Chapter 121 If you fail to confess, you can’t be friends anymore Chen Zhuo didn't know yet that his parents had already started a series of discussions about his love problems. After taking a shower and going to bed, he looked at the stock market for a while, and then played with his mobile phone out of habit. It seems that no matter whether it is 2024 or 2007, we have always unknowingly developed "mobile phone addiction". Today is a holiday and every group is quite lively, even the class group. Several friends in the "cos" group reported on their safe return home, and then chatted with each other. After Chen Zhe and Yu Xian appeared, they pressed them to find out what romantic scenes had happened while they were watching the movie. Wang Changhua: Chen Zhe, I heard that you like to give people nicknames that sound like puns. Wu Yu: We were just discussing it and decided to give you and Yu Xian a name. The two of them started to cooperate again without realizing it. Chen Zhuo & Yu Xian: What’s your name? Wang Changhua: Chen Yu is at the banquet! Chen Zhuo: ...

Yu Xian: What does that mean? Wu Yu: It’s a pun of [沉鱼落雁], I’m so stupid for cosplaying you. Yu Xian: Hahaha~, but it sounds very nice, thank you Changhua. Wang Changhua: Don’t be polite. This is just a glimpse of my talent. Wu Yu: Will you die if you don’t brag? This is obviously what Yuanyuan thought. Yuanyuan is the real talented woman. Zhao Yuanyuan majored in Chinese Language and Literature at Sun Yat-sen University. Chen Zhe, who took advantage of being reborn, only scored 138 in the college entrance examination. However, thanks to her strong common sense and literary literacy, Zhao Yuanyuan's Chinese score in the college entrance examination was one point higher than Chen Zhuo's. As for the "sweet" group, it was also constantly refreshing information, and Chen was surprised to find that Song Shiwei was also occasionally chatting in the group. This situation is quite rare. In the past, when someone approached her, she would simply respond with a sentence or two. In addition, when the holiday just started, Mou Jiawen asked for a dinner date, and in order not to conflict with the cos group’s gathering, the time was set on the 3rd. Now, Mou Jiawen brought it up again. Mou Jiawen: Weiwei, we are having a party tomorrow, can you come out? Song Shiwei: I still can’t get out. Mou Jiawen: Okay, then this means that none of us has seen you during this holiday? In response to this sentence, Song Shiwei seemed to have his phone screen suddenly broken, and he skipped the sentence without responding. Fortunately, Huang Baihan is also in the group, and he is actively discussing where to have dinner tomorrow. Because Dahuang was going to meet Mou Jiawen, his hormones were rising wildly due to his secret love, so he seemed particularly active. In fact, he was very timid at first, and was not even sure about his love for Xiao Mou. But after the encouragement from his best friends, it was as if he had overturned the box of Cupid. It turned out to be just a shallow "secret love" like a blade of grass, but in the blink of an eye it grew into a big tree in my heart. However, this is a bit like forcing something to grow too fast. The lush and dense branches and leaves of the tree will block the correct perspective of looking at things.

