On the screen, the content of the new email was very simple.

It was only a few lines, but it could be displayed on the screen.

At the bottom of the email, there were a few pictures attached.

Mo Juechen's index finger slid across the screen, his eyebrows furrowed tightly.

His fingertip moved to the logo of the attachment.

He only needed to tap lightly to see the content of the picture.

He hesitated.

Mo Juechen's gaze fell on the sender's message.

The sender had hidden the sender's address.

Of course, if he wanted to, he could catch this person in minutes.

"Hmm …"

Lin Shen turned around at this moment.

He quickly swallowed the mouthful of cake in his mouth and looked at Mo Juechen, "Why do I feel like I've tasted lemon … What's wrong with you?"

After he said this, he realized that Mo Juechen's expression was not right.

Didn't he just coax him?

His eyebrows were already relaxed.

According to his experience, Mo Juechen was no longer angry.

Why did his face turn black in less than a minute?!

"Lemon-Flavored sea salt," Mo Juechen said.

Lin Shen was speechless.

Brother, is it really okay for you to know so much?!

Lemon-Flavored sea salt, so knowledgeable about desserts …

The image of the iceberg school hunk was really going to be shattered!

"Idiot." Mo Juechen was fierce again, "The corner of your mouth."

He raised his hand and pointed at the corner of his mouth, "Cake crumbs."

As Mo Juechen spoke, he slammed the screen of his phone down on the table, "Idiot!"

Lin Shen was speechless.

But …

He looked at Mo Juechen, and then looked at the phone on the table.

The other party's actions were too obvious, he was probably worried that he would accidentally see his phone.

Mo Juechen would not do such a thing in the past. So, what he was looking at had something to do with him?

"Did something happen?" Lin Shen muttered.

In just a short moment, his mind filled in a lot of things.

His parents in Mojue City did not even like Su Tiantian. Towards him, who was also a male, they probably wanted to send him to Womir Star and sacrifice his soul before they could be at ease.

However, wasn't he thinking too far ahead?

Lin Shen couldn't help but disdain himself.

This was only the beginning, and he was already thinking of Mo Juechen's parents breaking up the couple.

He and Mo Juechen had not reached the point where they needed each other's parents to break them up.

"It's fine." Mo Juechen's tone was indifferent.

Lin Shen looked at him suspiciously.

Was he really alright?

The more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong.

Lin Shen's gaze slowly shifted to the other party's phone on the table.

Before he could say anything, Mo Juechen had already grabbed the phone.

"I'm going out." He stood up and strode out of the classroom.

How dare you say you're fine!

Lin Shen watched him leave.

There were only two minutes left before class started!

The English teacher who was going to give them their first lesson was already standing on the podium.

Mo Juechen walked out of the classroom just like that.

The English teacher looked up at him, but didn't say anything. She continued to prepare the materials for class just like that.

At the bottom of the teaching building, the students had already returned to their classrooms. The entire campus was quiet.

Mo Juechen forwarded the email directly, even giving his email account and password to the other party.

"Check." He opened WeChat. "Who sent the email?"

His expression was a little cold. After sending the message, he went back to the email interface.

Mo Juechen tapped lightly and opened the attached photo again.

On the clear screen of the phone, a photo was displayed in its entirety.

If it was a Singshang College student, they would definitely be able to recognize the background of the photo at a glance.

It was the second floor of Singshang College's auditorium, which was also the school's exhibition hall.

Other than the photos of outstanding teachers and the principal who had made outstanding contributions to the development of the school, there were photos of other outstanding students.

Every year, the photos of students who had achieved outstanding results would also be placed here.

For example, the top scorer of the college entrance examination.

For example, the gold medal winner of a competition.

Or students who were quite talented in sports, arts, and so on.

Of course, there were also students who had become top figures in a certain industry after graduation and were able to lead the development of the industry.

Their photos would be included in the Outstanding Alumni Record.

There was a special photo album of the school's history placed in the exhibition hall.

Every student could browse through it.

Singshang College hoped to use this method to encourage all the students in the school to work hard.

The photo on Mo Juechen's phone was taken in a corner of the school's exhibition hall.

There was a thick photo album placed there.

Every page had a 12-inch photo of an outstanding student, and beside it, there was a description of the student's results.

In the photo, Lin Shen was standing in front of the photo album in his school uniform.

His gaze was focused, and his expression was serious. He looked at the photo album in front of him with a look that Mo Juechen was completely unfamiliar with.

Beside him, the window of the exhibition hall was open.

The curtains were blown up by the wind, and the sunlight shone through the open window, outlining Lin Shen's delicate and handsome face.

This photo was actually quite good.

