A female-oriented system, but the worldview is a little off?

She smacked her lips, her long eyelashes drooped, and she yawned comfortably.

It's like a kitten that has found its own seat in the sun.

The graduation ceremony at Xingheng High School was very loose.

Apart from the final group photo process and the graduation ceremony custom of listening to the principal talking nonsense on the stage.

Most of the time, students are allowed to move freely.

It was like a lively celebration.

It symbolizes the students’ farewell to their three years of youth and their move towards the next stage of growth.

"Have you finished your family affairs?"

Chu Yan, whose table was occupied, seemed to have become accustomed to this kind of thing.

He took out a notebook from his schoolbag and scribbled down his future plans on it.

By the way, I asked casually: "I saw you left in a hurry before, is there something wrong?"

"What else can it be..."

Su Qianmo half buried his face in his arms, and his words seemed to pause for a while.

Complaining nonchalantly, "Ah, it's the same old boring old stuff again?"

"They want me to come forward to solve the problem, but they are unwilling to give me corresponding compensation... They just treat me like a tool."

“I’m so tired!”

The girl pursed her lips into a へ shape in dissatisfaction.

He lay lazily on the table with his hands stretched out.

The chest under the school uniform looks quite soft, like a flattened marshmallow.

"tool?"

Chu Yan fell into imperceptible contemplation.

He never knew what kind of family Su Qianmo was like.

Even though they are in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, the other party seems to always avoid talking about this aspect.

Today is the graduation ceremony.

Xingheng High School has actually invited parents of all high school students to attend the graduation ceremony.

His parents couldn't come because he was an orphan in this world.

But why didn’t Su Qianmo’s parents come either?

Is it a traditional two-income family where both parents are busy with work and can’t spare the time?

Or is it because he simply doesn't care about his daughter?

Or.....

"Ahahaha, no!"

Su Qianmo quickly got up from the table and once again showed her usual casual smile.

"Just some social stuff."

She blinked, raised her head, and placed her hands on her chest.

He said with a grin and pride.

"——After all, don't look at me like this. I am still quite popular in some aspects, right?"

Chu Yan laughed when he heard this and temporarily suppressed the thought that had just popped up in his mind.

He nodded and said seriously: "It seems that I must work harder."

"Because you might accidentally be snatched away by someone else one day."

In the casual chat.

Su Qianmo took out his cell phone.

Earlier, her cell phone seemed to have received some message and made a prompt sound.

When I saw the message sent to me on my phone...

The girl's pupils shrank slightly.

"Sorry, I'll be out for a while...I'll be back soon!"

Su Qianmo smiled nonchalantly, picked up his phone, and walked out of the classroom.

Chu Yan nodded.

He was still concentrating on reading and didn't seem to care too much.

However, the slight change in the girl's expression that was so slight that it could be ignored...

She couldn't escape Chu Yan's gaze, who had been observing her carefully since she took out her cell phone.

He was in that look.

I saw quite complicated emotions such as irritability, contemplation, worry, etc.

Chu Yan sighed softly in his heart and closed his eyes.

——Finally, is it coming?

The young man's dark eyes wavered only for a brief moment.

When I opened my eyes again.

My heart is as calm as still water.

"system."

Chu Yan whispered softly, moving his eyes towards the hint that only he could see.

"You told me back then that as long as we can complete the first initial task, we can upgrade and open up subsequent functions..."

"There shouldn't be a frame for me, right?"

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On campus.

This is a sparsely populated corner.

It was broad daylight, but there seemed to be a faint mist lingering.

Casting a small shadow behind the building.

There were a lot of people coming to the school for the graduation ceremony, and the students were chatting and laughing and running around the campus.

But as they passed through the mist...

But as if subconsciously avoiding it, he took the initiative to bypass this place.

No one noticed anything unusual.

At this moment.

A young brown-haired girl wearing a blue and white sailor-style high school uniform and black knee-high socks.

Stopped in front of the mist for a moment.

The light golden eyes flashed with contemplation.

Then, she walked into the diffuse mist without any hindrance.

Just entered the mist.

Su Qianmo saw it on an iron chair placed on the side of the campus road in the center of the mist.

Sitting there was a woman wearing a black windbreaker and with long dark red hair.

She was lying on the bench with her long legs crossed and a cigarette in her mouth, puffing away.

It seemed as if he didn't even notice someone approaching.

"...I didn't expect that the people above would send you here to warn me?"

Su Qianmo frowned.

He said in a not very friendly tone: "I originally thought that you would not bother to deal with these trivial matters."

"Trivial matters?"

The woman put down the cigarette in her mouth and chuckled as if she had heard a very interesting joke.

She looked at Su Qianmo.

Said: "Little girl, you don't seem to be very clear about your risk rating in the central government?"

"I remember someone warned you this morning that your emotional indicators are not very stable and you need to pay more attention to controlling your emotions..."

The woman shrugged.

He waved the cigarette butt in his hand, chuckled and said, "It hasn't even been a day yet?"

"You've just raised the emotional instability index to yellow alert."

"If the reactor prompt hadn't sounded fast enough, the boy's mental state wouldn't have been as simple as being in a daze for more than half a month, right?"

The woman took another puff of her cigarette.

Slowly exhaling the mist, she looked at Su Qianmo and spoke with an appreciative tone.

"To be honest, if I was as rebellious as you when I was young, I would have been taken down by the higher-ups as a dangerous person."

"Don't act like a senior in front of me, Li Yayan!"

Su Qianmo stared back, not wanting to be outdone. "You just started working a few years earlier than me."

"But I am indeed older than you." Li Yayan shrugged again without comment.

"Besides, I do have more experience than you in the field of [Anomaly Control], little girl."

She stubbed out the burnt cigarette in her hand.

With a wave of his hand, the smoke turned into clouds and melted into the surrounding mist.

Li Yayan raised the corners of her mouth.

He stretched himself and said frivolously: "Otherwise, you can try to attack me..."

"Let the seniors teach you what class distinction means."

Different from Su Qianmo's youthful and refined appearance.

The beauty in her eyes is the kind of maturity that comes from years of vicissitudes of life, full of stories, and with a hint of lazy calmness.

Hearing the woman's provocation.

Su Qianmo just curled his lips and had no intention of taking action.

He said with disdain: "Put away your poor probing skills, they have been seen through a long time ago."

"Also, can you please stop showing off your old woman's body to me every time we meet?"

Su Qianmo said solemnly, "I've only just turned eighteen, so I still have a lot of room for growth!"

There was a pause.

The girl said firmly.

"You didn't come here just for me, did you?"

Li Yayan, who was exposed, was not angry.

Instead, he went with the flow and retracted his momentum, which was not serious to begin with.

He leaned back lazily on the iron chair.

"Very good. It seems that there is no problem with self-control and judgment."

"Being in my [Illusionary Clouds and Mists], the frequency of fluctuations was always maintained within a safe range during the entire conversation."

She pulled out a recording device and lazily made a few ticks.