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However, this also means that Lin Mo did not make a mistake in choosing the gift he brought; an antique was the right choice.

"Ran Bao, as is customary, I also brought some gifts. Take a look..."

As Lin Mo spoke, he took off his schoolbag and was about to take something out... when his hand was suddenly grabbed by the girl.

Looking in that direction,

The pale blue veins were hidden beneath his porcelain-like skin; the cool, soft touch stirred a strange flutter in his heart.

A hint of panic flickered in Li Qingran's eyes, but seeing Lin Mo's panic only made her more anxious.

"No gift...".

She parted her lips slightly, and the loneliness in her cold eyes pierced through like a needle.

"Just stay with me, that's enough."

Familiarity, and suffocation.

Lin Mo suddenly understood the questions he had previously been confused about, and the doubts surrounding Li Qingran.

Why would she look for his personal preferences?

Why would they be so "generous" in allowing him to appreciate it?

Why would it satisfy his...XP?

She was bartering, unlike the supply and demand dynamic where a wealthy woman uses her gold to support a gigolo.

She explored Lin Mo's preferences and catered to them, in exchange for his companionship.

She wasn't some kind of delirious, mentally unstable girl; she was very clear-headed. It was precisely because she was so aware that her future was meaningless that she chose... Zisha (purple clay).

The price of sobriety is that, after the romantic period Lin Mo provided, she will reflect on the relationship.

Just like Jiang Wanfeng entering a state of post-coital meditation,

After experiencing immense emotional satisfaction last night, she actually calmed down.

Lin Mo then guided her thoughts away from the direction of "love," so...

For the sake of a more distant future, the girl tries to step out of the fairy tale you created for her. She is family and friends with you, but even the most sincere feelings eventually have an expiration date...

She's willing to pay any price, whether it's money or her body, to extend your shelf life.

An intelligence pop-up appeared, revealing Li Qingran's condition.

Li Qingran was like a shy little girl who had just started kindergarten, wanting to play house with others, but the other children in the class only thought she was childish.

Now that a boy was finally willing to play with her, she took out all the lollipops from her pocket, happily tore off the wrappers, and handed them to the boy who had made her feel less lonely.

She only had sugar, and knew it wasn't very precious, so her attitude became pleading, carefully managing the limited amount of sweetness she had.

So when the boy also prepares a gift for her one day, she will think that he is drawing a line between them.

Li Qingran probably didn't understand the meaning behind exchanging gifts; she simply thought that she was using "candy" to get Lin Mo's company, and Lin Mo was reciprocating by giving her candy in return...

This means returning the entire amount, leaving nothing behind, and severing all ties completely.

Despite everything she's been through, Li Qingran won't change easily, but a sudden gift will inevitably make her uneasy.

What I fear most is this kind of anxiety that keeps piling up, bringing her back to her original state.

This is different from the night-blooming cereus from last night; that one was a decoration for Li Qingran's "home."

She knew Lin Mo had done so much for her, and now she felt it was her turn to reciprocate...

The gift offered now is, in effect, a rejection of her willingness to reciprocate.

Oh shit.

"Okay... let's not talk about that. Let's cook some rice first. It's not just for you; I'm hungry too, so I'm cooking for you as well, understand?"

Lin Mo said nervously, his words barely forming in his mind before blurting them out, afraid that even a second's delay would cause Li Qingran to misunderstand.

After all, the future is a matter of life and death, and how to deal with it is unknown.

"Okay." The girl released her hand, placing it behind her back, her eyes slightly lowered.

Can the refrigerator be opened?

"Ah."

Li Qingran followed Lin Mo with the auto-follow function enabled.

"Put your shoes on...the ground is cold."

"Today... I'm only wearing Pikachu." Li Qingran glanced at him, as if to say, "You took my shoes away, what am I supposed to wear?"

"Didn't you give it to me..." Lin Mo had barely finished speaking when he met the girl's eyes and immediately cowered.

"Then wear it a little longer? Give it back to me when you're leaving."

"No," she said firmly. "Here you go."

"But you can't go barefoot..."

"If it gets dirty, I'll wash it."

Li Qingran stared at him coldly. Although that was how she usually looked at people, Lin Mo still felt a chill.

"Wash it clean, then you can use it."

Uh? Do you really think I'm that weird, Ran-chan?

You think I made you wear shoes because I thought your feet were dirty?!

Baka! Maybe I prefer something dirty!

Neon Ran-chan, please calm down.

"I don't think I'd need your feet..." Lin Mo said, trying to cover up his misunderstanding.

The girl simply looked at him without saying a word, everything was understood without being spoken.

"At most, I'll just touch it." Lin Mo felt uneasy under that gaze.

"Hmm." Li Qingran still looked at him the same way, and Lin Mo simply gave up, staring at Ran-chan with wide eyes.