The young man's handsome face was enveloped by the sunlight, and he looked fresh and comfortable.

It was as beautiful as a painting.

Mo Juechen's eyes flashed. His finger swiped on the screen, and the second photo was loaded.

It was the same location, the same Lin Shen, the same scene.

He was still facing the photo, but his left index and middle fingers were pressed together and gently pressed on his lips.

Mo Juechen's finger trembled slightly, and the third photo was loaded.

Lin Shen's left index and middle fingers were still pressed together.

Although it was a still photo, it was obvious that he was about to press his finger on the photo album.

— Or rather, a photo of someone in the photo album.

Mo Juechen's gaze gradually turned cold.

In the last photo, Lin Shen's expression was so sincere.

His eyelids were slightly lowered, and his gaze was restrained.

It was as if the photo album placed in front of him was not a photo album.

It was as if he was a god.

Mo Juechen took a deep breath in Shenshen.

He closed the photo. Even if he thought with his feet, he knew that the photo could not possibly be him.

He was still a student. Although he was good at sports, he did not like to participate in various competitions. He did as he pleased, and had never considered whether he should contribute to the school's reputation.

Therefore, he had no right to be there.

He stood there silently for a moment, then turned around and strode towards the auditorium.

At this time, the auditorium was not open yet, and the doors of the exhibition hall on the second floor were closed.

Mo Juechen casually made a call. A few minutes later, the vice-principal of Singshang College personally came over.

"Young Master Mo?" The vice-principal looked at Mo Juechen in surprise.

Singshang College belonged to the Mo Family, and the principal was hired.

This vice-principal was considered a direct subordinate of the Mo Family.

Although the entire Singshang College belonged to the Mo Family, it was true.

Mo Juechen had been studying at the school since kindergarten, and had never abused his privileges in all these years.

Other than his slightly poor grades, he would occasionally skip classes.

However, he did not bully others, did not play with his privileges, and had never unreasonably bullied his classmates.

When the vice-principal received Mo Juechen's call, to be honest, he was a little surprised.

Mo Juechen was obviously not in a good mood.

He glanced at the vice-principal, nodded casually as a greeting, and then motioned to the vice-principal, "Open the door."

"Okay." This request was not unreasonable at all.

The vice-principal hurriedly opened the door of the exhibition hall.

It was rare for his young master to be interested in the history of the school's business development, so he specially followed Mo Juechen in and was prepared to personally introduce the history of the photos in the exhibition hall to him.

However, Mo Juechen glanced at him again, "You don't have to follow me in."

He paused and added, "I can look at it myself, sorry to trouble you."

He nodded at the vice-principal again, entered, and then turned around to close the door of the exhibition hall.

There were not many people in the exhibition hall.

It was open for half a day every Tuesday and Thursday.

When the new students entered the school, there would be a teacher who would specially bring them to visit.

Therefore, this was Mo Juechen's third or fourth time here.

He casually glanced around and soon his gaze fell on a corner of the exhibition hall.

That was the place where the photos were taken.

On a slanted stand, there was a thick photo album.

Mo Juechen hesitated for a moment, which was rare for him.

However, he quickly took a deep breath and slowly walked towards the photo album.

It was not the opening day of the exhibition hall, so the window beside the photo album was closed.

The floor-to-ceiling curtains quietly fell to the ground, blocking the sunlight outside the window.

The light from the ceiling spilled down and quietly shone on Mo Juechen's fingers.

He was not in a hurry, and slowly flipped through the pages.

An unfamiliar face flashed in front of him, page by page.

About halfway through, Mo Juechen's fingers paused slightly and finally stopped —

The teenager in the photo looked about the same age as them.

He was wearing Singshang College's uniform. The school uniform jacket was neatly buttoned, and the shirt was also properly buttoned to the top button.

He had a handsome face and a gentle smile.

Even if it was just a still photo, it was as if one could see the other's bright and clear eyes.

One could see his talent and excellence.

Lin Yuan …

It was a little unexpected, but it did not seem to be a surprise.

Mo Juechen's gaze swept across the large paragraph of description beside the photo album.

Lin Yuan was considered a genius among the graduates of their school in the past ten years.

Mo Juechen had even heard of Lin Yuan's name from his serious and cold father.

He knew that the other party was Lin Shen's brother.

He also knew that he had a great influence on Lin Shen.

But he did not expect …

Mo Juechen stood quietly in front of Lin Yuan's photo for a moment.

His slender fingers gently closed the thick photo album.

He took a deep breath, turned around, and strode out of the exhibition hall.

His expression was as usual, and one could not tell if he was happy or angry.

The vice-principal was still waiting at the door.

