a pillow all night. Because it had been pressed down for so long, my fingertips were even turning white.

Gently pulling his arm away, Wenmo placed a pillow under her head, and his arm regained some feeling, though it still felt a little sore and numb.

Seeing this familiar scene when he woke up, Wenmo felt relieved, as if everything had returned to normal.

He rubbed his eyes, feeling refreshed after a long sleep. He checked his phone and realized why he had slept so soundly.

"It's already 11 a.m.?!" Wen Mo twitched the corner of his mouth, this was the first time he had gotten up so late.

Seemingly awakened by the noise of him getting up, the girl's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes. She looked up and saw Wen Mo holding his phone, seemingly doing something.

Still a little dazed, Xia Lian rubbed her still sleepy eyes after clearing her head for a few seconds.

"morning……"

"Morning... my foot! It's almost noon, and we'll have to eat lunch soon." Wen Mo gently tapped her head.

The knock snapped Xia Lian out of her daze, though her face still looked a little nervous. "I have to go to class today..."

"..."

Wen Mo was speechless. This girl had just cried last night, and the first thing she thought about when she woke up this morning was going to class. How much does she love studying?

Stretching, Wen Mo got out of bed and stood up. Looking at the girl's no longer haggard face and her eyes that had regained their spirit, he looked her over for a few seconds and couldn't help but nod in satisfaction.

"You're recovering well." He patted Xia Lian's head, feeling much relieved.

The girl's eyes narrowed slightly, and her already messy hair became even more disheveled after he rubbed it, but she didn't care at all as she shook her head slightly with a satisfied expression.

"Because of me, I saw my mother."

"In a dream?"

“Yes, my mother talked to me a lot.” As she said this, a shadow of sadness crossed her eyes, but she quickly perked up again. “She told me to live a good life.”

All her previous dreams were nightmares, and they only eased up when she slept with Wen Mo. However, last night, Xia Lian had a rare beautiful dream.

Her mother's face was as gentle as ever. In her dream, she talked to her for a long time. Xia Lian rested her head on her mother's lap, feeling her cheek being gently stroked.

Even after waking up, I still felt a lingering attachment to that dream.

But unlike before, the girl now knows that her mother has always loved her.

Although she missed her mother very much, she had to move forward and see her. As long as the memory existed in her mind, her mother would live forever in Xia Lian's heart.

She slowly closed her eyes and covered her chest, where her stars resided.

Xia Lian knew that she was no longer afraid of waking up. Even though last night's dream made her very happy, there would always be a time when she woke up. And when she opened her eyes again, a new day had arrived.

"Thank you, Winmer."

Xia Lian suddenly spoke up to thank her, her big eyes staring straight at her.

"Why are you suddenly thanking me?" Wen Mo was slightly taken aback, but quickly responded with a smile, "No need to thank me for last night."

The girl shook her head. "The thank you I said earlier was a message my mother passed on to you."

She also told her mother about Wenmo, letting her mother know that she was doing well now and was no longer alone.

Hearing this, Wen Mo felt a mix of emotions, but he still managed a smile and waved his hand, saying, "We're all family, it's only right that we take care of each other."

Her mother trusts me completely...

Wen Mo loosely clenched his fist, shook his head, and stopped thinking about anything else. He smiled and raised one corner of his mouth. "Let's not go to school for a while. Let's take a day off and rest at home."

Xia Lian was still sitting on the bed, but her expression was somewhat puzzled.

"Ask for leave……?"

"Yeah, you're not feeling well, so it's good for you to rest at home for a day."

The girl tilted her head slightly, and after hearing this, she gently shook her head. "I've recovered... I can go to class now."

"..." Wen Mo sighed and rubbed his forehead. "I was just about to ask for sick leave for us. Do you really want to go to school?"

It seemed that she only heard the words "sick leave," and Xia Lian's face showed a rare hint of tension as she gently jumped off the bed and ran to Wen Mo's side.

"Wenmo, are you sick?"

As she spoke, she tried to press her forehead against Wenmo's head with a worried expression, but unfortunately, due to the large height difference, even when she stood on tiptoe, she could only touch Wenmo's neck.

“…Don’t worry, I’m not sick.” Wen Mo awkwardly pulled her back onto the bed. “I just wanted to pretend to be sick so I would have a reason to take the day off.”

Xia Lian paused for a moment, and after thinking for a while, she came to a conclusion, tilting her head and showing a strange expression.

"Wen Mo is here, lying...?"

"Well, you could say that."

"But lying is wrong..."

The girl shook her head, and her gaze toward Wen Mo held a hint of worry, as if she was concerned about his mental state.

"It's okay, taking a day off once in a while won't cause any problems. It's fine for us to take a day off today." Without explaining any further, Wen Mo ran to the kitchen as if trying to escape and started making breakfast.

She's definitely got the mindset of a good girl; she's probably never had any other thoughts growing up.

He's never really followed any rules growing up; he just does whatever he finds fun or beneficial to himself.

Mischievous and naughty was his defining characteristic when he was a child. It could be said that apart from his grades, there was nothing about him that his parents and teachers could be at ease with.

Just as she was about to ask for leave after finishing cooking, she suddenly felt some movement behind her. Without turning her head, Wen Mo said, "The food will be ready soon. You can sit outside and wait for a while."

Xia Lian shook her head, reached out and gently hugged Wen Mo's waist, her voice unusually sweet and coquettish, "I just want a hug..."

Seeing that she was no longer worried about taking leave, Wen Mo turned around with a sense of relief, looked at the arms tightly wrapped around his body, and leaned down slightly to embrace the girl's soft body.

"Mmm..." Xia Lian buried her head in his chest, humming softly as if absorbing nourishment.

Wen Mo lowered his head and remained silent, gently stroking the other person's head. He was no longer thinking about anything else; all he wanted to do now was hold the other person a little longer.

"Wenmo..."

"Um?"

Lying is bad.

"..."

Wenmo's expression suddenly turned constipated.

"Okay, I understand! We'll go to school after lunch..."