Chapter 532
The room was decorated in a cozy style, with light-colored curtains adorned with starry skies, a light pink bed canopy, and even light pink duvet covers, sheets, and pillows—very girly, just like her personality, bright and soft.
A white, fluffy plush rabbit sits on the 1.5-meter-wide bed, next to which is a desk with a bookshelf attached.
The wooden floor wasn't carpeted, but it was very clean, and everything was neatly organized.
Zongmu's gaze fell on the photo on the desk, a family portrait of the three of them.
The father was loving, the mother gentle, and the girl's smile was as happy and carefree as that of an innocent little angel.
But now, her father has left her forever.
I wonder how heartbroken she was back then. Even now, the scar in her heart is probably still deep and visible to the bone.
Zong Mu's expression darkened slightly, but saying anything comforting now would be too pale and would only bring up her sad memories.
He looked away, stood at the door without going in, and didn't touch her belongings.
Wen Xin looked at him and said, "Sit wherever you like."
Zong Mu sat down on the ground, took out his phone, and interrupted Wen Xin, who was about to say something, "Want to play games?"
Seeing him like this, Wen Xin smiled faintly, took her phone and sat down on the ground, saying, "I only know how to play Candy Crush."
Zong Mu couldn't help but smile, "No wonder you're a good student."
Wen Xin hugged her knees, rested her chin on them, and tilted her head to look at him, "Zong, did you go to school today?"
"I only go to school from Monday to Friday depending on my mood, so why would I go on the weekend?"
Zong Mu completely disregarded his status as a problem student and skipped classes with a clear conscience.
"Oh, so you just happened to be passing by the shopping street?"
What do you think?
Zong Mu gazed at her with a deep, unwavering look.
Wen Xin blinked innocently, "I don't know."
Zong Mu felt a pang of sadness. "Never mind."
Wen Xin said softly, "I knew it when Zong told me."
Zong Mu: "..."
He wanted to say something, but if he did, the little rabbit would either run away in fright or tell him, "Study hard and don't date too early," so he might as well not say anything.
Zong Mu changed the subject, waving his phone in his hand, "I'll teach you how to play... never mind, how about watching me play a game?"
"OK."
Wen Xin moved closer to him and sat down. She was a good student, but that didn't mean she wasn't curious.
Looking at the well-behaved girl beside him, Zong Mu smiled slightly, feeling quite pleased.
Wen Xin asked him, "Are you good at playing games?"
The arrogant young man glanced at her haughtily, "What do you think?"
Wen Xin shrugged, "I don't know!"
Zong Mu: "..."
Just wait, if he doesn't give the little white rabbit a pentakill and become the MVP of the game, his name will be written backwards.
...
When Mrs. Wen finished cooking and came to call them for dinner, Zong Mu had already won three games in a row.
He's a mid laner, but in every game he ends up killing his way from the bottom lane to the top lane.
The teammates who were carried to victory the whole way: "..." Where did this pro player come from?
The opponent lying dead on the other side: "..." Report, someone is cheating in the game!
Both sides stated: "There's absolutely no gaming experience. I'm not playing anymore. *slamming down*."
Zong Mu, who was reported, calmly put away his phone, looked at Wen Xin with an arrogant air, and his eyes almost said: Praise me, praise me, am I awesome?
Looking at the person displaying their peacock-like prowess, Wen Xin suppressed a laugh, "If Zong could put half the effort into studying as he does into playing games, he would definitely be number one in the grade."
Zong Mu: "..."
Then, at the dinner table, Zong Mu was stabbed in the back again.
During a casual chat, Wen's mother asked Zongmu what university he wanted to apply to in the future.
In her memory, her daughter's friends had always been good students, and Zongmu, in her eyes, must be a smart and hardworking child whose grades would never be bad.
However, the school bully, who was ranked last in the entire school, was speechless.
Could he possibly still call it a martial arts university?
After all, he was the best fighter in the whole school. As for his grades?
I told you, even if Wen's mother doesn't kick him out of the house, she won't let him associate with the little white rabbit anymore, right?
Zong Mu broke out in a cold sweat; this was practically a death trap.
Fortunately, Wen's mother was just asking casually and didn't really want an answer.
After lunch, Zong Mu declined Wen's mother's offer to stay and left the Wen family home.
Wen's mother gave him several boxes of small desserts, and said with a smile, "Xin Xin said that her friend really likes the desserts I make. Last time there weren't enough to go around, so she said she would help me make more this weekend so that her deskmate wouldn't have any."
Zong Mu's pupils contracted slightly. "Auntie, you mean...Xin is going to bring me some snacks?"
Wen's mother didn't notice the boy's emotional change. "Yes."
"Mom, what are you talking about?"
Wen Xin, who had just come out of the restroom, saw the two of them standing at the door talking and walked over to ask them a question.
"nothing."
Zong Mu glanced at her and said goodbye to Wen's mother, "Goodbye, Auntie."
"Come visit again next time, Xiao Mu."
"good."
"Xinxin, why don't you take Xiaomu downstairs?"
...
Access to the residential compound requires a key card, so Wen Xin led him along the tree-lined path.
The two didn't say anything, and the atmosphere wasn't awkward.
A gentle breeze caressed them, carrying the sweet fragrance of flowers.
Zong Mu's gaze remained fixed on her. After a moment, he said slowly, "What happened a couple of days ago was my fault."
Wen Xin looked at him, her almond-shaped eyes shimmering with a gentle light, her voice soft and sweet, "Zong, if you have any problems in the future, you can tell me directly. Don't give me the silent treatment, or I won't know how to handle it."
Zong Mu's eyes flickered, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "I'm sorry."
He was the one who was being unreasonable and making a fuss.
He was always too self-important.
Wen Xin's eyes curved into crescent moons. "We've been deskmates this semester. If we're not happy together, it will be terrible."
Zong Mu looked at her intently, a faint smile on his thin lips. "No, it won't happen."
At the entrance of the residential compound, Zong Mu said gently, "You can go back now, I'm leaving."
Wen Xin nodded, "Okay, let me know on WeChat when you get home."
Zong Mu smiled and said, "Mm."
As he watched the girl walk back, he gripped the bag in his hand tightly, his eyes filled with a deep smile.
So it turns out, the little rabbit responds better to gentle persuasion than force.
He seemed to have figured out how to gradually win her heart.
Tsk, he always said there's no problem that can stump him.
How could he possibly fail when chasing a little white rabbit?
Xiao Jin: "..." Sir, this is still far from over, and you're already showing off?
I wonder who tortured themselves so badly these past two days?
Zong Mu, of course, could not admit that the fool was himself.
However, as if remembering something, his expression turned cold and sharp.
Zong Mu took out his phone and dialed Wan Dapeng's number, "Have you found out?"
Wan Dapeng revealed how Huang Mao and his gang had climbed up to Zhang Hu, thinking they could rise to the top.
As for why Huang Mao and his gang targeted Wen Xin?
Needless to say, Brother Mu understands this as well.
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