An Ci curled his lips and said, "What do you mean by 'I think'? I'm not in your school, how would I know?"
After a pause, she glanced at him and laughed casually, "It's normal if there is. After all, our Mr. Shen is so handsome and good at studying. He can easily charm a lot of people."
Shen Mo narrowed his eyes and said in a clear voice, "Did it charm you?"
An Ci was startled, but quickly reacted. She said with a smile, "That was almost there."
Then she raised her hand and patted his shoulder, "Your cultivation is not enough."
“…”
After a moment of silence, Shen Mo smiled with an ambiguous tone, "Okay, then I will continue practicing."
An Ci was amused by his rare humor, but she didn't know what she saw, and the smile on her face stopped.
"What happened to your hand?"
She pulled his left hand over and looked at the scratch on his palm. The wound had already scabbed off and was faintly pink.
With just one glance, An Ci could tell that the wound was caused by a sharp blade.
"It's just a minor injury." Shen Mo wanted to pull his hand back, but was pulled back by the other party.
"How did you get hurt?" she asked.
Unlike him, her hands would be very cold in autumn and winter and would take a long time to warm up.
Shen Mo stopped struggling and let her hold him, saying casually, "I accidentally got it during class."
An Ci knew that the classes he was talking about were not at school, but private lessons. A few years ago, Shen Mo had taken a break from school for a while. When she asked him the reason, he just said that the content taught in school was too simple, so he hired a teacher to take other courses.
After that, Shen Mo would ask for long vacations every once in a while. Shi Che didn't care about it and just said that he respected any decision Shen Mo made.
Although Shen Mo didn't tell her in detail, An Ci knew that the extra courses he took were very diverse, just like An Yiyao and the others, who learned everything and were extremely enthusiastic.
An Ci stared at his scabby wound for a while and asked in a muffled voice, "Does it hurt?"
Shen Mo said, "It doesn't hurt."
Anticipating this answer, An Ci let go of his hand, raised his eyebrows and looked at him, snorting, "You're just being stubborn."
Shen Mo smiled, thinking of the note she gave him, and said, "When will you change the note?"
"No change." An Ci leaned back, curling his lips and smiling, "It suits you very well."
I have had the bad habit of being stubborn since I was a child.
Shen Mo smiled helplessly.
Nanyi High School is located in the bustling area of the imperial capital. There is a snack street just outside the back door, which brings together a variety of delicacies from all over the world. Students and office workers from nearby areas come here to find food at mealtimes.
When An Ci and Shen Mo came over, they happened to catch the students coming out to eat after school. Looking around, they saw a huge group of people.
Shen Mo pulled An Ci in front of him, where he could see her by just lowering his head.
"What do you want to eat first?" He pulled up the hood of her sweatshirt to block the gazes of people around her.
This was An Ci's second visit to this snack street. The last time was two years ago, and it was raining heavily at that time, so they didn't have time to go shopping before going back.
She looked around curiously, "Roujiamo."
After she finished speaking, she subconsciously turned around to look at him, only to find that the boy behind her was wrapping his fingers around the strap of her sweatshirt.
An Ci's mouth twitched, "Are you taking a dog walk?"
Shen Mo said calmly, "There are so many people here, I'm afraid you'll get lost."
Anci, "..."
How stupid is she that she can get lost when she is this old?
Shen Mo pushed down the brim of her hat and said, "Let's go. It's the small restaurant with the green sign in front."
When the word "roujiamo" was mentioned, An Ci's attention was immediately diverted. He looked up at the small restaurant that Shen Mo mentioned and walked forward quickly.
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