"Young Master Mo." He called out to Mo Juechen softly. "Did I lock the door?"

"Yes." Mo Juechen nodded. "Sorry to trouble you."

He did not stop and walked straight to the teaching building.

The first class was already more than halfway through.

Mo Juechen did not stand at the back door of the classroom. He looked at Lin Shen's figure, who was half leaning on the desk.

The other party would turn around to look at his empty desk from time to time.

Every time he saw that there was no one there, Lin Shen's face would show a clear hint of disappointment.

Mo Juechen's mood suddenly improved a lot.

He bent down, lowered his body, and quietly walked into the classroom from the back door.

Then, he quietly sat in his seat.

Lin Shen did not know how many times he had turned around to look.

But every time, the seat behind him was empty.

It was the same this time.

But less than two minutes after he turned around, he suddenly felt a gentle touch on his back.

Lin Shen's back stiffened.

Mo Juechen had already started to write slowly on his back. "Are you worried about me?"

Lin Shen's body stiffened.

He did not know whether to nod or shake his head.

Fortunately, Mo Juechen did not seem to want an answer from him.

He quickly continued to write. "I like you that much …"

Mo Juechen's handwriting was not fast. It was one stroke at a time.

When he wrote the word "like", he deliberately added more strength to the last stroke.

Lin Shen only felt that his back was itchy from his handwriting.

And this kind of question was super awkward for him, okay?!

Lin Shen couldn't hold it in any longer and moved his back.

Don't move.

Mo Juechen gently knocked on Lin Shen's back, indicating that he should not move.

Then, he continued to write on his back. "… Me."

This sentence was: Do you like me that much?

Lin Shen's body stiffened even more.

A very soft chuckle came from behind him.

Mo Juechen's fingers quickly pressed on his back again.

Lin Shen: "…"

He could not take it anymore!

It was super itchy!

He twisted his left hand behind his back and grabbed Mo Juechen's fingers that were sliding up and down his back.

Mo Juechen liked to exercise. There were thin calluses on his fingertips.

His fingers were long and warm.

Lin Shen had just pinched that troublesome finger when Mo Juechen grabbed his hand.

He gently scratched Lin Shen's palm.

He held his hand in his own.

His fingers played with Lin Shen's fingers as if they were a new toy.

Lin Shen: "…"

However, he was finally able to set his heart at ease.

Mo Juechen did not seem angry.

Perhaps, something had happened at home.

He had already settled it when he went out.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Perhaps it was because of what happened in the morning, or because he was really worried about Mo Juechen.

Lin Shen did not immediately withdraw his hand.

He awkwardly put his left hand behind his back and felt Mo Juechen's warm and dry fingers poking between his fingers.

He was having a lot of fun.

After a while, Lin Shen slowly withdrew his hand.

It was only a few minutes before class ended.

When the bell rang, he quickly turned to look at Mo Juechen. "Are you okay?"

"What's wrong?" Mo Juechen shrugged and asked.

Lin Shen looked at him suspiciously.

But Mo Juechen's expression was too calm. He could not tell that anything was wrong.

He stared at him for a while and could only shake his head and tell himself that he was overthinking.

"It's good that you're okay." Lin Shen muttered.

"Do you want to go to my house tonight?" Mo Juechen suddenly asked.

"Go, go to your house?" Lin Shen stuttered. "For what?"

"Other than lemon-flavored salt, there's durian, matcha, strawberries, mustard …" Mo Juechen said. "To broaden your horizons, idiot!"

Lin Shen was speechless.

Mo Juechen looked up at him and raised his eyebrows. "What are you thinking?

Did you think that I would do something to you? "

"No!" Lin Shen raised his voice. "I wasn't thinking of anything!"

He suddenly turned around and did not want to talk to Mo Juechen at all.

Could he be blamed for this?

They had just confirmed their relationship, and then Mo Juechen invited him to his house.

Any normal person would think the wrong way, okay?!

"Hey …" Mo Juechen poked him again. "Are you going or not?"

"We'll see," Lin Shen answered vaguely.

"What's up?"

"Mom and Dad haven't been home recently, and my brother's company seems to have encountered some problems."

Lin Shen explained. "He's been working overtime at home recently, and he doesn't seem to be in a good mood either."

"Yeah," Mo Juechen said lightly.

"That's why I want to go back early. Although I can't help with work, if he wants to talk to someone …" Lin Shen said. "At least I can accompany him."

He had not forgotten when he had just arrived in this world.

Lin Yuan had found out that he had something on his mind, so he had patiently comforted him and accompanied him.

Now it was the other way around, even if he could not be of any help.

