Night lingers long, Mo Siyu holding his beloved woman to sleep is naturally filled with joy, as if embracing the whole world.
Yet, such happiness is also simultaneously painful.
Mo Siyu is full of youthful vigor, holding his beloved woman in his arms, if he really had no reaction at all, that would be truly strange. This sort of pain mixed with pleasure, Mo Siyu would rather get up in the middle of the night to take a cold shower than to let go of her.
That night, Tang Yue slept very peacefully, nestled in Mo Siyu’s embrace, she felt extremely secure.
Poor Mo Siyu, he had a late night, took a cold shower in the middle of the night, and barely fell asleep when dawn was about to break.
Mo Siyu, who usually doesn’t stay in bed late, held Tang Yue and had no desire to get up, dragging it out until the last moment, he stealthily kissed her, then reluctantly rose from the bed.
He went to the kitchen, found the rice cooker, grabbed a handful of rice and water, and began to make porridge for Tang Yue, hoping it would be just right by the time she woke up.
To prevent it from boiling over, Mo Siyu deliberately did not cover the lid tightly, placing the rice spoon on the side, that way, the porridge wouldn’t spill out.
Mo Siyu changed into a white shirt, took his clothes with him, and contentedly rushed back to the racing team.
*
At dawn, Tang Yue was awakened by the aroma of the porridge.
The white porridge smelled delicious, and as Tang Yue inhaled the scent, her stomach grew hungry. She didn’t know when Mo Siyu had left, but after changing her clothes and going to the kitchen, she saw the rice cooker filled with fragrant white porridge. Lifting the lid, she saw that the porridge had been cooked for a long time, it was exceptionally thick and fragrant.
Tang Yue quickly washed up, served a bowl of white porridge, added some sugar, and enjoyed the delicious taste of the thick porridge. Right after she finished her porridge, Zhang Tingyu came to fetch her for school.
They attended the same university but had chosen different majors, thus their class schedules were different.
The first class was a design class, which, aside from introductions, involved a lecture on the history of clothing.
Tang Yue listened drowsily, as she already knew this history.
She couldn’t wait for the teacher to finish, and what was discussed next was also very basic, all of which Tang Yue already knew.
Surely, they weren’t going to only talk about these unnecessary things?
Tang Yue couldn’t help but smile bitterly within, thinking that if the course content was going to be all like this, what a waste of time it would be if she knew it all.
She had thought that by coming here to study she would be able to make up for her weak points, but now she realized that there seemed to be a bit of a gap between reality and her expectations.
University classes are not as tightly scheduled as high school, arranged more loosely. After having a meal in the canteen, Tang Yue went home to attend to her own business.
After a day’s worth of classes, Tang Yue felt it was quite relaxed, and, moreover, she was worried about encountering Meng Yanzhi, but he didn’t show up, so she pushed thoughts of him to the back of her mind.
When she got home, Qin Anyu hadn’t arrived yet. Tang Yue planned to cook a meal herself, and by the time Qin Anyu arrived, dinner would already be ready, four dishes and one soup, even inviting Zhang Tingyu to join in the evening.
Qin Anyu also cherished Tang Yue’s friends as if they were her own.
After the three of them finished eating, Tang Yue and Zhang Tingyu each shared their own opinions and then dispersed, as there were classes the next day.
Qin Anyu pulled Tang Yue aside, an urgent look on her face, asking, "Did Meng Yanzhi come to find you?"
Solitaire should be the simplest, double solitaire was moderate, but the young man played it very smoothly as well, quickly sorting out several decks of cards. However, just then, it seemed the young man encountered a problem.
"Try moving this card here," Tang Yue suddenly said.
The young man was annoyed at being interrupted while playing his game, but when he turned his head and saw Tang Yue, he paused, the annoyance he had felt didn’t come out, but instead, he held it back. Following Tang Yue’s suggestion, he tried, and indeed, it was as if he suddenly saw the light at the end of the tunnel.
After getting past that point, the young man smoothly won the game.
When he finished that round of double solitaire, the young man excitedly said, "Do you like playing this too? How about we play together in the future and see who can finish faster?"
"By the way, my name is Lian Qingyang." Lian Qingyang introduced himself.
Tang Yue smiled and said, "I’m Tang Yue, but we’re here for a class. Are you sure we can still play games?"
Her words had just fallen when the teacher came in.
She had never touched a computer class before, so she listened very attentively.
After one class, she felt somewhat reluctant to leave.
"Tang Yue, let’s play another round," Lian Qingyang pestered Tang Yue to play a game.
Since her rebirth, Tang Yue had been either studying or working, rarely playing games. Facing Lian Qingyang’s expectant eyes, she didn’t refuse and followed him for a round. She found that Lian Qingyang was really skillful at playing games, and Tang Yue was no match for him at all.
Lian Qingyang, for fear that she would get upset, consoled her, "I’ve been playing this game for a long time. I can even play the four-suit version, so it doesn’t matter if you lose."

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