On the lawn by the river, Su Qingci held up a small swatter to swat mosquitoes at the cow.

Song Jingzhou slowly approached, pretending it was unintentional.

Peeking.

Look up at the sky.

I'll steal another glance.

He took another step closer, put his hands in his pockets, and looked down at the grass.

Kick your leg.

He turned around and looked up at the sky again.

He glanced at the other person again and saw that they still hadn't noticed him.

Scratching his head.

Su Qingci had actually been observing the other person out of the corner of her eye the whole time.

Seeing the other person's expression of wanting to get closer but not daring to, they made a series of sticky, affectionate gestures.

She wanted to roll her eyes; it felt as awkward as a middle school student asking their mother for living expenses.

I need to keep holding back; I can't forgive him like this.

Otherwise they'll become even more lawless in the future.

Song Jingzhou noticed that Su Qingci was ignoring him.

I had no choice but to grit my teeth and go on, leaning back against the ox's back.

He said ingratiatingly, "You're not growing no matter how much you eat, what are you doing?"

Why are you ignoring me?

Su Qingci was speechless; she was pretending to have completely forgotten what happened yesterday.

Are you shamelessly pretending nothing happened?

He's no good at coaxing people, but he's a master at playing the fool.

Seeing that the other person ignored him and continued swatting mosquitoes, Song Jingzhou awkwardly touched his nose.

Then, gritting his teeth, he pulled a small object out of his pocket.

In a flash, it was shoved into Su Qingci's arms.

Then he turned around, looked up at the sky, put his hands in his pockets, and his eyes became wide squinting.

His black pupils almost popped out of the corners of his eyes as he secretly observed Su Qingci's actions.

Su Qingci took a look and saw that they were a pair of hair clips with silk ribbon bows, and there was a piece of paper stuffed in the middle of the clips.

He looked at Song Jingzhou with a puzzled expression, only to meet the other's slanted eyes, which were about to break through his limits.

Startled, he quickly looked away and casually touched his nose.

Su Qingci curiously pulled out the piece of paper, which was clearly torn from a workbook, and unfolded it.

At the very top of the dense text are three large characters.

Apology letter

"Respected Comrade Su, I'm sorry, I have realized my mistake."

"And to deeply reflect on and seriously examine oneself."

"How could I have made such an unforgivable, morally reprehensible, and outrageous mistake?"

"I write this letter with deep regret and remorse."

"I shouldn't have deceived Comrade Su, who trusted me, and I shouldn't have knowingly persisted in doing things against her will, even though I knew she was unusually resistant to certain things..."

"Such behavior is extremely egregious, and I offer my sincerest apologies."