However, he could still pour some water and help cut some fruits.

"Is that so?" Mo Juechen's tone was light.

"Yeah." Lin Shen nodded.

He realized that after he said those words, the smile on Mo Juecheng's face that had just stretched out had faded quite a bit.

Lin Shen looked at Mo Juechen carefully, and countless thoughts ran through his mind.

Was he angry again?

He was a little uncertain.

Was it because he had rejected him?

He remembered what Mo Juechen had said in the morning.

People who had just started dating would always want to stick to each other at any time.

Was he being too distant and cold?

Would Mo Juechen soon feel that he was actually boring?

His personality was not likable, and he did not know anything other than studying. Then, he would dawdle and do everything in a hurry.

Then, would he soon feel that it was better not to "date"?

Lin Shen opened his mouth.

Mo Juechen's eyelids were slightly lowered, and he did not know if he was reading or angry.

"Then …" Lin Shen thought for a while and said, "I'll go home after dinner, okay?"

"Up to you," Mo Juechen said.

His tone was even colder than before.

Lin Shen froze. He didn't know how to respond.

He looked at Mo Juechen, and then at the book in his hand.

Mo Juechen did not even look up, as if he was really focused on reading.

Lin Shen sat in a daze for a while, and then slowly turned around.

Was Mo Juechen still angry?

Lin Shen slumped on the table listlessly.

He thought of the past, when he had just entered university.

At the beginning, when he was in a new environment, the people in the dormitory and his classmates were all very warm to him.

If there was any activity, they would always call him.

But Lin Shen always had a lot of things to do.

He had to spend a lot of time studying to completely digest some of the boring and difficult professional knowledge.

He also had to sit in on medical classes because he was interested.

If something happened to his relatives or little sister, he was always busy with his parents and genius brother.

He was also the one who ran errands and did all the chores.

Besides, Lin Shen really did not have any hobbies other than studying.

He did not like singing, watched very little movies, television, and animation, and was not interested in sports.

The recreational activities that people his age liked were almost non-existent to him.

He always went out early and came back late, spending most of his time in the library.

Often, when he returned to the dormitory, his roommates were all asleep.

After a long time, whether it was his classmates or his roommates, they did not ask him to play with them anymore.

Because they felt that it was boring to ask him.

Lin Shen buried his head in his bent arms.

Soon, Mo Juechen would also feel that he was boring.

They would also gradually distance themselves from him.

Then, Mo Juechen's friends, whether it was Tao Ran or Xu Chen, would naturally not play with him anymore.

He would become a loner again.

But it was not a big deal.

Lin Shen thought in a daze.

He was already used to it.

He did not sleep well last night. As he lay on his stomach, his head gradually became blurry.

"Hey." Mo Juechen finally felt that something was wrong.

He reached out and poked Lin Shen, and then poked again.

Lin Shen only moved his body a little, but he didn't turn around.

"Lin Shen." Mo Juechen simply grabbed his shoulder and shook it.

"What?" Lin Shen shook his head and turned to look at him in confusion.

"Come to my house tonight." Mo Juechen said.

"Oh." Lin Shen agreed. "I got it."

He agreed and turned around.

He looked at the front of the classroom lazily.

At the front door of the classroom, Su Tiantian was talking to Xu Chen, who had come to look for her.

Lin Shen knew that Su Tiantian had improved a lot in this month's exam, and Xu Chen had contributed a lot to it.

In the noisy laughter of the students in the classroom, the girl stood at the door gracefully, her smile as bright as the sun.

In this cold late autumn season, it could really light up the room with warmth.

Especially when Su Tiantian looked at Xu Chen, her bright round eyes.

It was as if they could talk.

It was shiny and made people feel good just by looking at it.

Then Lin Shen looked at Su Tiantian and handed a dark blue checkered lunch bag to Xu Chen.

Her face was red, but her eyes were brighter than before.

How nice!

Lin Shen blinked and looked at this scene.

Actually, when he thought about it carefully, Su Tian's drawings were really good.

Even Lin Shen thought that the cartoon version of the manga was very good and interesting.

Moreover, she was sweet and generous.

She was really likable.

He was a little envious of her.

He was a little lost in his thoughts.

Suddenly, a magnified handsome face appeared in front of him.

He did not know when Mo Juecheng had walked up to him and was looking at him closely.

He looked at Lin Shen, then turned to look at Su Tiantian and Xu Chen.

Then he looked at the lunch box in Xu Chen's hand.

Mo Juechen put one hand on Lin Shen's desk and looked at him with envy. "You want it too?"

He said, "You should have said so earlier."

Mo Juechen said generously, "I'll bring it to you tomorrow."