The next morning, when it was just light, Rong Xi woke up early. Because she had early classes, she got up quickly.

Her parents were still nowhere to be found. Perhaps influenced by the original owner's mood, Rong Xi felt a pang of gloom cast over her heart, and her mood became low. She had no appetite for breakfast and only managed a few bites before heading to the academy.

As soon as I stepped into the classroom, I heard the system prompt that the task object was also in this classroom.

She subconsciously looked up and, as expected, saw Fu Mochen who was concentrating on the phone screen.

Rong Xi pretended to be calm, walked towards him, and sat down beside him seemingly casually.

Although there was some noise when he sat down, Fu Mochen seemed not to hear it, and his fingers were typing frantically on the screen of his mobile phone. Seeing this, Rong Xi did not deliberately disturb him, but just waited quietly for class to start.

This is a German elective class, and most of the students in the classroom have already put on AR translation glasses.

As class time approached, Fu Mochen finally unplugged himself from his phone. He raised his head and, like other students, methodically took out his computer and AR translation glasses.

Inadvertently, his eyes swept over Rong Xi beside him. This was the beautiful girl that everyone had been talking about some time ago.

He didn't deliberately turn his head to look directly, but just caught a glimpse of Rong Xi's high ponytail with the corner of his eye, exuding the breath of youthful vitality and sunshine.

The professor walked steadily into the classroom and began his routine roll call. Several students were absent, but the professor remained calm, obviously accustomed to this.

Those who were absent were not lazing around in the dormitory, but because they had already been arranged to study in the family, or they had already mastered the next courses and chose to go to other classrooms to attend classes.

The original owner was proficient in English and French, and only knew a little German. This was why Rong Xi appeared here to attend the class today.

Halfway through the course, Fu Mochen's AR translation glasses suddenly ran out of power, and the remaining power was obviously not enough to support him to finish the course.

He was proficient in the same language as Rong Xi, and he only came into contact with German after entering university. He also hired a special tutor after class. Even though he had a strong learning ability, he could not fully understand everything the professor said.

In desperation, he took off his glasses and searched for the charger in his bag, but found that he had not brought it with him because he was in a hurry to go out.

Rong Xi knew what was going on when she saw him rummaging around. She took out another pair of glasses from her bag and gently pushed them across the table in front of Fu Mochen, saying in a low voice, "You can use this first."

Rong Xi spoke softly but didn't turn around, which surprised Fu Mochen. He looked at the glasses on the table and finally took them, saying thank you in a low voice.

Rong Xi did not answer. After all, it was class time, and this unintentional interaction also marked the first time the two of them met.

After the class was over and the professor left the classroom, Fu Mochen returned the glasses and said, "Thank you."

The attitude was very good and polite. Rong Xi thought it was good, but he just replied lightly, "You're welcome." Then he took the computer and left.

At this moment, the system's voice rang out in Rong Xi's mind: [Rong Xi, why don't you take advantage of such a good opportunity?]

"Am I going to die tomorrow? I can't leave this task for later."

System […] He shouldn’t talk so much.

Rong Xi quickly returned to the villa. She seldom came back, and her driver basically picked her up every day, so when she arrived at the door, she couldn't remember the password for a moment.

The villa bedrooms here are basically two people per room, and those with special needs can apply for a single person per room.

But most people just use it for lunch break, because some classes have one period in the morning and another in the afternoon.

Rong Xi stood at the door for a long time. When he was about to let the system crack the password, he saw a girl walking over. It seemed that she had just finished class.

When the girl saw Rong Xi, her face was immediately filled with surprise. When she came closer, Rong Xi remembered that this was her roommate Pan Xianqi.

Although they had only met a few times since they met, Pan Xianqi was always enthusiastic every time they met.

"Xixi, you forgot your password again?!" Pan Xianqi asked with a smile.

Rong Xi nodded slightly embarrassedly: "It's been a long time since I came here."

Pan Xianqi stepped forward and entered the password. With two beeps, the door opened. The approximately 120-square-meter house had two bedrooms, and the living room was also divided into two areas. On Pan Xianqi's side of the sofa, a large panda stuffed animal rested on top.

"Yes, you haven't been back for a long time. Your aunt came to clean the day before yesterday, and I thought it was unnecessary since you didn't come to live here. I didn't expect you to come today." Pan Xianqi said as he walked into the house.

After Rong Xi placed her bag and computer in her room, she came out and said to Pan Xianqi, "I'm afraid I'll be bothering you for a while."

Pan Xianqi looked surprised: "You're going to live here for the rest of the time. Do your parents agree?"

It wasn't that she was too surprised. Her freshman year was about to end, and Jiang Rongxi had only come to the dormitory a few times, let alone stayed overnight. It was understandable that she was so surprised.

Rong Xi shook his head slightly: "It's okay, I'm already this old, they will agree." Maybe they don't care.

"That's great. Do you have classes this afternoon? Let's go out for dinner together."

Pan Xianqi was a little excited. Her family was in Shanghai, and she could only go back during holidays. Most of the time she was either in the house her parents bought for her near the school or in the dormitory. Anyway, she was alone no matter where she was.

"There's still one class left. We can go together after it's over."

"Okay, I'll go clean up then."

The two returned to their rooms. Rong Xi thought about it and sent a message to her parents, telling them that she would be living in school for the time being.

I thought they wouldn't interfere, but right after I sent the message, Jiang's mother called me.

The phone kept ringing. Rong Xi didn't want to answer it, but after hesitating for a while, he finally answered it just before hanging up.

An anxious voice soon came from the other end, "Xixi, why do you want to live in the school? Are you unhappy that your mother didn't have dinner with you last night?"

The voice was very familiar, and Rong Xi felt very close to it.

"No, I just want to live in school for a while."

"Xixi, Mommy is sorry. I really had something to do yesterday. Don't blame Mommy. Don't stay at school. Who will take care of you there?"

Mother Jiang was concerned about her daughter. As she spoke, Rong Xi began to have a heavy nasal sound and soft sobs through the receiver.

When the original owner was a child, he had a very good relationship with his mother. They could talk about anything, and the elders in the clan also doted on Rong Xi.

But when did this relationship change? It seemed that it started from the third year of high school. Jiang's mother was often not at home, and the original owner began to suspect what his mother was doing outside.