It was evening.
The once bustling library has returned to tranquility.
The grove, which was deserted during the day, suddenly became bustling with activity.
Couples occupied prime spots, exchanging vows of eternal love.
Shen Muyao tidied up the books on the table, as dusk filled the space around her.
She wearily put the heavy books on financial management into her backpack.
Humans are such contradictory beings.
It turned out that Shen Mu made her learn whatever he wanted, without any distinction between liking and disliking.
But ever since I learned that Xiaobai was going to start a company, those dry and boring books suddenly seemed interesting.
The same book, the same major, but at different times, with different people, and these things become different.
The moment I picked up the backpack, the pendant on it wobbled.
This was a gift from Xiaobai herself; she moved her fingers slightly, fiddling with the little things on it.
A hint of longing lingered in Shen Guaiguai's eyes, as if she hadn't spent much time alone with Xiaobai these past few days.
He's busy.
She's busy too.
Cheng Jing and Yao Rou returned a few days ago, forcing the couple, who were temporarily living together, to separate.
Shen Muyao took the scarf beside her, tied it around her neck, and slowly walked out of the library.
The afterglow of the setting sun cast long shadows.
As a celebrity at school, he drew whispers among the passing students.
She stood on the steps, as aloof and world-weary as ever.
She rejected the kindness of those around her, as well as the advances of suitors who wanted to strike up a conversation with her.
Looking down from a high place, looking down on all living beings.
Feng Yaoyao had been jogging all the way over.
"Phew, I'm late, I'm late."
Looking up, she saw Shen Muyao's cold eyes staring at her.
"Why are you making that face? I'm only 5 minutes late."
"Hmm," he mumbled a reply, expressing his dissatisfaction.
Feng Yaoyao reached out and pinched her little face: "Stop pretending to be aloof with me. Why are you always smiling when you're with Xiaobai, but you have this face when you're with me?"
"No."
Shen Muyao secretly pointed to a boy in the distance.
Feng Yaoyao looked in the direction she was pointing.
"Chasing you?"
"I don't know, he's been staring at me for a long time."
"Should I call Xiaobai over and chase him away?"
"No." Shen Muyao shook her head in refusal: "He's been very busy these past few days."
"Okay, they're all just innocent boys anyway, let's ignore them and go eat."
"Um."
The two walked slowly down the steps.
"Did you see Xiaobai's WeChat Moments post today? The company he's partnering with the Huang family looks very impressive."
"Um."
Shen Muyao nodded gently. She had witnessed Qin Bai achieve his current success step by step and was genuinely happy for him.
"How about we take a look sometime?"
"Isn't that a bad idea?"
Feng Yaoyao gave a sly smile: "Don't you want to go? I heard that bosses all have their own secretaries, and their relationships are all quite ambiguous."
"ah?"
"What 'ah'? You're so dull-witted, you don't understand anything. You wouldn't even know if someone ate you one day." Feng Yaoyao pouted.
"Don't you understand?"
Shen Muyao muttered something under her breath.
Thinking back to every night after that night, she buried her head even lower.
Doesn't this count as knowing a lot?
Xiaobai taught her a lot.
She used to be the one being bullied, but now at least she has some ability to fight back.
Could it be that Feng Yaoyao has some other tricks up her sleeve?
Otherwise, you should ask her.
Never mind.
Some things are better left unshared with others.
If I told Feng Yaoyao about this, she'd definitely cause trouble again.
I'm not stupid; a cat that has stolen fish should know how to hide it.
"Hey, what are you thinking about?"
Feng Yaoyao was unaware that her best friend, who was originally on the same starting line, had already committed a foul and started the race against the odds.
Not only at the starting line, but a hand was already on the red line.
"nothing."
"You look a bit silly. What do you want to eat today?"
"casual."
How about the hot pot?
"Too oily."
"Western food?"
There are too many people.
Feng Yaoyao stopped in her tracks: "What would you like to eat?"
"casual."
"I..." Feng Yaoyao pinched her face with both hands and said fiercely, "I'm your boyfriend, what kind of tricks are you playing on me? Tell me what we want to eat?"
"Sleep...to poop".
The muffled sound came from Shen Guagua's mouth, with a hint of mischief.
Feng Yaoyao used her hands slightly to knead and shape her face into various shapes.
She was somewhat surprised by Shen Muyao's changes, especially during this period.
When no one else was around, this girl actually started joking.
And he's the really mischievous kind.
I really don't understand. Who could possibly modify the code of a program that has been running along a specific trajectory for 20 years?
This change came from the inside out, and she suddenly became somewhat curious about how far this aloof little thing would eventually evolve.
Unaware that her home had already been robbed, Feng Yaoyao was still agonizing over what to eat.
Shen Guaiguai, secretly enjoying herself, was already thinking about her Xiaobai.
......
The conference room of the Huang Group.
Gao Cheng, in his early twenties, sat below with his eyes slightly narrowed, while a middle-aged man in his forties spoke eloquently on stage.
He thought to himself, "These are all old, tired tunes. Don't they get tired of singing them every day?"
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