"You're... Shen Mochen, right?"
Gu Yange quickly walked up to the two of them, staring at Shen Mochen with eyes that seemed intent on seeing through his bangs.
"...Yeah, what a coincidence, classmate Gu Yange."
With no escape, Shen Mochen could only offer an awkward smile.
"It really is you!" exclaimed Gu Yange with delight, clasping her hands nervously and blushing, "Are you on vacation?"
"Yeah, it's the separation month, so I'm taking a break," said Shen Mochen.
"You really are Shen Mochen!" The two girls behind Gu Yange were also thrilled, stepping forward and examining him with curiosity.
They were all students from First Middle School, and they should have seen Shen Mochen in this guise before, but no one had paid particular attention before his true identity was exposed. In their memory, Shen Mochen was just like a crystal—pure, fragile, an exceptionally beautiful young man.
"Oh, right, this is..."
