Mu Hengshi recalled that when he was a child, because the relationship between the two families improved, the Mu family invited Song Qingmo and others to be their guests. He remembered that Song Qingmo was very small.

At that time, because both parties were not very familiar with each other, he seemed a little restrained and shyly hid behind Song's father and mother. His two black eyes rolled around, and he looked at him curiously. He stayed there motionless, watching the Lego he built, and was so surprised that the lollipop in his mouth almost fell out.

Mu Hengshi didn't have any playmates at the time, and when he saw Song Qingmo like this, he was initially a little annoyed by the child's fussing, but then he was stunned by Song Qingmo's adorable appearance, and his heart was stirred. But he didn't show it, and just gave Song Qingmo a cold look.

Song Qingmo was so scared that he quickly ran to stay beside his parents. He felt like he was being bullied. For this, his mother scolded him for a long time.

Later, Mu Hengshi no longer resisted Song Qingmo's contact, but he didn't expect this guy to become even more aggressive. Whenever something new happened, he would run to his side and chatter non-stop. Unconsciously, Song Qingmo occupied most of his life.

At school, at home, or during breaks, that guy would always be by his side. Back then, he was annoyed and treated Song Qingmo badly, thinking that Song Qingmo couldn't live without him. Now, looking back, it was really ridiculous. It was obvious that Song Qingmo had cast a spell on him, making him unable to live without him.

Mu Heng looked at Song Qingmo, who had been curled up in his arms, and suddenly had some bad thoughts. Since Song Qingmo wanted him not to look at him, he would not do so. He would stare at him even more. If he ignored him, then who could last longer?

Song Qingmo felt that gaze drawing closer and closer, becoming even more intense. Suddenly, a gust of warm air blew by his ear, irritating it and causing it to turn red. Seeing Song Qingmo's reaction, Mu Hengshi intensified his anger. He whispered into his ear, "Song Qingmo, eh, is he asleep? But his ear is so red, is he having a fever?" Mu Hengshi took the opportunity to touch Song Qingmo's earlobe. It was soft, warm, and very nice to touch.

Song Qingmo also wanted to play dead to the end, but facing Mu Heng's hooligan behavior, he couldn't help it first. He was drowsy as if he had just woken up. Because he pretended to sleep for too long, there were red marks on his face. At this time, Song Qingmo didn't know how attractive he looked now.

Mu Heng looked at Song Qingmo, who looked like a little rabbit just waking from the quilt. His eyes were red and his gaze was blurry. Even his fair face was flushed from sleeping for too long. His heartbeat was like a drum, thump! thump! It seemed to be about to burst out of his chest. The tips of his ears and face brushed against each other and turned red. He quickly turned his head away and swallowed secretly, so that Song Qingmo would not notice anything unusual.

Seeing him turn his face away, Song Qingmo thought to himself that this man was quite sensible, otherwise he would have punched him. He wiped the place where Mu Heng had touched him with a wet tissue. The force was so strong that it seemed as if he wanted to peel off the skin.

Wen Zhiling didn't bury himself in his studies like his deskmate, and knew nothing about what was going on here. He secretly watched the interaction between the two, his teeth almost breaking. It's just that the man has feelings, but the woman has no intention. The look in Song Qingmo's eyes when he stared at Mu Heng was that of the murderer of his father.

He felt that Song Qingmo would be a good breakthrough point, and he only just now remembered the man in black who had helped him. He had contacted him and specifically told Song Qingmo to help him. If you don't know Mu Hengshi, you can ask him.

At first, he hadn't remembered it yet, only feeling the tension between the two. Now, it seemed Song Qingmo was eager for him to capture Mu Hengshi. The man in black was right.

A few classes later, Song Qingmo sat bored, when suddenly someone tapped his back with a pen. Wen Zhiling had finally made a move; he'd been waiting for it for a long time. He glanced at Mu Heng, but seeing he wasn't paying attention, he turned away. Wen Zhiling smiled and pointed to the ground. He looked down and saw a white slip of paper lying quietly on the floor.

Song Qingmo bent down to pick it up and quietly opened it under the table. It said: "Classmate Song Qingmo, can you wait for me while you have lunch? I have something to discuss with you."

Song Qingmo nodded imperceptibly, and Wen Zhiling understood. Little did he know that their meeting was witnessed by Mu Hengshi. Although Mu Hengshi's eyes were focused on the class, he would always keep a sharp eye on Song Qingmo.

Mu Hengshi clenched the pen in his hand. Wen Zhiling was indeed not a good person. He had actually started to hook up with Song Qingmo so quickly... Wen Zhiling's hesitant look reminded him of the person who had lied to him in the hospital a few months ago, claiming to be his savior.

Song Qingmo had calculated everything, but she had never imagined that the beauty-saving-hero drama would completely shatter Wen Zhiling's impression of Mu Heng. It was like he had lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot.

Song Qingmo kept his promise. During lunch, he walked quickly to avoid Mu Hengshi, but he forgot to make an appointment with Wen Zhiling in advance. So, the two of them were like headless flies, searching for each other in the cafeteria. Looking at the cafeteria full of people, Song Qingmo's intensive phobia was about to come out.

He wondered why they hadn't added each other's contact information at that time. There was no other way, so he had to bitterly start the search mode.

With a look of despair on his face and a gait that ignored everyone, he began to wander around the cafeteria. Mu Hengshi was not far away from Song Qingmo, following him closely.

Seeing Song Qingmo wandering around like a wandering soul, Mu Heng knew that the two of them must not have agreed on a meeting place in advance. He couldn't help laughing. Song Qingmo was still as unreliable as before and always careless.

At the same time, he began to feel sorry for Song Qingmo. Their cafeteria was huge, and it wasn't easy to find someone. If he kept looking like this, by the time lunch was over and classes started again, how could he possibly skip lunch?

In fact, Wen Zhiling had been found by Mu Hengshi a long time ago, and then sent back to the classroom, so Song Qingmo couldn't find him.

Song Qingmo had searched the cafeteria from top to bottom, but couldn't find Wen Zhiling. His stomach started growling. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Mu Hengshi had appeared beside him, holding two lunch boxes, one of which was filled with Song Qingmo's favorite treats.

Mu Hengshi saw that Song Qingmo didn't move, but his eyes were fixed on the lunch box in his hand, and his mouth was watering. He walked over considerately and said, "I saw that you had been in the cafeteria just now and hadn't gotten any food yet, so I got you one."