Huang Baihan: Xiaomou, what do you want to eat? Mou Jiawen: Let me think about it. Looking at the chat records in the group, Chen Zhuo suddenly felt a little tired. After all, they had just had a dinner together today. "I never thought that even after being reborn, I could still feel the exhaustion of non-stop socializing." Chen sighed and quietly asked Yuanyuan: How do you feel? Yuanyuan replied: It feels like I have already watched a movie once, but I have to pretend I haven’t watched it and watch it again tomorrow. Yuanyuan’s description was very apt, and Chen Zhuo also responded with a wry smile. At this time, Mou Jiawen suddenly said: Why don’t we go for hotpot? It feels like I haven’t eaten for a long time. What do you think? Chen Zhuo: No, I’m feeling irritated lately. Yuanyuan: I’ve also been feeling irritated lately, Sister Xiaomou. After waiting for a while, Dahuang finally said: Actually... I am also a little irritated. Hot pot is like KFC. If you haven’t eaten it for a long time, you will suddenly want to eat it, but after eating it once, you won’t want to eat it again for at least a week. Mou Jiawen felt it was very strange that these three people would get angry at the same time. However, in that case, she could only change to a restaurant that served light Cantonese cuisine. …… The next day at noon, everyone arrived at the agreed location. Looking at Chen Zhuo and Zhao Yuanyuan who looked exhausted, Mou Jiawen couldn't help but make a joke: "You all seemed very busy yesterday." Chen Zhuo and Zhao Yuanyuan smiled awkwardly and sat down to chat. Many of the topics were the same ones they had discussed yesterday. Just as Yuanyuan described, it was as if they had watched a movie twice and had to pretend they hadn't seen it. However, Chen still had another task, which was to observe the relationship between Mou Jiawen and Huang Baihan. He found that: Mou Jiawen and Huang Baihan did have a lot to talk about, and there was nothing wrong with them chatting about food and gossip, but what was missing was the boredom that exists between lovers. It is not an exaggeration to say that the spark between these two people is not even as strong as that between Wang Changhua and Wu Yu. How to describe it, Mou Jiawen probably just regarded Da Huang as a "opposite-sex dining companion", but Huang Baihan was moved. "That's not right." Chen frowned. He heard Da Huang express yesterday that he liked Mou Jiawen a little bit. In order to prevent him from repeating the same mistake and going down the old path, he just wanted to lock this couple up quickly. Now it seems that we may have acted a little too hastily. After finishing their meal, a few people went shopping at Tee Mall. I bought some game coins in the arcade on the sixth floor. When Mou Jiawen was driving the electric motorcycle, Huang Baihan was cheering her on with a blushing face. Chen felt even more headache and couldn't help but walked out. Not long after, Da Huang saw Chen Zhuo when he went to the toilet. He wiped his sweat and said with a smile: "Why don't you come in and play? Xiao Mou and I are a good match, right? When will you come to our school after the holiday? Help me express my love to Xiao Mou." Seeing the expectation in his best friend's eyes, Chen Zhuo still said with gritted teeth: "Why don't we wait a while? I think it's a bit early now." "What do you mean?" Huang Baihan was stunned for a moment. Yesterday I said the timing was not right, but you insisted on urging me to confess after the holiday. I finally prepared myself mentally and had high expectations, but then you said you wanted to make some changes. "Because I think Mou Jiawen may not be in the mood for a relationship right now."

Chen Zhuo shared his discovery. "Didn't you say yesterday that she might be interested in me, otherwise she wouldn't ask me to do everything." Huang Baihan asked back. Those words Chen Zhuo said yesterday were like boomerangs hitting him one after another. "I'm not saying she doesn't like you now." Chen explained: "But Mou Jiawen probably didn't have the idea of ​​[falling in love]. She can spread rumors about me and Song Shiwei, and stay up late reading romance novels, but she has never thought about falling in love one day." "She is just like Yuanyuan, both are innocent little girls." Chen Zhuo continued, "It's best to implant the idea of ​​[wanting to fall in love] into her mind. Then, as the only man accompanying her, I think the success rate will be higher." It's just like giving a gift. If the other person doesn't want to receive it, what can you do? “How do we implant this idea in her?” Huang Baihan said sullenly: "She is not a robot." "It's just about creating more sparks when you're together, so that she can feel that she really needs a boyfriend." Chen said. If we continue with the example of gift-giving, it is all about creating a suitable opportunity so that the other party has to accept the gift. Huang Baihan didn't say anything. If Chen hadn't said that yesterday, he would probably have continued to wait. But after yesterday's encouragement, Da Huang felt that he had become agitated. Now no matter from which angle he looked at Mou Jiawen, he always felt that she was cute and lively, and he was eager to see her early the next day. "What if I still go ahead with my original plan and confess my feelings after the holidays?" Huang Baihan asked in a deep voice. "Then you might scare her." There was some worry in Chen's eyes. There is such a kind of friendship in reality, where everyone gets along well before confessing their feelings. But once your confession is rejected, it is very likely that you won’t even be able to be friends. Chen Zhuo didn't know whether Da Huang had listened to him or not. It seemed that he really had to go to Hua Gong twice after the holiday to remind his best friend. The seven-day National Day holiday ended quickly, and back at school again, these college students from the class of 2007 were finally no longer freshmen. ······ (There will be one chapter around 2 o'clock. Don't wait any longer. Read it tomorrow morning. Also, Xiaomu and Chenzhe will not have any emotional connection, not even any misunderstandings. How could there be a possibility of a younger brother guessing?) (End of this chapter)