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

Zhou Hao and Qu Danwan cuddled together in this ambiguous yet subtle way, gazing up at the last splendor of the sky.

No further words were needed to confirm anything. The smooth, white pebble lay quietly in Qu Danwan's pocket, pressed against her skin, just like their feelings at that moment—clear, warm, and settled without needing to be spoken.

The waves gently lapped against the rocks at our feet, making a soothing "whoosh-whoosh" sound, as if accompanying this silent sweetness.

This is a perfect ending that belongs only to them, a natural and inevitable fulfillment.

A little further away, at the time when the love fireworks show began, Lin Yu'an and Zhao Yuanyuan shared another kind of tranquility.

Zhao Yuanyuan hugged her knees, tilted her head back, and her clear eyes were filled with the splendor of the sky.

Each time the fireworks exploded, a dazzling light ignited in her focused pupils, reflecting pure amazement.

Unlike her sister, she didn't scream with excitement; she simply watched quietly, a barely perceptible smile of satisfaction playing on her lips.

Lin Yu'an's gaze sometimes lingered in the air, and sometimes briefly rested on her profile.

The fireworks cast shifting light and shadow on her face, outlining her soft features, making him even more captivated than the fleeting fireworks display.

As the most spectacular scene of the "Cowherd and Weaver Girl embracing" illuminated the night sky, Zhao Yuanyuan took a slight breath and let out a barely audible sigh: "So beautiful..."

The faint sound reached Lin Yu'an's ears clearly.

He turned his head, his gaze falling on her eyelashes reflecting the golden light, and softly replied, "Yes, very beautiful."

Zhao Yuanyuan seemed to notice his gaze and turned her head slightly.

Their eyes met briefly in the flickering fireworks.

There was no fiery passion, only a gentle, warm current flowing silently, tinged with a hint of exploration and shyness.

Zhao Yuanyuan's cheeks seemed to be tinged with a very faint blush under the light and shadow. She quickly looked away and looked up at the sky again, but her fingers unconsciously clasped together.

Lin Yu'an's heart also began to beat faster.

He didn't say anything more, but turned his gaze back to the magnificent sky, a quiet smile curving his lips.

This unspoken, knowing closeness feels especially precious and comforting against the backdrop of noise.

As the spectacular fireworks display finally came to an end, the night sky returned to its deep, inky blue, leaving only starlight and the soft murmur of the waves. People began to pack up their belongings and prepare to return to their guesthouse.

"Where's Yueyue?" Su Yuqing looked around and noticed that the bright yellow figure, who was always the most active, was missing.

She was still basking in the sweet afterglow of her time with Chen Mo when she suddenly realized Zhao Yueyue was gone. "Yuanyuan, where's your sister?"

Zhao Yuanyuan snapped out of her reverie and shook her head blankly: "She... seemed to be with Huang Mao just now."

She looked in the direction where Huang Mao had been standing, but it was now empty.

Chen Mo frowned slightly, his sharp gaze sweeping across the rocky area: "Huang Mao is also missing."

The six people exchanged smiles instantly, seemingly having guessed what was going on with the two.

"These two have probably gone off somewhere to be having an affair. We can't just leave them here and go," Zhou Hao said with a smile.

Chen Mo nodded with a slight smile, then took out his phone and called Huang Mao.

"Hey."

The voice on the phone sounded weak and listless, but Chen Mo didn't notice anything amiss with Huang Mao. "Huang Mao, where did you and Yueyue go? We should go back. Did you bring flashlights? If you don't come back soon, you might not be able to find your way down the mountain."

"We're back at the guesthouse." Huang Mao's tone remained flat, so flat it sounded almost listless.

"Huh?" Chen Mo was somewhat surprised.

These two guys, no way, things are progressing so fast? They already sneaked back to their guesthouse room?

"Don't do anything reckless, kid," Chen Mo quickly warned.

"Don't be ridiculous, I have a headache," Huang Mao said speechlessly.

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo realized something was amiss.

But there were still five pairs of eyes watching him, so he immediately laughed it off, "Since you've already gone back, we'll come back right away and have a late-night snack together later."

After saying that, Chen Mo hung up the phone.

At this time, the other five people also did not realize that something was wrong.

They all walked down the mountain together in high spirits.

During the journey, the group was still somewhat reluctant to leave after tonight's spectacular fireworks show, clearly not having had enough.

The group chatted and laughed as they returned to their guesthouse along the familiar path.

"You guys go order some late-night snacks for tonight, it's on me." Chen Mo originally wanted to send the five away, but Su Yuqing followed him. Seeing this, he didn't send her away anymore, but secretly said to her, "It seems like Huang Mao and Yueyue aren't doing too well. Go to Yueyue's room and see what's going on."

"Huh?" Su Yuqing was somewhat surprised upon hearing this.

She immediately went to the door of Zhao Yueyue and Zhao Yuanyuan's room and gently pushed the door open a crack to peek inside.

But to my surprise, I saw Zhao Yueyue seemingly... spacing out inside?

She saw Zhao Yueyue sitting on the edge of the bed, hugging her knees and looking out the window. She was still wearing that bright yellow dress, and she looked listless, as if all her energy had been drained away.

Just then, Chen Mo opened the door to the boys' room. Huang Mao was hanging his head, his face ashen, his eyes vacant, looking completely lost.

When he saw Chen Mo appear, he felt a prick as if he had been stung by a needle. He quickly lowered his head and mumbled, "I...I'm going to the restroom."

As she spoke, she staggered into the bathroom, her back view conveying a sense of dejection that seemed to say, "Leave me alone."

The air suddenly became quiet.

One person is locking themselves in their room in a daze, while the other looks dejected, as if they've lost their soul... This is a serious problem.

Su Yuqing and Chen Mo immediately took out their phones and exchanged information.

[Chen Mo]: It seems... it really did crash and burn. How is Yueyue doing over there?

[Yuqing]: It's just...very quiet, completely different from usual. When I asked her what was wrong, she just shook her head and said nothing, she just wanted to be alone for a while. What about Huang Mao? How is he?
[Chen Mo]: Huang Mao looks like a wilted eggplant; it seems he's run into a snag.

[Chen Mo]: Looks like we need to intervene. Yuqing, try to sound out Yueyue again and comfort her. As for Huang Mao... leave him to me.

[Yuqing]: Okay.

When Chen Mo and Su Yuqing ended their text message exchange, Huang Mao was still locked in the small bathroom, the tap running loudly, the icy water splashing repeatedly on his face, trying to extinguish the frustration and embarrassment in his heart, but to no avail. (End of Chapter)