I really like your sand sculpture group friends

Su Mengli shook her head, picked up the scissors beside her, and began to disassemble the box.

He noticed the cardboard box on the table the first time they brought things back.

However, there was no shipping label on it, so he assumed it was Su Mengli's personal item and didn't ask any further questions.

I never expected to open it in front of him at this time.

"Want to guess what it is?" Su Mengli's hand was already inside the box, and she asked him with a mysterious smile.

Guess what? Mo Xiangwen frowned slightly, thinking for a long time but still couldn't figure out what Su Mengli planned to give him.

"Forget it, I can't guess it," Mo Xiangwen readily admitted defeat.

Su Mengli shook her head slightly with a hint of regret, but soon she took out a cute pink and white doll with ribbons from the box with a big smile on her face.

...This really was beyond his expectations.

Unexpectedly, Su Mengli thought of giving him a Sylveon doll.

Seeing him standing there in a daze without reacting, Su Mengli asked curiously, "What's wrong? Don't you like it? I remember you said in the group chat before that you really liked Sylveon."

"I do like it, but I do," Mo Xiangwen said hesitantly.

As the saying goes, one should not accept a reward without merit.

He hadn't done anything wrong, so it was a little hard for him to accept being given a gift all of a sudden.

Su Mengli seemed to see his doubt and chuckled, "Don't worry, they will have them too."

After saying that, he reached into the box with his other hand and took out a black Umbreon.

Although it's a Dark-type Pokémon, it's still adorable.

After hearing what Su Mengli said, he felt much more at ease accepting it.

"Did you buy all of Eevee?" Mo Xiangwen asked curiously.

“Yes, precisely because I didn’t know which one they would like,” Su Mengli said with a hint of distress, “that’s why I was in a hurry to stop you.”

"If it were you, you'd probably know which one Yan Nuoya or Bai Bai would like, right?"

What are Yan Nuoya and Bai Bai's preferences?

Mo Xiangwen thought for a moment and slowly said, "As for Yan Nuoya, she probably prefers Normal-type Eevee."

"Huh?" Su Mengli frowned. "I thought she would prefer Glaceon?"

"She'll like Glaceon too, but she'll probably like Normal-type Eevee the most," Mo Xiangwen said somewhat uncertainly.

After all, Yan Nuoya hadn't mentioned her preferences much.

He guessed based on Yan Nuoya's personality; he wasn't really sure which one Yan Nuoya preferred, Glaceon or Eevee.

"What about Bai Bai?" Su Mengli wasn't conflicted. If Yan Nuoya liked both, she could just give them both to her.

"BaiBai likes Sylveon."

This time, Mo Xiangwen was quite certain.

But ultimately, can Bai Bai really be said to like him?

I guess I was influenced by him to some extent.

"So, let's leave Sylveon to BaiBai." Mo Xiangwen smiled and reached out to the Umbreon: "Umbreon is fine too, I'll take it."

Su Mengli didn't give it to him right away. Instead, she thought for a moment and then winked at him: "How about I buy another Sylveon for Bai Bai later, and you can have this one for now?"

"No need, Umbreon is fine, I like it very much."

Seeing his insistence, Su Mengli nodded and placed the Umbreon in his hand.

P.S.: Although the doll is from the last two years, since it's all set in a fictional other world, I don't think anyone will mind if I mention this earlier.

Chapter Ninety-Two: Yan Nuoya in the Library

As soon as he got his hands on Umbreon, he couldn't help but grab and knead its face, revealing a relaxed smile.

He used to have bought a whole set of Eevee plushies and figurines to put in his room.

However, I wasn't in the mood for it later, so I just left it in the closet.

Seeing his expression, Su Mengli slowly revealed a gentle smile and asked, "How is it? Do you like it?"

"I really like it, thank you for the gift." Mo Xiangwen pinched Umbreon's paw again and smiled, "Why did you suddenly decide to give everyone Eevee plushies?"

"I had thought before that if we met, I would give everyone gifts."

It would have been better if this hadn't been mentioned, because once it was, Su Mengli stared at him intently and slowly began to speak.

The more she spoke, the more resentful she became, and at the end, she even glared at him fiercely.

"It's all your fault. You made me completely unprepared when I first met everyone."

Huh? Can you blame him for this?

Mo Xiangwen fell silent and thought about it carefully.

It seems, maybe, probably does have some connection to him?

"I'm truly ashamed..." Mo Xiangwen wisely changed the subject: "I didn't even think to prepare a gift for everyone."

“Regarding this, I don’t think you need to blame yourself too much.” Su Mengli seemed unsurprised, as if she had already prepared her answer: “After all, my silly little sister didn’t even think about this.”

...Why is she swearing all of a sudden? Mo Xiangwen gave her a speechless look.

However, it's one thing not to have thought of it before, but I need to find a way to make up for it later.

Seeing his reaction, Su Mengli couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Don't get me wrong, what I mean is that it's normal for people who aren't good at socializing not to think about it for a moment."

Su Mengli explained with a smile.

"While I understand you need an example to support your explanation, sister," Su Mengyao said, walking up to them with dissatisfaction, "could you please consider your sister's feelings as well?"

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry."

