Shocking! A three-year-old brings his aloof mother to their door.

After he finished speaking, a row of question marks simultaneously popped into the minds of the three of them.

Mo Ye: Your grandfather?

Wang Jie: What did I say?

Shen Qing: Are you serious?

Wang Jie realized what a stupid thing he had said, his face flushed red, and he grabbed Mo Ye and ran outside, his steps so fast it looked like a ghost was chasing him.

Shen Qing watched helplessly as the two guys darted away faster than rabbits, as if they were being chased by dogs.

The two figures, even from behind, seemed to be speaking volumes.

One shouted, "Brother, hold on! I'll go get backup!"

Another shouted, "Hang in there, bro! I'm going to get reinforcements!"

Soon, only the sound of footsteps fading into the distance remained in the corridor.

Shen Qing stood there, stunned, bewildered in the wind.

When Qin Yue returned from the restroom, she saw that only Shen Qing was still sitting there. She raised an eyebrow and asked, "What about you? Why aren't you leaving yet?"

Shen Qing steeled herself, her voice a little softer than before, but she didn't back down: "I want to talk to you."

Qin Yue glanced at him, said nothing, sat back in her chair, picked up her water glass and took a sip.

In the corridor, Mo Ye and Wang Jie ran all the way to the corner at the end of the corridor before stopping.

Wang Jie leaned against the wall, panting heavily, and said with lingering fear, "I'm really worried about Shen Qing's married life."

Mo Ye, also panting, laughed and said, "We haven't even won her over yet, and you're already talking about married life? You're worrying too much."

Wang Jie patted his chest, looking terrified: "Looking at Dr. Qin, I always feel like he's my senior year high school homeroom teacher, he's terrifying."

Mo Ye secretly agreed.

After Wanqing stopped coming, he didn't dare to come looking for Qin Yue on his own.

Wang Jie nodded vigorously: "Dr. Qin was much easier to get along with when my sister-in-law was around. Just now inside, I was so embarrassed I almost had a stroke. Shen Qing, that shrew, was like a mute, not saying a single word. It was so awkward."

Mo Ye laughed out loud; he had been incredibly nervous just now.

Mo Ye took out his phone to check the time, and a message popped up the moment the screen lit up.

He Wanqing: [Have you eaten?]

Mo Ye's lips curved into a smile as he typed a reply: 【No, so pitiful.jpg】

He Wanqing's message came quickly: 【Hasn't get out of class ended yet? Why haven't you gone to eat?】

Mo Ye glanced at Wang Jie, hesitated for a moment, and typed: 【I'm with your best friend.】

The other side remained silent for a few seconds.

Then He Wanqing's message popped up, her words carrying a hint of wariness and curiosity: 【??? What are you going to see Qin Yue for?】

Mo Ye thought for a moment and replied: [It's a long story.jpg]

He Wanqing's message came again, this time with a slightly different tone: [Speak like a human.jpg]

Mo Ye glanced at the closed door in the corridor, then at the "speaking human language" emoji of He Wanqing on his phone screen, a slight smile playing on his lips, and typed a reply:

[I accompanied Shen Qing to deliver noodles with soybean paste to Qin Yue. We came out, but Shen Qing was still inside.]

He Wanqing was silent for a few seconds, then sent a long string of ellipses, followed by: "Is Shen Qing serious?"

Mo Ye glanced at Wang Jie, who was peering over the corner of the wall like a cat peeking out.

Mo Ye typed: [Looks like he's serious.]

He Wanqing: [Qin Yue isn't that easy to pursue.]

Mo Ye: [I know. So Shen Qing still has a long way to go.]

He Wanqing was silent for a while, then sent a voice message.

Mo Ye tapped the phone, and her voice came through, calm and light, with a hint of helplessness: "Are all you men like this? You won't shed a tear until you see the coffin."

Mo Ye smiled and typed a reply: 【No, I just cry when I see a coffin, so I pursued you and won you over.】

He Wanqing sent an eye-roll emoji, then added: 【Speak properly.】

Mo Ye: [I miss you.]

He Wanqing didn't reply immediately.

A few seconds later, he sent a message: "Hmm...".

A few seconds later, she sent a message saying, "I miss you too."

Then came the sentence: "Go eat quickly, don't go hungry."

Mo Ye: [Received! Wife!]

Mo Ye put away his phone and was about to put his hands in his pockets when he heard Wang Jie lean against the wall and say quietly, "Old Mo, do you think Shen Qing can succeed?"

Mo Ye pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't know."

Wang Jie sighed, looked up at the incandescent light on the corridor ceiling, the light making him squint: "I think it's probably a bit risky."

Mo Ye thought so too.

But after thinking about it, he said:

"But if you give up just because it feels difficult, then you'll definitely have no chance. Trying gives you a slight chance, but if you don't try, you have no chance at all."

Wang Jie fell silent.

He's a senior in college; it would be a lie to say he doesn't want a sweet romance.

Although he always says he "doesn't want to be in a relationship," and that being in a relationship is terrible and being alone is great.

Or he might come across those toxic motivational quotes on the internet, seeing stories of men being cheated out of their dowry by women, and he might join in with a few sarcastic remarks.

He can fool others, but he can't fool himself.

He was especially envious when he saw Tongtong.

He dreams of having a daughter, especially one as cute as Tongtong.

Old Mo is already married, Shen Qing is also working hard, what about me?

When there are many people around, he would chat with Shen Qing and say some flirtatious things, but when he actually had to talk to a girl, he would stammer and couldn't say a single word.

He's the kind of person who can be crazy in front of his brothers, but becomes incredibly reserved in front of women.

He fell silent as he pondered.

He closed his eyes and suddenly asked, "Old Mo, what does it feel like to like someone?"

Mo Ye remained silent for a while.

If you had asked him this question before, he probably wouldn't have been able to answer it either.

But now, he feels he can say a little.

"I think of her no matter what I do," he said, his voice not loud, but very clear.

Wang Jie opened his eyes and turned to look at him.

Mo Ye didn't look at him; his gaze was fixed on the closed door at the end of the corridor, and he spoke in a detached tone:

When I eat something delicious, I think, "I wish she could eat it too." When I see beautiful scenery, I think, "I wish she could see it too." When it rains, I wonder, "Did she bring an umbrella?"

He paused for a moment, then said, "I just want to give her all the good things."

Wang Jie was silent for a moment, then clicked his tongue, his tone laced with sarcasm:

"I can't stand it, you've fed me another mouthful of dog food." He leaned back against the wall, staring at the ceiling, and stopped talking.

never mind........

With my personality, I shouldn't waste girls' time.

I doubt anyone would like my personality.

Marriage is a topic that feels too far away for me.

If I can't meet the right person, it's fine to live my life alone.

I'll die someday anyway, it's a 100% mortality rate, so there's nothing to be afraid of...