The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

The classroom was noisy and bustling in the early morning.

Chen Zhi stuffed his schoolbag into the desk drawer, and just as he pulled out a chair and sat down, he noticed a gaze fixed on him from his right.

He turned his head to the side.

Pei Ningxue rested her chin on her hand, staring intently at him.

It lacked its usual aloofness, instead carrying a hint of curiosity.

Chen Zhi subconsciously touched his cheek, his fingertips brushing against his skin, but he didn't feel any rice grains or toothpaste foam.

"What's wrong?"

He opened his English book and asked疑惑地问道, "Is there something on my face?"

Pei Ningxue lightly tapped the tip of her pen on the desk, making a crisp "thud" sound.

"You can cook?"

Chen Zhi was stunned for a moment.

This young lady's focus is so strange.

He smiled shyly, extended his thumb and forefinger, and made a gesture that Korean men find hard to accept: "I only know a tiny bit, it won't kill you."

He then realized something was wrong.

How did you know I could cook?

Chen Zhi looked at her suspiciously, "Did you install surveillance cameras in my house?"

Pei Ningxue didn't say anything, but simply took out her phone from under the table.

Unlock, tap the screen, and then push the phone in front of Chen Zhi.

The screen displays the WeChat Moments interface.

One photograph dominated the view.

Under the warm yellow light, a bowl of steaming hot plain noodles sits, with a poached egg fried until the edges are golden brown and the yolk is runny, garnished with bright green scallions.

The composition is extremely sophisticated.

Not only did the food's color come through in the photo, but the photographer also cleverly included a boy in the background untying his apron.

Although only half of his face and a slender hand are visible, anyone familiar with him can recognize him at a glance.

The caption was simple: 【Delicious, hehe~】

The poster's profile picture is an adorable, silly rabbit.

Lin Wanwan.

Chen Zhi stared at the screen for three seconds.

When did this girl become so good at taking photos?

The lighting and the angle make that simple bowl of noodles look like a Michelin three-star main course.

It was posted at 10 PM last night.

Pei Ningxue put her phone away, her tone indifferent, "It does look quite delicious."

Chen Zhi raised an eyebrow and took out his phone from his pocket.

That doesn't make sense.

He scrolled through his WeChat Moments before bed last night and didn't see this post at all.

I skillfully opened WeChat, clicked "Discover," and entered Moments.

Slide your finger down.

refresh.

Refresh again.

The interface is spinning in circles, indicating that loading is complete.

The latest post was an emo message from Li Jiahao posted late at night: "Loneliness is a man's medal," accompanied by a selfie that he would kill himself if he saw it three years later.

Next up is a post forwarded by homeroom teacher Wang Qian titled "Shocking! The Ten Dangers of Staying Up Late."

Chen Zhi refused to believe it and went straight to Lin Wanwan's personal homepage.

The photo album has finished loading.

The latest update was posted three days ago.

That was the sunset on my way home from school, captioned "Today's sunset looks like strawberry-flavored cotton candy."

Below is Chen Zhi's comment at the time: "It looks like braised pork to me."

Chen Zhi was not giving up and refreshed the page twice more.

The interface kept spinning, but nothing changed.

"Depend on."

Chen Zhi slammed his phone down on the table, amused and annoyed. "This brat, when did she learn to block me?"

No wonder that girl was holding her phone and giggling the whole time while we were eating noodles last night, and wouldn't say what she was laughing about when asked.

"Chen Zhi".

"I wonder when I'll be lucky enough to eat your noodles."

Chen Zhi stuffed his phone into his pocket and stood up.

"I'm going to the restroom."

After saying that, he walked out of the classroom with a dark expression.

The morning reading session hadn't even started yet, and the corridor was full of students playing around.

Lin Wanwan was leaning on the railing in the corridor, chatting gossiping with her best friend Chen Xinyu, while holding a half-finished bag of milk in her hand.

Lin Wanwan was clearly taken aback when she saw Chen Zhi walking over aggressively.

Before she could even say hello.

Chen Zhi stretched out his hand, palm open.

"Give me your phone."

Lin Wanwan subconsciously tightened her grip on her hands behind her back, blinking her big eyes and feigning ignorance: "What's wrong? I need to memorize vocabulary words."