Su Mengli smiled indulgently and ruffled her hair. However, even though the two were exactly the same height, Su Mengli had to raise her hand high to reach her sister's head.

Mo Xiangwen, looking at the scene from the side, always felt that there was a strange sense of humor in it.

His gaze lingered on their equally long, black, and smooth hair, and he wondered if it felt the same to the touch.

Su Mengyao slapped her sister's hand away, somewhat annoyed, because her sister still treated her like a child.

Su Mengyao turned to look at Mo Xiangwen, glanced at the Umbreon in his hand, and asked, "Xiangwen, have you made your choice?"

“Yes, Umbreon, isn’t it cute?” Mo Xiangwen held up Umbreon and shook it.

Su Mengli added for him, "And he has also chosen Yan Nuoya and Bai Shishi."

Su Mengyao looked somewhat surprised, but still asked, "What did you help them choose?"

Su Mengli said, "Eevee and Sylveon."

"Hey, does nobody like Flareon?" Su Mengyao pursed her lips. "Really... then Flareon is mine."

As she spoke, Su Mengyao pulled a fluffy red doll out of the box, held it up, and rubbed it against her pretty face.

"Even though Flareon is so cute, no one chose it."

"Isn't this perfect for you?" Mo Xiangwen smiled. "Isn't it good that everyone can choose what they like?"

"That's true..." Su Mengyao seemed a little dissatisfied, but she quickly put it aside: "So, what did you choose, sister?"

"Hmm? The rest are all mine." Su Mengli winked playfully at her: "Why should I choose?"

"Ugh... how cunning," Su Mengyao said with dissatisfaction.

“What’s wrong with that? After all, I paid for it myself,” Su Mengli said matter-of-factly.

Mo Xiangwen smiled and shook his head, putting Umbreon back into the box: "This is just my guess; it's not certain whether they'll like it or not."

"Hmm, I think it should be fine," Su Mengli said, sounding more confident than him.

"Hopefully."

Mo Xiangwen glanced at the time again, not expecting that more than ten minutes had passed in the time it took to exchange just a few words.

"However, I have to go find Yan Nuoya now. You guys are tired, so lie down on the sofa and rest for a while. We'll talk about it when we get back."

Su Mengyao nodded, gave a cute yawn, and leisurely returned to the sofa to lie down.

Since you're so sleepy, don't force yourself.

Mo Xiangwen shook his head helplessly, said goodbye to Su Mengli, and left the studio.

He walked and browsed the forums, and before long, he arrived at the library gate.

Having learned from his previous experience, he went straight to the study area without any trouble.

To his surprise, there were more students in the study area than he had expected.

This spacious study area, especially the corner area by the window, had many tables filled with people.

He couldn't help but wonder, there were still many empty tables, were they all there in teams?

Mo Xiangwen thought to himself, "As expected of H University, the learning atmosphere is indeed very strong."

He began searching for Yan Nuoya in the study area.

He circled around several times, but still couldn't see her.

Just as he was about to send a message to inquire, he suddenly thought of a possibility, so he walked towards the window.

The tables I passed along the way were almost all occupied by boys, and the books on their desks were not even open, clearly indicating that they were not paying attention.

This made him even more certain of his guess.

It wasn't until he was almost at the very end that he saw Yan Nuoya sitting there alone, quietly flipping through a book, occasionally taking notes in a notebook beside her.

Even though there were very few empty seats around her, there were two or three empty tables around her before other people sat down.

He suddenly couldn't hold back anymore.

Damn, he thought everyone was here to study, but it turns out they all came to see pretty girls, huh?

How can we go on like this?

In order for them to concentrate on their studies, Mo Xiangwen shook his head and quickened his pace toward Yan Nuoya amidst the surprised gazes of the crowd.

Yan Nuoya seemed to be engrossed in thought and did not notice his arrival.

He glanced at the title of the book on Yan Nuoya's desk—"One Hundred Years of Solitude." Well, he hadn't read it, but that wasn't surprising.

Since he couldn't make a sound inside the library, he could only wave his hand in front of Yan Nuoya.

Immersed in her studies, Yan Nuoya seemed to snap out of her reverie and looked up at him.

Then, amidst the heartbroken gazes of the crowd, she gave him a faint smile.

"Wait a moment, I'll pack up my books and return them." Yan Nuoya mouthed these words.

Although he couldn't understand it, he could guess what it meant, so he nodded.

However, he had been curious since the beginning about what the book in Yan Nuoya's hand was, and why it looked somewhat familiar.

So, Mo Xiangwen pointed to the book in her hand.

Yan Nuoya was slightly taken aback, then gave him a knowing smile, closed the book and showed him the cover.

"C Programming Language from Beginner to Expert"—wow, no wonder it looked so familiar.

Wow, so you're the only one here who's genuinely here to read and study.

Chapter Ninety-Three: Should We Consider It?

Amidst the glares of his male classmates who were practically grinding their teeth in disbelief, he accompanied Yan Nuoya as she returned the books and then left the study room.

After leaving the library, Mo Xiangwen asked, "I thought you might have had some trouble adjusting to that situation."

"Ok?"

Yan Nuoya frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, she realized what he was talking about.