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

Because of the change in their relationship, the more private the environment, the easier it is for them to become emotionally aroused and unable to control themselves, which is why Su Yuqing is shy.

Faced with Chen Mo's touch, Su Yuqing's body trembled almost imperceptibly, like a resting butterfly suddenly disturbed.

She didn't immediately pull her hand away, nor did she respond; her fingertips merely curled slightly, betraying the turmoil in her heart.

Her gaze remained fixed on the flowing street scene outside the window, but her small earlobes turned red rapidly, like ripe cherries, standing out in the golden halo.

Chen Mo's palms were broad and warm, carrying a reassuring strength as well as an undeniable presence.

He didn't make any further moves, but simply covered her gently, his thumb pad lightly and almost imperceptibly stroking her smooth hand, as if a feather were brushing against it.

This subtle touch felt like an electric current, instantly coursing through Su Yuqing's entire body.

She finally couldn't resist and quickly turned her head to look at Chen Mo.

The afternoon sunlight outlined the handsome lines of his profile. His deep eyes were focused intently on her, filled with undisguised tenderness and a hint of mischievous amusement as he admired her shy expression.

Su Yuqing's cheeks instantly flushed an even deeper red.

She instinctively tried to pull her hand away, but Chen Mo held it tighter, yet still gently.

"She's my girlfriend, and you still want to run away?" he said in a low voice, which sounded particularly clear in the quiet carriage, with a captivating magnetism.

Upon hearing Chen Mo's words, Su Yuqing's struggle instantly subsided.

She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly in the shadows cast by the sunlight. She dared not look at him again, but she did not try to pull her hand away.

She let his warm, dry palms envelop her slightly cool hands, feeling the soothing, extremely slow caresses from his fingertips.

That subtle touch, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, rippled sweetly across her heart.

A silent tension permeated the air.

The driver was focused on driving and didn't notice the alluring scene in the back seat reflected in the rearview mirror.

The sunlight outside the window was bright, and the streets, pedestrians, and vehicles, all with clear outlines, rushed past.

Inside the car, however, there was a small, private world that belonged only to them, filled with coolness and secret heartbeats.

Their breathing became clearly audible in the silence, mingling together.

Chen Mo slightly adjusted his fingers, turning them into an interlocked knot.

This action is more intimate than simply covering; it carries a sense of declaration and possession.

Su Yuqing's heart trembled violently, then began to race wildly.

She could clearly feel the shape of his knuckles and the almost scorching heat emanating from where their palms touched.

A dizzying sensation, a mixture of immense sweetness and shyness, overwhelmed her.

She couldn't help but secretly glance at him again.

Chen Mo was gazing ahead, sunlight dancing on the tips of his thick eyelashes, a satisfied and gentle smile playing on his lips.

He seemed to notice her gaze, and turned his head slightly, his deep eyes once again capturing her gaze.

This time, Su Yuqing did not dodge.

She mustered her courage and met his gaze. Although her cheeks were still burning hot as if tanned by the sun, her eyes shimmered with a watery smile, filled with the unreserved dependence and sweetness of first love. She even tried, very cautiously and very slightly, to squeeze his tightly clasped fingers back.

This small response instantly deepened the smile in Chen Mo's eyes, like a deep pool reflecting sunlight.

He held her hand, tightening his grip slightly, silently conveying the reassurance that "I'm here."

They didn't speak, yet it was as if they had exchanged countless sweet words.

The taxi drove smoothly along the bright city streets in the afternoon, passing through familiar alleys that were slightly bleached by the sun.

The two people in the back seat simply held hands quietly, feeling the warmth of their palms touching and the resonance of their pulses.

Occasionally, as the car turned, Su Yuqing's body would involuntarily lean gently against Chen Mo, their shoulders briefly touching before quickly separating. Each subtle contact brought a new flutter of excitement to the cool car.

The journey home seemed to stretch out, yet also seemed to pass in the blink of an eye.

The carriage was filled with silent whispers of love. Every heartbeat, every caress of fingertips, every exchange of glances, all silently told the story of a love song that had just begun in this moving, sun-drenched, secluded space.

Awkwardness, sweetness, nervousness, anticipation... all the flavors of first love are savored and quietly fermented during this journey home.

It wasn't until the car slowly stopped downstairs at the familiar building and the driver's "We're here" that they were awakened from their sweet cocoon.

The two released their clasped hands almost simultaneously, their fingertips still warm from each other and damp with sweat, their faces flushed and slightly embarrassed by the interruption.

"Thank you, sir." Chen Mo paid the bill, his voice slightly hoarse.

The heat wave outside rushed in through the open car door.

He got out of the car first, and the bright afternoon sunlight made him squint slightly. Then he turned around naturally and reached out his hand to Su Yuqing inside the car.

Su Yuqing lowered her head and got out of the car. The scorching air instantly enveloped her, but it couldn't compare to the heat on her face.

She looked up at Chen Mo, who was standing in the sunlight. His gentle gaze made her feel instantly at ease.

This time, Su Yuqing did not hesitate and gently placed her hand into his palm.

Holding hands, they walked towards the home that now held a completely new meaning for the two of them.

The lingering thrill of their intertwined fingers in the taxi seemed still vividly imprinted on their pressed skin.

Upon entering, the noise of the outside world is completely shut out, leaving behind a quiet space that belongs only to the two of them.

The air still seemed to carry the scent of when I left, but something was different.

"Finally back." Chen Mo put down his luggage and naturally reached out to take her hand.

Su Yuqing, however, was like a startled deer. Before he could touch her, she quickly bent down to change her shoes, her movements somewhat flustered.

"Hmm...yes, I'm going to water the flowers on the balcony, they look a bit wilted." She practically ran to the small balcony as if fleeing.

Chen Mo's hand froze in mid-air for a moment, then he chuckled.

He understood that in the private space where it was just the two of them, the immense sweetness of their newly established relationship and the accompanying shyness made her feel even more out of place than on a crowded bus.

It will take some time to adjust to this change in identity. (End of Chapter)