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

Zhao Yueyue enthusiastically started offering suggestions.

"How was the top of the Ferris wheel? You two had a romantic time there before, you must have some good memories." Zhao Yueyue recalled the photos on her phone.

“I’ve considered it before, but it might feel a bit repetitive.”

Su Yuqing recalled the atmosphere she shared with Chen Mo when the Ferris wheel cabin reached the top.

This kind of atmosphere has happened once before, so if it happens again, it might not have the same novelty and unique emotional response as the first time.

"That's right... Under that old sycamore tree at the back gate of the school? I heard that the older students used to often confess their love under that tree. Now it has become a famous dating spot on campus, and it has great sentimental value!" Zhao Yueyue suddenly said as if she had thought of something.

"I've considered this before. It does have a good meaning, but that place is too common, and..."

Su Yuqing wanted to say that according to her investigation, there were quite a few couples who confessed their love under that tree, but the vast majority of them broke up later.

It's not a very good choice.

"What about graduation ceremony night? The atmosphere will be amazing!"

“I don’t really want to do this in a public spectacle, because Chen Mo is a very considerate person. If I confess to him in front of everyone, he might be forced to accept to save face for me. A confession ceremony completed under the influence of public opinion, regardless of whether he is truly willing or forced to do so, is not a good thing. It feels like forcing him to agree,” Su Yuqing said with concern.

"That makes sense. Confessing your love in public may seem romantic and you might get blessings from those around you, but if you think about it carefully, it's actually not a very appropriate thing to do."

If the other party doesn't agree, the suitor will lose face, and there will be concerns about whether it will hurt the suitor. Both parties will feel awkward under the watchful eyes of others.

If the other person agrees, with the cheers of those around, you might be forced to do some intimate things in public, which would be just as embarrassing.

Zhao Yueyue immediately touched her chin and began to think again.

"Then... let's wait until the college entrance exam results come out? Let's have double the joy!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Yueyue immediately shook her head, answering her own question, "No, no, that's too random. What if I fail the exam? No, no..."

Zhao Yueyue glanced at the reason for crossing out the birthday line in Su Yuqing's notebook and immediately laughed, "Why did you cross that out? Just choose his birthday! He's the birthday boy, he'll be happy that day, and the atmosphere will be great! Are you worried about stealing the spotlight? Silly! You are the best birthday present! When he receives you, all other gifts are insignificant!"

“That’s what I’m worried about.” Su Yuqing pointed to the paragraph after the line that had been crossed out.

"The anniversary of the confession coincides with her birthday, which means she's missing a crucial day." Upon reading this, Zhao Yueyue paused for a moment, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to make sense.

What should I do?

"Do you have any memorable places with Brother Mo?" Zhao Yueyue asked suddenly, as if she had just thought of something.

Speaking of this, Su Yuqing suddenly remembered a place.

That's the place where the two of them went to hang up their wishing plaques.

That night, the two of them were very close, and the atmosphere was especially good.

However, confessing her feelings in the same place repeatedly was not what Su Yuqing wanted.

She wanted to create more beautiful memories, rather than dwelling on the ones she already had.

"Never mind, we can think about the time and place for the confession later. Have you thought about how to confess?" Seeing that she couldn't figure things out for the moment, Zhao Yueyue could only guide Su Yuqing to consider other worthwhile issues. "I thought about writing a love letter before."

"Write love letters! Use the prettiest stationery to fill in your heart's journey? That sounds nice."

“But I think it’s a bit too old-fashioned, and the words on paper don’t express the emotions strongly enough,” Su Yuqing said, shaking her head.

"How about... we record a video? With music and photos of you all together!"

"I don't know how to do this."

"Huang Mao is good at these things, should we ask him for help?"

"No, no, no! It would be so embarrassing if Huang Mao found out about this beforehand. And if Chen Mo finds out beforehand, there won't even be any surprise left." Su Yuqing blushed and waved her hands repeatedly.

"Then we'll have to have the real person confess in person," Zhao Yueyue said after thinking for a moment. "Let's think about the confession lines."

"Like, 'Chen Mo, I like you, please go out with me!' That's too direct and not affectionate enough, so it definitely can't be used."

Su Yuqing nodded; she thought so too.

"Let me see..." Zhao Yueyue took out her phone and searched for something. "How about this? It's from a confession guide I just searched for: 'After meeting you, I finally understood the meaning of a heartbeat. I want to walk the road ahead with you, is that okay?' How about that? Is it romantic enough?"

"This kind of thing would be quite suitable if it were just love at first sight, but I don't think it suits me."

Su Yuqing recalled that her relationship with Chen Mo began in childhood, came together in high school, and ended on that stormy night.

But this one sentence is probably not enough to express one's feelings.

“Indeed, you two developed feelings for each other over time~” Zhao Yueyue smiled mischievously and continued to unleash her ideas.

Zhao Yueyue's mouth is like a machine gun, with all sorts of ideas coming out one after another, some wildly imaginative, some somewhat plausible.

Su Yuqing listened, sometimes rubbing her forehead, sometimes unable to suppress a laugh. Her tense mood gradually relaxed a lot with her friend's witty banter.

She listened attentively, occasionally jotting down a fleeting fragment of inspiration from Zhao Yueyue that she thought was good.

Ultimately, however, the two still couldn't reach a definitive agreement.

However, the day of the college entrance examination was drawing ever closer.

With only one week left before the college entrance examination, the air seemed to be compressed by an invisible force, becoming increasingly heavy.

In the classroom, the sound of chalk rubbing against the blackboard became exceptionally clear, a soft, scratching sound, like a countdown to the passing of time.

Even during breaks, the usual noisy laughter in the classroom has mostly disappeared, replaced by the hushed buzz of people discussing problems in hushed tones, or the quiet of people simply taking a nap at their desks.

On everyone's desk, practice papers and reference books were piled higher and higher, like silent little mountains, and the whole classroom was filled with the smell of ink mixed with anxiety.

The countdown to the college entrance exam in the corner of the blackboard weighed heavily on everyone's nerves with each passing day. Su Yuqing, too, had been forced to abandon her plans to confess her feelings and instead focus entirely on her final review sessions. (End of Chapter)