Don't give me that.

Chen Zhi took a step closer, casting her into his shadow. "I'll count to three."

"one."

Lin Wanwan bit her straw, her cheeks puffed out, her eyes darting around.

"two."

Chen Zhi pretended to reach into her school uniform pocket.

"Here you go! Take it!"

Lin Wanwan was ticklish and afraid that he would touch her inappropriately in public, so she quickly took out the pink phone from her pocket and slapped it into Chen Zhi's hand.

"Why are you being so fierce?"

Chen Zhi ignored her complaints.

He swiped open the screen.

The lock screen password interface popped up.

Lin Wanwan crossed her arms, looking smug: "I just changed the password last night, do you want to type it...?"

Before he could finish speaking...

Chen Zhi's fingers flew across the screen.

【030520】.

With a soft "click," the unlocking sound rang out.

The screen is on.

Lin Wanwan's smug expression froze on her face, and she almost bit off the straw in her mouth.

"How did you know it was this?!"

Because it's their birthday.

Chen Zhi didn't even look up, scoffing, "With your brain capacity, all you can think of are your birthdays and your dog's birthdays. What kind of tricks could you possibly come up with?"

Lin Wanwan realized what was happening and made a move to snatch it.

Taking advantage of his height, Chen Zhi held the phone high.

With his left hand, he held back Lin Wanwan's head as she lunged at him, while his right hand expertly swiped across the screen.

Lin Wanwan panicked completely.

Like a cat with its fur standing on end, she reached for Chen Zhi's arm, baring her teeth and claws: "Give it back! Don't look! Chen Zhi, you bastard!"

Chen Zhi, relying on his strength, pinned her against the wall.

He opened WeChat.

I went straight to my WeChat Moments.

really.

The first one is that bowl of plain noodles.

The release time was 10 PM last night.

Likes: 1.

Number of comments: 0.

Given Lin Wanwan's popularity, she could easily get dozens of likes for posting "The weather is so nice today," so how could she possibly post pictures of food and get no attention?

unless……

Chen Zhi clicked on the top right corner of that post on WeChat Moments.

详情。

Visible range.

A line of small print clearly jumped into view.

[Partially visible: Pei Ningxue]

My entire WeChat Moments, hundreds of friends.

This meticulously edited photo and ambiguous caption on WeChat Moments was only meant to be shown to one person.

Chen Zhi was stunned.

His hand holding the phone froze in mid-air.

Chen Zhi slowly lowered his head and looked at Lin Wanwan, whom he had pressed to the side.

The little girl had given up struggling.

Her whole face was flushed, even the roots of her ears were pink.

But those eyes remained stubbornly open, staring intently at Chen Zhi.

Instead of feeling ashamed of being caught, he displayed a defiant and self-righteous attitude.

"Have you seen enough?"

Lin Wanwan bit her lower lip, her aura undiminished, "Give me back my phone when you've had your fill."

Chen Zhi handed her the phone.

"Lin Wanwan".

"what?"

Chen Zhi crossed his arms and said with a hint of teasing, "I didn't expect you to be so cunning."

Lin Wanwan grabbed the phone, quickly locked the screen, and stuffed it back into her pocket.

The movements were fluid and graceful.

"None of your business."

She stiffened her neck, raising her voice a few decibels, seemingly trying to mask her inner panic with the volume, "I can send it to whoever I want, do you own WeChat?"

"Okay, okay, whatever makes you happy."

Chen Zhi smiled.

He moved closer, staring into Lin Wanwan's evasive eyes.

"But next time, remember to blur my face with a mosaic for this kind of content that can only be seen by one person."

Chen Zhi pointed to his face, "My face is very expensive, you'll have to pay next time."

Lin Wanwan's face turned even redder.

"Get out!"

She picked up the English vocabulary book 3500 that was lying to the side. A muffled voice came from behind the book, "I'm going to memorize words! abandon! abandon!"

Chen Zhi looked at the girl who had curled up like a quail.

The morning sunlight streamed down the corridor, illuminating the exposed part of her neck.

The fine downy hairs are clearly visible in the halo of light.

It's adorably red.