"But...the boss is really studying..."

......

At this moment, Mo Yuqing had just returned to her empty home. After changing into a thin lace-trimmed nightgown, she curled up on the sofa with her long, beautiful legs wrapped around her, feeling somewhat down.

She didn't want Chen Lu to date other people, but she wasn't ready to pursue him.

This was the first time in her life she had experienced what it meant to be anxious and insecure.

It was only at this moment that she finally realized that she liked Chen Lu.

She had been very curious before about where Chen Lu got so much time every day and how he managed to worry about her so much.

It's only now that I realize it wasn't that I had nothing to do, but that I cared too much about myself.

She cares so much that she thinks about whether she's unhappy or uncomfortable every day, and she knows her menstrual cycle better than she does herself.

After a long silence.

She tapped her phone and wrote a message on her WeChat Moments:

I hope that all the things I cherish will become clear to me without me having to lose them.

This was Mo Yuqing's hint to Chen Lu.

After thinking it over for a long time, she still couldn't bring herself to send Chen Lu a message, even just a simple "goodnight".

This post on her WeChat Moments came more than two months after her previous one, which was posted on her birthday.

Mo Yuqing clicked on the picture, and her mind became even clearer.

It was a very beautiful bouquet of roses.

Red roses bloom freely, seemingly never to wither.

They certainly won't wither.

Because it's all made of paper.

Chen Lu had spent nearly half a month preparing for his birthday party, and then gave himself this bouquet of flowers that he had folded by hand.

All thirty-three roses were folded from paper.

Mo Yuqing still remembers the extremely envious looks from the girls around her.

Within minutes, countless comments flooded the new Moments post.

"Are you feeling down, senior? I'll go to the movies with you."

Are you implying that I don't want to lose you either? Even though you rejected me, I've been waiting for you.

"Yuqing, if you're feeling down, go for a walk. I'll be right downstairs at your dorm."

"Do you regret it? Just say the word and I'll be in Hangzhou tomorrow!"

These comments almost made Mo Yuqing choke, so she quickly deleted the ones she had forgotten to delete.

Why do they still remember me when I don't even remember these people?

The girls' comments come a little slower, but not to the point of making one's blood pressure spike.

"Hugs to Qingbao~"

"Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, lest they wither and fall, leaving only bare branches."

Liu Yan, who was in the know, only posted a sighing emoji to express her disappointment.

Mo Yuqing sighed in disappointment and continued to refresh the messages. This was the first time she had paid so much attention to the comments under her Moments post, because she was waiting for someone.

No matter how positive or enthusiastic these comments are, they are not what she wants.

She wanted to see Chen Lu's reply.

Even a like would be appreciated.

A very long time passed, and she still didn't wait.

Mo Yuqing nervously clicked into Chen Lu's WeChat Moments.

Chen Lu's WeChat Moments is still empty; he hasn't posted a single message.

Unlike before, the background of her WeChat Moments post has changed from her back view to a Pikachu.

As the night deepened, the lights in the nearby buildings went out one by one until it was pitch black.

The proud girl waited until she fell asleep, but she never received the reply she wanted…

The cool moonlight shone through the window, illuminating the bouquet of paper roses on the coffee table with an incomparably cold and beautiful glow.

Behind this bouquet of roses, a sleeping girl lies on her side on the sofa, her beauty otherworldly.

The moonlight illuminated her pretty profile, her fair neck, and her snow-white thighs.

And the dried tear stains on her cheeks.