"Shall I introduce you as Sheng Nanxuan?" retorted Gong Mo. "They'll ask, 'Why does he have the same surname as Sheng Donglin?' I'll then have to explain that you're his younger brother and then more questions will follow. Shall I describe to them what happened that night next?"
Sheng Nanxuan could not help but laugh when he saw her angry expression. "You're angry? Shouldn't I be the angry one?"
"I'm not angry." Gong Mo rubbed her forehead. "I'm frustrated!"
"Don't be frustrated." He reached out and rubbed her temples for her. "You have to be careful of the prenatal influences on the child or it'll get depression."
Gong Mo burst out laughing. "How old is the child even?"
"Don't you know that babies can have depression too?"
"Is that so? I didn't know that," said Gong Mo softly.
Her classmates were all looking at her and having a discussion. "They look close. Could they have been together for quite a while already?"