The girl's eyes are the kind that appear aloof and cold, giving off an unapproachable aura, but when she relaxes and smiles—a rare sight—they reveal an adorable, almond-shaped, puppy-dog-like appearance...

Overall, it looks good.

They stared at each other for a minute, a gaze they could never tire of, even if they looked at each other for a lifetime.

However, being honest but not absolutely honest is just being absolutely dishonest! Li Qingran is definitely testing his sincerity!

"Okay, to be honest, at most, just a tiny bit... just a tiny bit, the kind of feeling that won't make you feel anything."

Li Qingran listened to his explanation, lowered her head and thought for a moment, then took out her phone again and swiped around, seemingly digging up his embarrassing past.

The blue light from the phone reflected on the girl's pale face, and the more she looked at it, the more her brows furrowed.

The atmosphere was rather serious.

Lin Mo felt uneasy and silently awaited the judgment from the cold-blooded version of Ran Jiang.

"Well."

She narrowed her eyes, her doubts deepening.

"You can't eat it, why..." Even someone as innocent as her hesitated for a moment.

I don't know, you'd have to ask my genes, they drive me...

"This is rather complicated; it goes back to ancient times..."

"Whatever makes you happy." Li Qingran ignored Lin Mo's explanation and readily agreed, "I'm fine with anything."

"Okay, it was just talk." Lin Mo succumbed to reality.

Look at what Ran Jiang has done to it!

"Just kidding...what?"

"It just means bragging and talking big," Lin Mo said awkwardly. "I might mean that, but I wouldn't actually do it."

Upon hearing this, the girl seemed to remember something, and her previous forlorn expression returned.

"It won't work on you." Lin Mo took her hand. "But I will definitely keep my word when it comes to you."

"Hmm..." Li Qingran gave a faint "hmm," "I'm going to wash my feet..."

"Then, remember to brush your teeth."

"Hey, hey, no need, no need!"

"Don't you like YaYaLe...?"

"No, no, I like it!" Lin Mo panicked. "But there's no rush..."

After much persuasion, they finally managed to temporarily convince Li Qingran.

The girl abandoned her idea of ​​turning her feet into food, but decided to start buying a bottle of shower gel specifically for washing her feet from today onwards.

Fortunately, she only recognized Safeguard, and Lin Mo thought it would probably be... milk flavored.

Lin Mo opened the refrigerator and found a bag of noodles, a few eggs, beef... quite a lot of things, all frozen intact. Anyone who didn't know better would think she was stockpiling food for disaster relief...

You can cook a very delicious bowl of ramen.

When they were little, he would occasionally feed Li Qingran instant noodles... Back then, he thought instant noodles were the most delicious thing in the world. The two of them would each take a small bite of braised beef noodles and could eat for half an hour.

"Let's cook some noodles. I've only ever let you eat instant noodles before. This time, let's have something better."

"Hmm." Li Qingran's thoughts drifted for a moment. "I ate a lot."

"A lot of what?" Lin Mo asked while scooping out vegetables.

"Instant noodles."

Li Qingran's brows and eyes were as cold as a deep, still spring, and her brownish pupils seemed to hold hidden treasures.

"It doesn't taste good anymore."

"Didn't you enjoy eating when you were little?"

"Without you, I can't taste the difference in instant noodles..."

No, it doesn't taste like you.

The girl spoke haltingly, her voice tinged with sadness as memories surfaced.

These words, pieced together, roughly mean: 'After leaving you, I tried eating tons of instant noodles, but I could never taste the flavor I remembered from when we were together...'

It sounded like sweet nothings, but Li Qingran couldn't say them, nor did she know how.

She still struggles to communicate normally with people in real life, even with Lin Mo.

After Lin Mo gave her a future, she began to examine her past loneliness.

If she had no one to confide in, Li Qingran could keep all her pain bottled up inside.

She remained her quiet, reserved self, a cold and aloof beauty who rarely smiled.

However, now she has someone she can rely on, someone who can melt her heart.

Lin Mo's heart sank slightly for a moment; every interaction he had with her had made him feel her dependence on him.

"What flavor do you want? Saltier? Spicy?" Lin Mo turned around and asked with a smile, changing the subject and trying to get the girl away from dwelling on the past.

"You...you have your own scent..." Li Qingran wasn't listening; she was still struggling with her thoughts.

"Okay..." Lin Mo wondered what it tasted like. Maybe she should call Jiang Wanfeng and ask; she would definitely know.

"What about you?"

"Me? I eat the same things as you."

Lin Mo carried the groceries into the kitchen, the girl following behind with small steps. Her bare feet made a "pop" sound as they touched and then left the floor.

Generally, only skin that is smooth and delicate enough can produce such a beautiful sound.

Judging jade by its sound is a sign of exceptional taste!

Lin Mo's heart fluttered upon hearing this.

"What about you?"