"Let's go." He took the first step and walked forward.

He knew as soon as Jiang Ce walked up to Su Xun. He didn't know what the two of them said, but a glaring smile appeared on Jiang Ce's face, which made him very uncomfortable. Then the two of them walked together.

"You still haven't told me what's going on with them," Yang Luonian said, determined to get an answer.

"I'm not familiar with them." A detached voice.

Yang Luonian: "You and Su Xun are close, so you must know something."

This person is still not giving up.

"Not familiar with them either."

Yang Luonian: ?

"That's strange. If she's not familiar with you, why is she familiar with me?"

The person in front paused slightly and turned around.

"You can give it a try."

Yang Luonian was caught off guard by a pair of cold eyes, and the temperature around him seemed to drop several degrees.

I couldn't help but shiver. It's already summer, why is it suddenly a little cold?

Did he say something wrong?

I don't think so.

Su Xun: "What were you trying to say to me just now?"

Luo Xi Middle School is behind the Second Municipal Hospital, about 500 meters from the nearest bus stop. The two walked side by side.

The students were all gathered in the shops near the school, and the road to the bus stop was no longer crowded, and the noise was much quieter.

Jiang Ce walked upright, each step extremely steady, deliberately keeping his stride the same distance from the person next to him. If Luo Feng and the others saw him, they would surely be surprised.

Just now, Jiang Ce mentally rehearsed what he wanted to say, and now that there were fewer people around, he was ready to say it all.

Actually, I...

After pouring out all the things that should have been said long ago, Jiang Ce carefully turned his head to look at Su Xun, trying to glean something from her expression.

Surprisingly calm, with eyes lowered, eyelashes casting a faint shadow beneath them, swaying with the owner's slight trembling.

"Actually, I think I guessed it; you don't mean that to me." He said calmly.

"Huh?" Ju, Ju, already knew? Jiang Ce almost stumbled.

"Didn't you say it yourself? You were talking about your sister that noon." Su Xun gave him a chuckle.

Jiang Ce: "That's what I said, but at the time I didn't even know that's what I was thinking."

Su Xun: "No wonder, he comes to see me every few days."

Jiang Ce: "Now that I've clarified things, we're still friends, right?"

I blushed for no reason.

"Aren't we?" He gave the person a laugh.

After hearing this, Su Xun could feel that the person next to him seemed to walk much more lightly. If this person had a tail, it would have been wagging so fast it would have been a beautiful sight.

"Well then, as a friend, I'd like to ask you a question." Su Xun paused, and seeing Jiang Ce's confused look, he spoke again.

"Are you really the Jiang Ce I know? Or have you been switched with someone else?"

"Tsk, guess for yourself." She raised an eyebrow with amusement, then leisurely walked away.

After changing her shoes at home, Pei Ke walked straight to the stairs in her slippers.

He usually goes back to his parents on weekends. Pei's mother was making soup in the kitchen when she saw her son come back. She was about to ask him to come and help when she saw him go upstairs with a cold expression.

My son seems a bit off.

Back in the familiar room, I put down my backpack and immediately noticed the violin in the corner, my expression unreadable.

"I'm back," Pei's father said, placing his briefcase at the door and changing his shoes before coming in. "It smells so good. Let me see what you're cooking."

Pei's mother quickly put down the small spoon in her hand, walked towards her husband, and naturally took off his outer clothes and placed them on her arm.

"Honey, I think Xiao Ke might be in some kind of trouble," Ms. Lin said worriedly.

Pei Lingqun couldn't bear to see his wife frowning, so he used his hand to support Lin Ran's shoulder and helped her to sit down on the sofa.

He comforted her, saying, "Xiao Ke is so grown up now, it's normal for her to have some worries."

A violin tune drifted up from upstairs, and one could vaguely sense the player's turbulent emotions from the music.

"Xiao Ke hasn't played the violin in a long time; she must have suffered some kind of trauma."

Lin Ran felt even more uneasy.

Pei's father: "Alright, we'll ask him about it when we eat later. Maybe he hasn't played the zither in a long time and wants to practice."

The two were discussing their beloved son on the sofa.

The fingering on the zither was a mess, with one wrong note after another.

He simply can't calm down.

He sighed and put the zither back where it was.

As the sun sets and night falls, the distant sky turns a dark bluish-black, revealing a pale moon.

The room was dark, and as he watched the night gradually fill the space, he suddenly felt a little disheartened.

It seems I can't escape this situation. Resigned, I lay down on the small sofa, covering my eyes with one hand to hide the emotions in my eyes in the darkness.