Which exam room are you in?
"This is a good opportunity to go and see what No. 1 Middle School is like inside."
"I'm at No. 4 Middle School."
"That's quite far. I was originally thinking of going to visit you around noon if we lived closer."
"Hehe, no need, let's just have a good rest at noon."
This is the first time I've seen so many students laughing and playing around at the school gate. Usually, they're lifeless and look like they've lost their souls after evening self-study.
Wen Mo leaned against the door of the security room, lost in thought, watching the gradually dispersing crowd.
During the last few days of the holiday, everyone else was preparing to visit the exam venue, but I was on home soil, so I didn't even have time to visit the venue. I didn't know what to do with the rest of the time.
Perhaps, like other couples, they could openly hold hands in front of everyone.
Just like these couples in front of me, once they realized they were about to graduate, they were like they were letting loose, and they couldn't wait to stick together and kiss.
Uncle Zhang in the security room was still leisurely drinking tea when he took a sip of hot water and immediately grimaced from the burn. "Ouch! I'd better let it cool down a bit before drinking it."
Wen Mo lowered his eyes, then moved a chair to sit next to him, leaned on the table, and closed his eyes to rest.
"Uncle Zhang, you won't see me again."
"...Why are you suddenly saying that?"
"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask if you miss me."
Upon hearing this, Uncle Zhang waved his hand in disgust, "Graduation is graduation, why think so much? You can come back and visit when you have time. It's not like you're about to die."
He was indeed going to die, but not in a physical sense.
The thought of not seeing those idiots in my class after the exams, and having to separate from Lianbao after summer vacation, just makes me feel listless.
"Take the exam well in a few days."
"Okay, I'll do my best on the exam without you reminding me." Wen Mo stretched and looked up to see a small figure walking towards him. "I have to go now, Uncle Zhang. See you in a few days."
After saying that, he smiled and got up to greet her, pulling that slender figure into his arms.
"Wenmo, can I hug you?"
"It's okay, I'm graduating soon anyway, so who cares?" Wen Mo said stubbornly, not caring at all.
"It's not really appropriate to hug someone right at the school gate." Yin Tao, who was following behind, looked at her with surprise and nervously glanced around. She only felt a little relieved after making sure no one was around. "Just because you've graduated doesn't mean Lianbao has graduated too. You two should be careful."
Releasing Xia Lian from his embrace, Wen Mo took her schoolbag and skillfully slung it over his shoulder.
"President, you'll be taking your exams in a few days, so you'd better do your best! Set a good example for us!"
Yin Tao remained the same as always, placing her hands loosely clenched into fists on her chest as a gesture of encouragement.
On the other hand, Ye Qingzhou, who was beside her, did not take the initiative to complain today. Although her expression was still that of a stern face, the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up slightly.
"What good thing happened? Why are you smiling like that?" Wen Mo asked with interest.
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingzhou realized that his expression was off. He subtly suppressed his emotions, coughed twice, and lowered his head.
"No."
"What? He's just happy because his ranking has gone up recently." Yin Tao poked his cheek with a grin, but before she could touch it, Ye Qingzhou grabbed her face with both hands and rubbed it.
"Mind your own business!"
"Ugh, stop pinching my cheeks..."
After the two played around at the school gate for a while, Yin Tao tugged at Ye Qingzhou's sleeve, waved goodbye with a smile, and then disappeared at the end of the road.
"Aren't these two together yet? They've known each other the longest, but their progress is the slowest." Wen Mo stroked his chin thoughtfully.
Is this the reality of childhood sweethearts?
If this were a different novel, a character who suddenly appears out of nowhere would definitely be involved in the factional strife.
What? You dare to write that?
Your gift is gone!
"Wenmo".
Xia Lian tugged at his sleeve, pulling Wen Mo out of his thoughts.
"What's wrong? I'm here."
"I want to go home."
"Are you in such a hurry to go home? I was thinking of playing outside for a while longer."
Perhaps because of the upcoming college entrance examination, the atmosphere throughout the city was very lively, and many stores were even offering discounts for the test takers.
“No.” Xia Lian shook her head, then said seriously, “Wen Mo has an exam, so he needs to… get some rest.”
"...Although I wasn't as nervous as you might think, it didn't really feel like a real exam to me.
"Wenmo is stupid."
"Compared to you, I'm quite smart. You should take better care of yourself, honey." Wen Mo smiled helplessly.
This not-so-long journey home has taken almost a year. From being complete strangers at the beginning to being so close now, it seems like only a short time has passed. The only change is that she is getting closer and closer to me.
"What do you want to eat tonight? Is there anything you'd like to eat?"
"I don't know." Xia Lian shook her head, then tilted her head again. "Eat... something clean, something that won't give you a stomachache."
"You're worried I'll get an upset stomach and then have a relapse during the exam, right? Hahaha, I probably won't get lucky in the next few days."
Eating unclean food during holidays and then failing the exams—that's quite a life! But at least you have to be serious about the last exam; you can't even order takeout.
"We still have some vegetables at home, so we can just cook something simple to tide us over. It's only a few days, so it won't make a difference."
The more important the event, the more she wanted to eat home-cooked meals, as if she was afraid he would get tired. During this period, Lianbao wouldn't let Wenmo do anything, and she wished she could treat him like a precious treasure.
After a simple home-cooked meal, Xia Lian eagerly prepared to wash the dishes, but before she could even touch the sink, Wen Mo grabbed her and tossed her into the room.
"I'm taking an exam, not something bad happening. Don't treat me like I'm made of glass. You can't even fight over washing dishes." Wen Mo flicked her forehead, closed the door, and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
After washing up, Wenmo shook off the water, dried his hands, and went to his room to rest. Unexpectedly, the girl was hiding in a corner of the bed with her knees drawn up to her chest.
"What's wrong? Did the air conditioner get too cold?"
Wen Mo quickly moved to her side and asked with concern.
Xia Lian raised her head, her big eyes looking pitiful, and buried her head between her legs, muttering, "Wen Mo, you dislike me..."
"How could I dislike you, baby? I just don't want you to worry about things. After all, I'm the adult by age, right?" Wen Mo said softly, as if coaxing a child, patting Xia Lian's back.
Hearing the words of comfort, Xia Lian slowly raised her head and looked at him for a long time. When Wen Mo felt a little uneasy under her gaze, she suddenly stretched out her hands and wrapped them around his waist like an octopus.
"It's a little itchy," Wen Mo said with a forced smile, his body trembling slightly.
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