"But Wenmo said that friends should be close..."
"That only happens after you've spent some time together." At this point, Wen Mo seemed to realize something and looked at her nervously, "You didn't hug that boy too, did you?"
Upon hearing this, Xia Lian raised her head in confusion.
“No, Wenmo said that friends of the opposite sex shouldn’t be so close.” She remembered it very clearly.
Hearing this, Wen Mo's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was slightly relieved. He looked at Xia Lian, who was holding him, with a slightly strange expression.
So what's the situation now?
"Well, I'm a boy too." He chuckled awkwardly and pointed to himself.
“Wen Mo is different.” Xia Lian shook her head vigorously, and Wen Mo could even feel her slight breathing on his chest. “Wen Mo is just Wen Mo.”
I don't know why, but when she's with other guys, she's very conscious of keeping her distance. But when she's with Wen Mo, she can always let down her guard and feel only tenderness and relaxation, just like now when they're embracing each other.
Xia Lian didn't say anything more, but just felt the warmth she had never experienced before. She was a little scared, afraid that Wen Mo could hear her heart pounding in her chest.
Let's just quietly feel the warmth between us.
The scene was broken by an impatient voice from the side.
"Hey, hey, that's enough hugging. If you haven't had enough, go home and hug some more."
"Alas……!"
Wen Mo exclaimed in surprise, quickly let go of her hand, and turned to look. Uncle Zhang in the security room had been watching the two embracing at the door since some time ago.
"I reckon all the new students will be here soon, why are you still hugging them?" Uncle Zhang said with a smile, patting Wen Mo's shoulder.
Upon hearing this, Wen Mo realized that several minutes had already passed.
"Thank you for reminding me, Uncle Zhang. I really didn't notice the time." He quickly thanked him, grinning sheepishly.
"Alright, hurry home, you have class tomorrow, don't you?"
"Okay, then we'll head back first." With that, Wen Mo pushed Xia Lian, who was still in a daze, and tried to leave the scene quickly.
"Wait a minute." Uncle Zhang waved and pulled him in front of him, then glanced at Xia Lian, who was standing blankly behind him.
She seemed to still be savoring the hug from earlier.
"You two... are you alright?" He was a bit gossipy and finally couldn't help but ask.
Wen Mo paused for a few seconds, hesitated slightly, then smiled and replied, "What problem could there be?"
This is clearly the truth, so why are his eyes constantly avoiding Uncle Zhang's gaze?
Wen Mo was still hesitant and uncertain about the question, but when he saw Xia Lian's innocent and naive face, all his worries disappeared.
"Let's go home."
"Um."
Xia Lian responded and grabbed his sleeve.
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