Jiang Shuyi stopped at the intersection of the alleyway in front of Wen Yao's house.

She looked into the distance, it was still dark, but the moonlight was just right tonight.

The white moonlight illuminated the gray-white walls of the alley.

In the corner of the alley, some unknown weeds grew along the sides of the path.

Just as Jiang Shuyi was about to say something, Wen Yao spoke first, "You can stop here, you should go back."

Wen Yao's eyes were fixed ahead, her tone cold.

Jiang Shuyi considered herself quite sensitive to emotions.

Since a little while ago, she had felt that Wen Yao was being a bit distant with her.

—Did I do something wrong?

Feeling a bit uneasy, Jiang Shuyi glanced down at the ground and kicked a small stone by her feet.

"Wen Yao." As Wen Yao took a few steps away, Jiang Shuyi couldn't help but tug on her sleeve.

Wen Yao subtly turned back. "..."

Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao, a hint of inquiry in her eyes. "Did I do something wrong?"

Wen Yao's eyebrows twitched slightly. "No."

—No?

Jiang Shuyi's eyes widened.

—If there's nothing wrong, then why are you being so cold? I feel like you're lying.

Jiang Shuyi stubbornly refused to let go of Wen Yao's sleeve.

Because Wen Yao was an Omega who often said one thing but meant another.

She was really good at hiding her true feelings; even if she was unhappy, she wouldn't express it.

Wen Yao looked at the silent Jiang Shuyi, unsure of what she wanted to do.

But Jiang Shuyi leaned closer to Wen Yao.

"If you're not angry, can you please pat my head?"

"......"

Upon hearing this, Wen Yao, who had intended to pull her hand back, froze in mid-air.

The cold November wind howled, and despite the chill in the air, it felt strangely warm.

Jiang Shuyi felt the temperature in her ears suddenly rise due to the silence.

"Just, just for a moment." She maintained a defiant expression, but her tone softened a bit.

Even though it was her own request, she felt a bit embarrassed.

"..."

Wen Yao looked at her without responding.

Jiang Shuyi's bright eyes dimmed suddenly.

She seemed to hear Wen Yao sighing in the darkness.

Jiang Shuyi felt a bit shy to look at her.

But the next moment, Jiang Shuyi felt a gentle hand patting her head.

The hand carried a faint, cold scent of roses, instantly calming her mood.

Jiang Shuyi looked up.

"Are you satisfied now?" Wen Yao pulled her hand back.

Her voice was calm, as always.

Jiang Shuyi quickly replied, "Mm..."

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The next morning.

Jiang Shuyi noticed that there were unusually many people in class today, and occasionally, students from outside the class peeked in.

"... Why is it so noisy today?" Jiang Shuyi was somewhat confused.

Song Jinxi glanced at her. "Did you forget that Yan Jingshu is back at school today?"

"Oh."

She had completely forgotten.

Not long after, Yan Jingshu arrived at their classroom with her backpack.

Yan Jingshu's hair had a natural chestnut hue, with slightly curled bangs that gave her a doll-like appearance.

As soon as she entered the classroom, students swarmed around her.

It looked like she was a star, being pursued by a crowd.

"You're back!"

"Congratulations on winning the award."

"Are you going to Prague now?"

Yan Jingshu smiled as she accepted gifts, patiently answering everyone, her gaze shifting towards Jiang Shuyi.

Jiang Shuyi didn't approach her.

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At the podium.

Wen Yao stood in front of the blackboard, writing the name of the student on duty for today.

Jiang Shuyi watched her precise strokes with the chalk, marveling at how this person even made chalk writing look perfect.

Just as she was observing the third character Wen Yao started to write, a voice interrupted her.

"Shuyi, what were you busy with yesterday? Why didn't you answer my call?"

Yan Jingshu casually walked over, smiling as if they were just chatting.

Song Jinxi, sitting next to Jiang Shuyi, glanced at Yan Jingshu, recalling their conversation from yesterday. She felt that Yan Jingshu still cared about Jiang Shuyi, but this person had the temperament of a spoiled rich girl.

Song Jinxi always felt that this proud childhood friend would end up getting hurt.

"..."

Jiang Shuyi looked at Yan Jingshu in front of her and suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to return the call after going home last night.

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Shuyi said, "I was a bit busy yesterday, I forgot."

"What do you mean by busy?" Yan Jingshu smiled. "Who were you with yesterday?"

"..." Before Jiang Shuyi could answer, the class bell rang.

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Wen Yao finished organizing the podium and looked up to see Yan Jingshu talking to Jiang Shuyi.

"..." Wen Yao.

"Oh, Yan Jingshu is back." Zhou Jingtang sat down with his backpack.

"Yan Jingshu."

Wen Yao seemed to recall something and repeated the name.

She calmly lowered her head, saying nothing as she stacked her Chinese homework she had collected that morning and stood up.

"I'm going to turn in my homework."

Zhou Jingtang also stood up.

"I'll go with you, I need to find the Chinese teacher to get my test paper anyway."

The Chinese office was on the first floor below them, where the bulletin board was always filled with many notices.

After placing her Chinese practice book, Wen Yao's gaze briefly stopped at the bulletin board on her way back.

"What are you looking at?"

Zhou Jingtang walked over and noticed that the person in the photo was Yan Jingshu holding a violin and a trophy.

Yan Jingshu had a very photogenic face, with a soft and sweet appearance. She wore a cute blue evening gown, and the loose hair by her ears curled slightly, giving off a light and airy vibe completely different from Wen Yao.

"Oh, she won an award." Zhou Jingtang said with a smile.

"Although I knew she played the violin, I didn't expect her to be this good."

"Is that so?" Wen Yao replied lightly. "Is she very famous?"

"Yan Jingshu is the school belle."

"School belle." Wen Yao repeated the phrase calmly.

Zhou Jingtang glanced at Wen Yao and realized, "Right, you haven't participated in any of these events at school, so you wouldn't know. It's just a student-selected title, not officially publicized."

Actually, Wen Yao had also been on the list at that time, but because she was low-key, many younger students didn't know who she was, and her cold personality meant she didn't receive as many votes as Yan Jingshu.

After listening to Zhou Jingtang, Wen Yao agreed, "I can understand. She really is quite cute."

She was a completely different type from herself.

Zhou Jingtang felt that this sounded a bit strange for some reason.

"Ah, that's true, many Alphas in school like her."

"Is that so?" Wen Yao asked casually.

Zhou Jingtang immediately smiled and blurted out, "Mm, Miss Yi has pursued her before."

"..." Wen Yao fell silent for a moment, holding her homework as she began to walk forward.

Her expression showed no signs of disturbance. "I see."

Zhou Jingtang felt inexplicably guilty as he glanced at Wen Yao.

For some reason, Zhou Jingtang thought that what he had just said was common knowledge throughout the school.

Even if he hadn't mentioned it, Wen Yao would have known about it. But now that he had said it, he felt like he had done something wrong.

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