"Shen Mochen, Shen Mochen!"
The day after the school anniversary, incessant knocking reverberated at Shen Mochen's front door.
"Ah…"
Shen Mochen rubbed his eyes and climbed out of bed to answer the door.
Seeing Shen Mochen's silhouette, Yuncui's tense heart relaxed, and she couldn't help but complain, "Why did you take so long to open the door? I was about to break it down!"
"Sorry, I overslept."
"What's with you today, waking up so late?"
Shen Mochen touched his head pretentiously, "Nothing really, just a headache… I'm not going to school today since there are no classes anyway. I'll rest at home for the day."
"Do you have a fever with that headache?"
Yuncui immediately reached out to touch Shen Mochen's forehead, then pressed her own head against his, closed her eyes, and felt Shen Mochen's temperature.
The scent of coconut milk wafted into Shen Mochen's nostrils, and a glimpse of continuous white could be seen at the neckline of Yuncui's chest.
