After returning to her room, the corners of Su Mu's mouth remained upturned, and even Wen Shaoyuan could feel her happiness. He would glance back at her from time to time:
"Su sister, are you very happy?"
Su Mu nodded:
"Yes, very happy."
"So, was it Uncle Fu who called you?"
Su Mu tilted her head slightly and looked at him, "How did you know?"
"You like him, don't you? Only someone you like can make you so happy, right? It's like how I like you. Seeing you or hearing your voice makes me feel very happy."
Su Mu couldn't help but laugh:
"At such a young age, what do you know about liking someone?"
"Of course I know. For example, I don't like it when other people touch my hair, but it's okay when you do it. That should be liking, right?"
Su Mu nodded:
"Right, that's an expression of liking. But the liking you're talking about is different from the kind of liking I mean."
Wen Shaoyuan raised his eyebrows slightly:
"Su sister, are you speaking in tongue twisters?"
