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“I mean, if you think it looks good, what if I give you a smile? Wouldn’t that be better?”
“But you were already smiling all along.”
“Huh, was I?”
Mo Sishi hadn’t even realized it herself. Ever since Bai Yuyang suddenly cupped her cheeks just moments ago, her face had been radiating pure satisfaction.
The gesture only lasted a few seconds. Yuyang withdrew his hands, and her bangs fell back to cover her eyes. He then picked up the tasteless black-rimmed glasses and helped her put them on.
Sishi adjusted the glasses herself, a curious, mischievous smile playing on her lips.
“What’s this? Did you suddenly decide I’m prettier than your little Xi?”
“No. My little Xi is the most beautiful in the world. It’s impossible for anyone to be prettier than her. I must emphasize that.” Yuyang stated it as naturally as if he were reciting a law of physics.
“…”
Mo Sishi burst out laughing. Some things never changed. Was Yuyang’s sister complex even worse now?
Though he spoke in a teasing tone, there was actually a hint of seriousness in his words.
The truth was, Yuyang had no particular reason for suddenly wanting to see her face. ‘You insist on hiding it with glasses? Then I’ll just take them off and take a look. That’s all.’
Sishi understood this perfectly. After the school beauty election, she had planned to cut her bangs and put away the glasses. She didn’t want to face Yuyang with this appearance anyway—it wasn’t pretty.
‘Can’t compare to your little Xi at all~’ she thought, laughing.
Yuyang laughed along for a moment.
“Let’s not waste time on idle talk. Xiaoxi is waiting for me downstairs. Don’t you have something you wanted to ask?”
Sishi had stayed here, not just to say a few flirty words.
“Oh, Yuyang, we really are on the same wavelength. You could tell… ahem! Since your precious sister is waiting, I’ll keep it short.”
After feeling the threat of Yuyang’s gaze—as if he wanted to flick her forehead—Mo Sishi quickly got to the point.
“So… how is Lin Qingyu? Is she okay?”
“She’s fine, same as always. A fever and cold. Tsk. Before rebirth, she had finally improved her physique, but now it’s back to square one. Worrisome.”
Yuyang leaned against the desk next to Sishi, looking at the dusk outside the window at a forty-five-degree angle, deeply troubled.
Sishi naturally knew how much he worried about Qingyu’s health. She leaned back in her chair, lightly tapping the ground with her feet, rocking the chair playfully. Her gaze followed the same direction as Yuyang’s.
Regarding Qingyu’s frail constitution, even Mo Sishi, as a romantic rival, felt concerned. Hearing Yuyang say she was fine put her at ease.
“Good that she’s okay… I didn’t want to disturb you with a message when you were running outside the school earlier. Yuyang, don’t worry too much. In her previous life, she ran a fever every few days too, and it improved after high school graduation.”
“Mm. I hope it’s the same this time. That girl is really worrying.”
With that, Yuyang waved his hand. “Alright, we’re done for today. I need to get home with Xiaoxi for dinner. You should head back too. Aren’t your parents pretty strict?”
“Oh right! I almost forgot! I need to get home too, or my folks might come straight to school to grab me.”
“How could you forget something like that!”
Good grief. He thought she had told her family she’d stay longer at school.
Who would have thought that such a stunningly beautiful and serious girl could be such a scatterbrain on the inside?
Heh. Only Yuyang knew.
Sishi’s family was ordinary but scholarly, with strict upbringing. Of course, family environment was why she had practiced calligraphy since childhood.
The two couldn’t walk out together at this stage, so Yuyang went to the door first, watching Sishi hurriedly pack her bag.
Now she knows to worry.
Yuyang shrugged helplessly, chuckled softly, turned, and quickly left the classroom.
…………………
Sishi watched him leave with gentle eyes. After he ran out of the classroom, she picked up a covered sheet of paper from her desk, suitable for a calligraphy piece.
On it were simple words, just two characters:
**「加油！」**
(Jiā yóu! — “Go for it!”)
Followed by a small heart symbol.
This was what Sishi had written for Yuyang.
Though few words, the handwriting was beautiful, looking as if written with a brush at first glance.
But Mo Sishi had no brush at school. She believed brush script was the most beautiful, so she spent the entire afternoon using a marker pen to “paint” the characters, mimicking a brushstroke effect.
Mm… it took an afternoon, but she thought it was worth it. She wanted the characters she wrote for Yuyang to be perfect.
Sishi knew that at this stage, Yuyang had to juggle work and study, overwhelmed with various tasks.
‘So at least let me cheer you on~’
Smiling, Sishi picked up the paper—which could almost be called a work of art—walked to the back row, and placed it in Yuyang’s desk drawer.
She couldn’t help thinking it felt like a love letter from a shy schoolgirl.
But this kind of “love letter”—Yuyang would probably recognize it as hers at a glance. Other girls’ love letters, he would tear up without a second look. Hers held a completely different status.
Having done this, Sishi turned around contentedly, shouldered her backpack, and prepared to leave the classroom.
Just as she stepped out the door, she halted.
A person stood there: jet-black hair reaching the shoulders, heterochromatic eyes, an extraordinary aura.
It was Ouyang Ning.
Her first words were blunt.
“Mo Sishi, you’re a clever person. No need for tests—we are both reincarnators.”
“…”
Mo Sishi frowned. Her presence here said a lot.
Just as she was about to ask, Ouyang Ning suddenly couldn’t hold it together anymore!
She bent over, hands on her knees, panting heavily, looking completely exhausted.
“Huff, huff… Why… why is Brother Yuyang’s classroom on the third floor with no elevator? It’s killing me… I need to have the school install an elevator for Brother Yuyang…”
‘Don’t measure Yuyang by your stamina…’
Mo Sishi poked her forehead. “Ouyang Ning? What’s… the deal?”
This entrance was totally off!
Sishi knew she was a genius. If she had reincarnated, shouldn’t she appear at the right time and place, making a grand entrance like a final boss?
“Don’t… don’t even mention it.”
Ouyang Ning leaned against the wall to rest. After catching her breath, she slowly spoke.
“I’ve been rushing here since school let out… almost didn’t make it. Tsk. Damn stamina. But looks like my timing is just right.”
‘Whoa.’ Sishi actually admired her ability to maintain a deadpan expression while nearly dying.
“Timing is right… so you do have something to say?”
“Yes.”
Ouyang Ning finally left the wall and faced Mo Sishi.
Her heterochromatic eyes, under the slanting sunset, seemed mysterious and wise.
Well, that was just the appearance. Those who knew her—Yuyang, Tang Qihuang, and others—knew Ouyang Ning was only mysterious in looks and demeanor. In reality, she was just an ordinary girl, albeit a tiny bit smarter and prettier than average.
But right now, Mo Sishi was eager to hear what she had to say. After all, one thing was certain: Ouyang Ning never wasted words.
Especially when she had nearly drained herself to reach the third floor!
“Listen, Mo Sishi. I’ll only say this once…”
Mm. Not because it was so mysterious. The reason she said it once was probably because she wouldn’t have the energy for a second round.
A long while later, after hearing everything she had to say, Mo Sishi nodded thoughtfully.
It truly was important.
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