Love is a relationship that requires mutual affection between two people. If it's not based on mutual affection but on other factors, it will dissipate in the blink of an eye.
"So you need to step up your game, don't always be a coward, you have to take the initiative once in a while." Wen Mo was playing the role of a strategist at this moment, giving advice to Qin Zhou behind the scenes, just like Yin Tao before.
"But, but..."
Qin Zhou was clearly hesitant; his curly hair swayed on his head, his thumb was clenched in his palm, and his expression was uncertain.
"But what?"
"...But I don't know if I like her or not." Qin Zhou seemed to have changed completely. His previous carefree demeanor was gone, and he sat in front of Wen Mo like a humble primary school student seeking knowledge.
Wen Mo laughed when he heard this.
He knew this feeling all too well before.
He finally understood the meaning of liking someone right after celebrating Xia Lian's birthday. He was alone in the bathroom trying to calm himself down, but he couldn't stop his heart from pounding in his chest.
Every time he had any contact with Xia Lian before, his heart would race, but Wen Mo ignored it each time, taking it as just his imagination.
But when he truly realized that he had fallen in love with Xia Lian, he realized how ridiculous he had been before.
"So, young man, you should seize this opportunity. Where else can you find a girl as wonderful as Xiao Nan?" Wen Mo said earnestly, patting his shoulder and giving him a wink.
However, despite speaking so professionally, Wen Mo himself wasn't really confident, not for any other reason than that he himself had only been in one relationship.
Even so, he still made sure to help his good brother.
The most important thing is to cut this curly hair. Every time I look at it, it looks weird and messy, and I always have the urge to pull all of his hair out.
"Then what should I do?" Qin Zhou seemed to understand the principle, and asked while leaning on Wen Mo's arm. At the same time, his gaze toward Xiang Xiaonan sitting there was somewhat veiled.
It's been three years already, if it doesn't get interesting soon, it really will lose its appeal.
For three years, I've seen these three bickering in class almost every day. Qin Zhou and Xiang Xiaonan are in charge of making us laugh, while Wen Mo is in charge of making sarcastic remarks.
Qin Zhou actually knew that quite a few boys in the class were interested in Xiao Nan. It wasn't for any other reason than that this type of girl was often the one who could attract boys' attention the most.
Firstly, the sense of closeness is already there, and coupled with the casual way of speaking, it's hard not to attract attention.
"You'll have to go out once you get home tonight," Wen Mo said thoughtfully, stroking his chin.
"Going out for a while? Where to?" Qin Zhou asked, puzzled.
The next second, all he saw was Wenmo haphazardly pulling his hair on his head, making him wince in pain, but he still tried his best not to make a sound.
“It’s too thick.” Wen Mo shook his head and released Qin Zhou’s hair. “Find some time tonight to get your hair trimmed and have the stylist cut it nicely.”
Upon hearing this, Qin Zhou instinctively gasped.
He'd had this curly hair for three years, and he could practically see that "bush" of hair swaying around the classroom every day. Suddenly having to cut it off, he was actually a little reluctant to do so.
"Can I not cut it?" Qin Zhou asked weakly, covering his hair.
"To be honest, you look... absolutely hideous right now."
Wenmo is good at saying nice things, but in front of his good brother, saying nice things is completely useless, so it's better to just tell the truth.
"this……"
Qin Zhou hesitated, released his hands, and was about to speak again when the school bell rang.
"Think about it carefully. A neater haircut would definitely make you look much better than you do now," Wen Mo said leisurely, pulling out a book to cover his face and lowering his head to play on his phone.
Qin Zhou was clearly still hesitant, which made him shake his head and sigh.
This guy's progress isn't even as fast as that of the first-year high school students.
...
On the other side, the first-year high school students.
Xia Lian held a clean sheet of white paper in her hand, her expression puzzled.
"Ah, that feels so good." Yin Tao held a cup of hot milk tea in her hand, sipping it with great relish through the straw. At the same time, she reached out and placed another cup of hot milk tea on Xia Lian's table. "Here you go, Xia Lian. You should drink this too, hehe."
After saying that, she sat down next to Xia Lian, glanced casually to her side, and then widened her eyes.
"A love letter?" Yin Tao put down her milk tea. "Xiao Lian, you received a love letter?"
Xia Lian blinked, then looked down at the envelope in her hand and shook her head.
"This is for you."
"Huh?" Yin Tao was stunned.
Just now, during break time, a boy from another class was encouraged by a group of people to deliver a love letter. However, Yin Tao and Ye Qingzhou had just gone to pick up their takeout milk tea, so they had to ask someone to help them pass it on.
"It's for me." Holding the love letter in her hand, Yin Tao pursed her lips slightly.
Xia Lian leaned closer, staring intently at her.
Yin Tao seemed to want to say something, but couldn't utter more than a few words. After thinking for a while, she put the love letter in her drawer.
"Yin Tao, have you accepted it?"
"No, I just left it here and ignored it. It's a tacit rejection, I guess." Yin Tao smiled and scratched her head, as if she had already received many love letters.
Compared to Xia Lian, who doesn't talk much, everyone seems to prefer the lively Yin Tao. Both are beautiful, but Yin Tao is obviously easier to approach. Moreover, Xia Lian has Wen Mo by her side, who is just like the head of the security team.
What other classes didn't know was that Yin Tao also had a boy who was always by her side.
"What are you doing?"
"Eek!" Startled by the sound, Yin Tao quickly pulled her hand out of the drawer and turned around. She didn't know when Ye Qingzhou had walked up behind her. "You scared me... Why did you scare me like that?"
Ye Qingzhou smiled and shrugged indifferently, not taking her complaints seriously. He just thought it was fun to tease this girl every day.
"So, what were you doing just now?"
As if grasping the crux of the matter, Ye Qingzhou yawned and stared directly at Yin Tao's drawer.
"Uh... this... that..." Yin Tao looked like a child who had done something wrong, her expression a little guilty, but she didn't know why she felt guilty.
Seeing this, Xia Lian said blankly, "Yin Tao, you're amazing, you received a love letter."
"Xiao Lian, don't try to explain now!"
Yin Tao quickly covered her mouth, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace, "No, no, she just drank some milk tea and got it all over her forehead, so she's talking nonsense, hahaha..."
Ye Qingzhou didn't say anything, she just kept watching.
Perhaps he already knew it, he clicked his tongue, but his expression showed no dissatisfaction. He turned back to his seat, took out his textbook, and casually flipped through it.
"Um... don't you mind?" Yin Tao asked timidly.
Why should I care?
"But you're holding your book upside down..."
"..."
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