I really like your sand sculpture group friends

"Okay, bye-bye." He waved goodbye to the two of them, "If you need my help next time, just let me know."

.....

Back at the edge of the soccer field, his roommates were eagerly awaiting his return.

"Damn, Old Mo, you can still call me...."

Mo Xiangwen took out a bottle of mineral water and threw it at Zhong Taihong.

Under his kind gaze, Zhong Taihong quickly changed his tune: "I didn't expect you could get your friend to bring you bottled water. You've got quite the influence."

"Shut up, you talk too much." Mo Xiangwen sighed, took a bottle of water out of the bag, and handed the plastic bag to them: "There's another bottle in this bag that's mine, don't give it to me to drink too."

The sharp-eyed Xi Shaojie asked, "Then what's that bottle in your hand?"

"Electrolyte drinks are not as thirst-quenching as mineral water."

“I understand, then I’ll switch with you.” Xi Shaojie said with a smile, “You can drink two bottles of mineral water, that should be enough to quench your thirst.”

"Get out, get out, get out!" Mo Xiangwen cursed with a dark face. "If you keep babbling, you won't even have bottled water left."

"Ugh, what a character." Zhong Taihong shook his head. "But thanks anyway, please thank them on our behalf as well."

Qin Yongfeng took out a bottle of water, took a sip, wiped the water from his mouth, and said, "Thanks, Lao Mo."

"Then I'll leave the meeting."

Xi Shaojie asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Is that even a question? We all got a share, so how could Yan be left out?" Zhong Taihong shook his head: "Young Master Xi, you're being a bit insensible."

"Oh, right, right, I was too talkative."

Mo Xiangwen glanced at them speechlessly, then turned to look for Yan Nuoya.

It has to be said, Yan Nuoya is always so conspicuous, no matter the time.

Yan Nuoya leaned against a tree by herself, head down, lost in thought.

Occasionally, one or two boys or girls would come over and offer her water, but she would politely decline with a smile.

P.S.: I forgot to specify the 2-in-1 version; it's 4K.

Chapter 47 You're not like that

"Dong Xiang, Yan is over there, aren't you going to go and give her a bottle of water to show your support?" Dong Xiang's roommate, Hong Haoyu, nudged him. "Anyway, you're the class monitor, it's only reasonable for you to give your classmates water, right?"

"You didn't give any to the other students, only to Yan?" Dong Xiang glanced at him speechlessly: "You call that reasonable?"

"Oh, don't worry about it. If you don't deliver it, someone else will."

Hong Haoyu pointed in Yan Nuoya's direction, and there was a boy from another class walking towards Yan Nuoya with a bottle of drink in his hand.

Among boys, news about which class has pretty girls always spreads very quickly.

If even one or two passing boys saw her during her breaks, Yan Nuoya's reputation as an ice queen would immediately spread.

Although no one knows what her personality is like, she is at least a cool and aloof beauty in terms of appearance and temperament.

As soon as the boy approached, Yan Nuoya noticed him, but she just glanced at him with her eyes.

The boy seemed to have been struck by an invisible force, and he panicked instantly. He stopped in his tracks, turned around, and left quickly.

"See, she's like Bao Si now," Dong Xiang said with a smile. "I think besides her boyfriend, she'll probably only accept the kindness of other girls."

As soon as she finished speaking, perhaps out of concern for her classmate, Vice Class Monitor Li Xiaoxiao also stood up and walked towards Yan Nuoya.

Perhaps because she was a girl, Li Xiaoxiao did not suffer the same treatment as the boy from before and successfully reached Yan Nuoya.

"Yan, do you need bottled water?" Li Xiaoxiao handed her an unopened bottle of water: "I have extra here."

Yan Nuoya picked up the half-full bottle of water from beside her, shook it gently a couple of times, and then smiled and said, "No need, thank you. I have my own water."

"Alright, let me know if you need anything." Li Xiaoxiao didn't press the issue; since the other party said they didn't need anything, she would respect that.

"Okay, I take back what I just said." Dong Xiang shook his head with a wry smile: "It seems she won't easily accept even a girl's kindness."

"Yan is so cold to girls too. But Yan is really popular. Two girls have already fallen, and there are still boys who dare to go up to him." Hong Haoyu said with emotion, "They seem to be from our class."

"Who is it, so reckless?" Dong Xiang frowned upon hearing this, glanced in that direction briefly, then quickly looked back, and casually turned Hong Haoyu's head back: "Other classes are one thing, but what about our own class... oh, don't look."

"what happened?"

I was afraid you would be upset.

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...Strange, that peculiar feeling is back again.

I always feel something subtle in my heart, a feeling that I can't quite explain.

However, he was certain that this was not the sour smell of love, but rather a feeling closer to familiarity.

Mo Xiangwen glanced at the bottled water in his hand. Well, after the two brave men, he was going to embarrass himself too.

Although given his relationship with Yan Nuoya, she probably wouldn't give him a bad look; to say he was embarrassed would be an exaggeration.

But they've already rejected two people, and you still have to shamelessly go and offer them water. It would be a little embarrassing if you were rejected again.

But that doesn't matter.

Because he's now intrigued by that feeling and really wants to test this mysterious girl.

