"Shall we grab sothing to eat?" Shen Mochen suggested as they walked out of the hospital, "Then maybe take a stroll in the afternoon."
"You don't mind being recognized?" Han Muxue asked, head lowered.
"No worries, I've disguised myself well," Shen Mochen confidently flicked his bangs, having managed to stay unrecognized at First Middle School.
"Have you always been like this?" Han Muxue gazed intently at Shen Mochen.
"Not exactly," Shen Mochen laughed, "But at First Middle School, yes, and nobody ever recognized ."
"Why didn't you always do this then?"
A flash of anger crossed Han Muxue's face, but as soon as she spoke, her head drooped sowhat disheartened again.
Shen Mochen pursed his lips and didn't answer.
In reality, he wasn't a low-key person. He covered his face at First Middle School because the school was full of notable figures, and a slight misstep could offend soone important, so he had to hide his identity. Once Shen Mochen decided to transfer schools and had Catherine's solid support, he no longer needed to worry and revealed his true self at First Middle School.
In fact, which youngster enjoys hiding their identity and staying low-key? Moreover, long bangs are quite troubleso in daily life, and if possible, who would keep their bangs that long?
The two wandered the streets nonchalantly for a while before Shen Mochen found a rather upscale restaurant to treat Han Muxue to lunch.
"It's really hot today," Shen Mochen pushed open the door of the restaurant, "After we eat, let's stroll through the mall and rest for a bit. We can go out again when it cools down in the evening."
Han Muxue didn't comnt, seemingly in agreent.
She kept her head down outside, a bit like Xia Qingrou. But while Xia Qingrou suffered from social anxiety, Han Muxue clearly did not.
"Welco, will it be for two?" a server asked.
The server hesitated for a mont when he saw Han Muxue but quickly regained composure, wearing a comrcial bright smile.
Perhaps due to being with Han Muxue, Shen Mochen was particularly sensitive to other people's reactions, and although it was just for a mont, he detected the server's brief hesitation.
"Yes, just my girlfriend and ," Shen Mochan gently placed his hand on Han Muxue's shoulder.
If he could sense it, then Han Muxue was probably even more perceptive.
Han Muxue still didn't speak, quietly keeping her head down, letting the server lead the way, seemingly accustod to it.
A girl in a wheelchair appeared in the restaurant, instantly drawing sidelong glances from many.
Shen Mochen felt uncomfortable—those looks weren't necessarily malicious, but they were still unsettling.
Maybe he shouldn't have brought her here, Shen Mochen thought to himself. There were too many people here.
By the table, the server considerately moved the table to accommodate Han Muxue. Shen Mochen ordered casually, and so did Han Muxue.
After the al, Shen Mochen tore open a wet wipe and handed it to Han Muxue, wiping his own mouth before calling the server over.
Shen Mochen wanted to leave early. He could feel the crowd whispering, unsure if they were discussing him and Han Muxue, but given Han Muxue's condition, he naturally felt that way.
What would they be saying? Shen Mochen personally didn't care, but he felt angry on behalf of Han Muxue.
"Hello, we'd like to pay…" Shen Mochen raised his hand.
The waiter hurried over with a smile and said, "Hello, the two of you have spent a total of 537. May I ask if you'll be paying by card or cash?"
"Oh, I'll pay with a ca—"
"Card!"
Shen Mochen was about to pull out his bank card, but Han Muxue had already beaten him to it and handed her card to the waiter.
Han Muxue didn't look at Shen Mochen. She stared straight at the waiter, holding out the card right in front of her face, her expression brooking no argunt.
Shen Mochen's hand, which was about to retrieve his card, froze. He was a bit at a loss.
In any situation, it was always the only and forever correct choice for a guy to take the initiative to pay, but now he hesitated.
It wasn't that he was stingy about the cost of a al; rather, he felt that he shouldn't compete with Han Muxue at this mont. He couldn't quite explain why; there simply wasn't ti to think it through.
The waiter was taken aback for a mont. First off, it was rare for a woman to insist on paying. She had to glance at Shen Mochen's reaction. Also, if you're going to pay, why glare at like you want to eat alive...
"Hurry up, why are you dawdling!" Han Muxue frowned hard, but the fierceness in her tone lessened a bit, as if she was sowhat satisfied with the waiter's montary hesitation.
"Oh, oh, okay!" The waiter dared not hesitate further, knowing too well that conflict with custors was the last thing anyone in her line of work wanted.
She took Han Muxue's card, her hands moving quickly while her eyes darted towards Shen Mochen.
Fringes so long, what an oddball, he looked like so gloomy otaku... Still, sowhat familiar.
What exactly was their relationship...He actually let go of his hand; even if just for show, shouldn't he at least appear eager to pay?
Yupi n are such letdowns!
Although the woman is disabled, she's still so beautiful and dressed in designer brands... Oh, could these two be a mistress and her kept man?
The mistress is really pitiful, so beautiful, yet because of her disability, she can only settle for such n!
Putting aside the facts, isn't this caused by a patriarchal society oppressing won?
Family mbers, who understands! Why is it that in Yupi, it's always beauties paired with fools? Alas, the quality of Yupi n is just low, ugly jerks everywhere, we who gather beauties in Yupi are so unfortunate!
The waiter ranted internally, feeling she had vindicated Han Muxue's honor, which pleased her greatly.
What's the use of expecting anything from Yupi n? This is what they call GHG!
After seeing off the two, the waiter ran to a corner to sneakily check her phone. But as soon as she looked, she beca furiously angry.
Then she excused herself to her supervisor and charged into the restroom, furiously tapping on her phone.
"Shaless XX, your mother is just a XX who has been XX many tis before giving birth to a XX like you..." She typed a string of venomous comnts while cursing.
It turned out she was a fan of the recent national idol Shen Mochen, neither too big nor too small with a few thousand followers, but Shen Mochen's rapid rise had triggered a backlash from other male idol fans.
Although it's normal for fans to switch between idols, there's always a group of die-hard fans loyal to one idol. And the recently popular Shen Mochen naturally beca the enemy of many male idols' loyal fans. Considering the official status of the opponents, they dared not attack directly, but they couldn't help being sarcastic.
But Shen Mochen's fans, "Qingchen," couldn't stand idly by under this "attack on the summit," so they fought back, and both sides engaged in a protracted online brawl...
These won, do they love n so much? Seeing others "slander" Shen Mochen's past as a delinquent made her so angry she felt her lungs might explode.
This is called being unstained though erged from filth, how could this bunch of rotten wild XX understand! My Mochen brother is not for you to talk about! Before you ntion his na, could you please rinse your mouth first?
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