On a rainy night, the school beauty knocked on my door and asked for shelter

The four of them found an outdoor seat near the fountain and sat down.

The sun's golden rays shone on the water curtain, refracting into tiny rainbows, which were quite beautiful.

"Come on, let's toast to Mo Ge and Yu Qing's romantic moment on the Ferris wheel!" Zhao Yueyue, always eager to stir up trouble, raised her sundae cup with a pink umbrella sticking out of it, her face mischievous.

Huang Mao also raised his glass with a grin: "Cheers! Cheers! Wishing you an official announcement soon!"

Su Yuqing had just picked up a small spoon when she heard this and almost dropped it into the soufflé, so embarrassed that she wanted to bury her head in the dessert.

Chen Mo picked up his lemonade, a helpless yet indulgent smile on his face, and gently touched Zhao Yueyue's cup: "Eat yours, this big cup of dessert can't shut you up."

His gaze swept over Su Yuqing's flushed ears, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

Zhao Yueyue smugly scooped up a large spoonful of sundae and stuffed it into her mouth, saying indistinctly, "I can't stop it, but for the sake of the sundae, I'll call a truce for now! But..."

Her eyes darted around, then she looked at the almost untouched soufflé in front of Su Yuqing. "Yuqing, you don't like sweets? Can I have a bite? The one Brother Mo bought must be extra sweet!"

Before Su Yuqing could react, Zhao Yueyue's spoon had already reached out with lightning speed, aiming straight for the fluffiest point of the soufflé!
Almost simultaneously, another hand with distinct knuckles reached out even faster, firmly grasping Su Yuqing's wrist as she held the soufflé, and gently pulling it to the side, skillfully avoiding Zhao Yueyue's "attack".

It's Chen Mo.

His movements were natural and fluid; he placed the lemonade aside and then casually adjusted Su Yuqing's position.

Su Yuqing's wrist was held in his warm hand, and the touch of their skin together made her feel a warm sensation rush from her wrist straight into her mind.

Chen Mo didn't immediately let go of her wrist. Instead, while still holding her wrist, he took the spoon from Su Yuqing's other hand, gently scooped a small piece from the clean edge of Su Yuqing's soufflé, and then very naturally put it into Su Yuqing's mouth.

Su Yuqing stared blankly at Chen Mo. When he gave her a look, she immediately understood. After tasting the food, she smiled at the dumbfounded Zhao Yueyue and commented seriously, "Hmm, it tastes good, it's quite sweet."

Chen Mo looked at Zhao Yueyue and teased her in return, "This isn't for you. If you want some, ask your boyfriend to order it for you."

Zhao Yueyue suddenly smiled slyly and withdrew her hand. She didn't really want to eat it; she just wanted to tease Su Yuqing.

However, she glanced at Huang Mao but didn't respond to Chen Mo's boyfriend's comments.

"Chen Mo..."

Suddenly, I heard a soft whisper in my ear.

Chen Mo turned to look at Su Yuqing, only to see her looking at him shyly. Chen Mo's gaze immediately swept over his hand that was holding Su Yuqing's wrist, and then, as if belatedly realizing it, he very naturally released Su Yuqing's wrist.

He picked up the lemonade next to him, took a sip, and wore a nonchalant smile.

Su Yuqing lowered her head and mechanically poked at the soufflé in front of her with a small spoon. The wrist he had held seemed to still have a clear mark, carrying a burning temperature and an unprecedented sense of intimacy.

This small, possessive, and protective gesture conceals the other person's hidden emotions.

After enjoying dessert, the four of them spent another day exploring the amusement park.

The hustle and bustle of the day finally began to subside, and the air was still filled with the mixed scents of candy, popcorn, and grass.

"Let's go, it's time to go back." Chen Mo checked the time and stood up.

His gaze fell on Su Yuqing, with a questioning look in his eyes.

Su Yuqing nodded and stood up as well. The day's fatigue and excitement made her legs feel a little weak.

On the way back, the atmosphere in the four-person room was even more subtly ambiguous than when they arrived.

Zhao Yueyue and Huang Mao continued their playful banter, but wisely refrained from teasing Chen Mo and Su Yuqing, only occasionally exchanging knowing glances. Chen Mo and Su Yuqing continued walking side by side, their shadows lengthening and shortening under the streetlights.

Silence flowed between the two, but it was no longer awkward; instead, it was filled with unspoken understanding and the anticipation of a solemn promise about to sprout.

When they reached the crossroads, Zhao Yueyue, who wasn't going the same way as the other three, still forcibly pulled Huang Mao, who wasn't going the same way as her, to go first.

It seems like she was trying to prevent him from being a third wheel, but whether she actually had ulterior motives is anyone's guess.

"See you tomorrow!" Zhao Yueyue waved, mouthed "good luck" to Chen Mo and Su Yuqing, and ran off with a grin.

Only Chen Mo and Su Yuqing remained at the intersection.

The night breeze was cool, blowing against Su Yuqing's skirt and hair.

She flinched slightly.

"Are you cold?" Chen Mo's voice sounded particularly deep and gentle in the night.

"It's alright." Su Yuqing shook her head and looked up at him.

The soft glow of the streetlights outlined his features, and his composure and focus stirred her heart.

Chen Mo looked at her, his Adam's apple bobbing almost imperceptibly.

The words that had been brewing in my mind all day, or rather, lingered in my heart for even longer, were now almost about to burst out.

But that promise about "solemnity" acted like an invisible barrier, ultimately causing him to simply gaze deeply at her, suppressing all his surging emotions within his deep eyes.

"Are you...happy today?" he asked, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Mmm!" Su Yuqing nodded vigorously, her eyes sparkling, filled with starlight and laughter.

Her smile was pure and beautiful, like fireworks blooming in the night sky, instantly illuminating Chen Mo's heart.

The urge to confide in someone surged again, almost breaking through the dam of reason.

His hands, which were placed at his sides, curled up slightly.

Su Yuqing seemed to sense the tense, almost overflowing emotions in the air.

Her heart was in her throat, filled with both anticipation and nervousness as she waited.

However, Chen Mo ultimately only raised his hand and, with extreme restraint and with utmost care, gently brushed away a stray lock of hair that had been ruffled by the wind from her forehead.

The fingertips moved with a careful tenderness, as if touching the most fragile treasure in the world.

"Whatever makes you happy." He withdrew his hand, his voice returning to its usual gentle tone, yet with an unusual depth. "Would you like to go out and play again tomorrow, or stay home and study?"

"One day is enough, let's go out again next week."

When you enjoy something continuously, the level of excitement will decrease significantly.

Therefore, Su Yuqing knew when to stop. She believed that such wonderful moments should only come once in a while to truly nourish the heart and leave a lasting impression.

"Alright." Chen Mo understood this as well, and he nodded with a smile. (End of Chapter)