Why did Yan Nuoya give him the feeling that she knew him from the beginning, and why was her attitude towards him completely different from that of other classmates, even to the point of being described as trust?

But what should we test? And how should we test it?

Yan Nuoya struck him as very intelligent, perhaps even capable of mind reading... But surely that's unlikely?

This is neither a world of cultivation nor a world of swords and magic.

How could such an outrageous thing as mind reading exist?

That was what he originally intended to say, but the thought of his overload mode made him feel inexplicably guilty.

Let's chat first, maybe we can get some useful information.

He walked up to Yan Nuoya, squatted down, and presented her with the electrolyte drink and mineral water.

"Yan Nuoya, shall we choose one?"

Yan Nuoya, sitting on the ground, blinked and gave a faint smile.

"No, no need, I still have plenty of water left."

"It's one thing to be so polite with other classmates, but do I need to be so formal with you?" Mo Xiangwen asked with a strange look, "Aren't we friends?"

“Then…” She paused slightly above the bottle of mineral water, “I’ll take this drink.”

After saying that, she reached for the bottle of electrolyte drink, while Mo Xiangwen just stared at her without moving.

After her hand touched the drink, she seemed to think it over carefully and then moved it to the other side.

"Hmm, never mind, I'll just drink mineral water." Yan Nuoya smiled. "Although I still have a little water left in my bottle, if I have another bottle, I won't have to be so careful with my water intake."

Yes, exactly as he guessed.

Overload mode was operating silently; he needed to think as quickly as possible to avoid being noticed by Yan Nuoya.

If we speculate based on his understanding of Yan Nuoya...

Yan Nuoya most likely chose mineral water from the beginning, but simply didn't take it directly just to tease him.

Out of politeness, most people will choose bottled water regardless of whether they actually want it.

Without a certain relationship, someone wouldn't deliberately choose a beverage first and then switch to mineral water.

This is both a lighthearted joke between people who have a good relationship and a reflection of their personality.

And he finally grasped the essence of that familiar feeling.

It was a politeness that bordered on indifference.

But why does it feel so familiar to him?

"Noah, don't you like this drink?"

"It's not that I don't like drinking it," Yan Nuoya shook her head, "It's just that I don't feel like drinking it right now."

Although he had expected it, he would be embarrassed if Yan Nuoya actually chose a beverage.

I'll probably have to rush to the convenience store right away and buy Yan Nuoya a new bottle.

After all, this was a drink that Su Mengli gave him, and he felt it wasn't right to just give it away to someone else.

"I sweated a lot during military training, so it's good to drink some electrolyte drinks to replenish my energy."

Let's try it first and see if we can get the conversation into a natural dialogue.

In the ideal situation, we might be able to ask directly.

Yan Nuoya stared at him for several seconds with her bright purple eyes, and then suddenly chuckled softly.

“That was too abrupt. You’re not the type to force people.” Yan Nuoya shook her head, her voice carrying a certain certainty: “Let alone pressing a girl for answers.”

Thanks for the invitation. I'm currently in university and just lost an online match.

This is too difficult for single people; I don't want to play anymore.

Chapter Forty-Eight: What a humiliating disgrace!

At night, Mo Xiangwen paced back and forth on the balcony, sighing.

Oh, what a disgrace! What a disgrace!

This is outrageous! It's infuriating!

As the saying goes, "An army is raised for a thousand days to be used in one."

We spoil you with good food and drink all the time, so how come you can't even beat a little girl when it really matters?

Huh? What's wrong with you?

Speak, speak, Golden Finger, speak quickly.

Have you no shame? Have you no shame at all?! You may be shameless, but I still have a sense of shame!

The thought of Yan Nuoya's slightly teasing smile made his face burn with shame.

Do you really want to risk your reputation to trick people?

As a result, they didn't even get past the first round.

I can't stand it any longer.

"Hey, Lao Mo," Qin Yongfeng couldn't stand it anymore, "did you and Yan have a fight?"

“Yeah, you’ve been walking back and forth for over an hour.” Xi Shaojie sighed. “You’ve been standing here for two days now. Are your legs made of iron?”

Of course not, his foot hurts too.

He just can't sit still when he thinks about the crushing defeat this morning.

"I almost forgot. There are shoelaces and sanitary napkins in that black plastic bag next to my seat. You can take them out and see which one is suitable."

"Putting in those old shoes will make it a little more comfortable."

Before he finished speaking, the three of them had already squeezed into his seat and eagerly opened the plastic bag.

"I didn't expect that, Lao Mo. You were prepared all along," Qin Yongfeng exclaimed.

Xi Shaojie complained, "I should have taken it out a long time ago. I even used a tissue to cushion it, but it still hurts terribly."

Zhong Taihong picked up a shoe insole and stuffed it into his shoe. He found that after putting his foot in the shoe, it was a bit too tight. Helpless, he had to switch to a sanitary napkin instead.

I tried it again, and it worked perfectly.

"Hey, Old Mo, you were right to have foresight."

"Alright, alright, stop arguing, I'm annoyed." Mo Xiangwen sighed, "Just take whichever one suits you."

"What's the big deal? It's just with a girl. If it doesn't work out, just apologize," Zhong Taihong said nonchalantly.

"Why apologize? I didn't do anything wrong..." Mo Xiangwen suddenly felt that there was something wrong with what he said.