"What’s the matter, you look down on me?" Luo Mengmeng immediately puffed up angrily.
"It’s not that..." Gu Zhihan shook his head, his large hand gently patting her small head, "You’ve just recovered from a serious illness, I can’t bear to use you."
"Cough, cough, since you’ve said that, fine, I won’t go!" Luo Mengmeng gave a sweet smile and then waved her hand at him, "Then you go and come back quickly."
Gu Zhihan instantly felt like a wife waiting for her husband to come home.
The smile on his lips became even thicker, he nodded, "Okay."
Before long, stacks of books were brought into the classroom.
The front lectern was piled high to the brim.
Tong Mo was immediately startled, "Is there really so much work? Is senior year trying to take our lives?"
"Study hard, let’s try to get into the same university." Luo Mengmeng reached out and patted her shoulder.
"What kind of international joke is that? The university you want to get into is one I can’t even dream of getting into," Tong Mo said, nearly in tears.
Please, the one she wanted to get into was Capital University!
The admission score was frighteningly high!
She, a poor student, dared not even think about it!
"What if a miracle happens?" Luo Mengmeng really didn’t want to be separated from her in university.
After spitting out a breath of stale air, Tong Mo said gloomily, "By the time a miracle happens, I’ll probably be pushing up the daisies."
After the books were distributed, everyone’s desk was piled up like a small mountain; if you didn’t sit up straight, you couldn’t see people’s faces at all.
"It’s senior year, the college entrance exam is imminent, we really need to work hard..." On the lectern, the homeroom teacher earnestly persuaded everyone to study hard.
Senior year arrived quietly...
Every day was filled with tense and rushed studying, and even more studying.
It wasn’t until the seven-day National Day holiday that everyone could finally catch their breath.
And October 5th was Mengmeng and Gu Zhihan’s eighteen birthday.
"Chun Mo, what do you think I should give Gu Zhihan for his birthday?" Luo Mengmeng pulled her aside to discuss and plan.
An eighteenth birthday, also a coming-of-age ceremony, signifies the transition from child to adult, a momentous occasion.
So the gift should also be something profound and meaningful.
"Of course, give him yourself!" Tong Mo said without thinking, raising her eyebrows suggestively, giving Luo Mengmeng a once over.
"Why would I give myself..." Luo Mengmeng didn’t realize what she meant at first, but her cheeks soon flushed red, her eyes involuntarily glaring at her, "Damn! Tong Mo, you’re so dirty!"
To give herself to him, wouldn’t that mean she’d have to sleep with Gu Zhihan!?
Tong Mo looked wronged, "Where was I dirty? Don’t forget, you two are already engaged, isn’t it normal to do that kind of thing?"
It seemed to make sense...
Yet Luo Mengmeng felt that she probably wasn’t quite ready yet.
She couldn’t help but be conflicted, "I’ll think about it some more."
"Hehe," Tong Mo chuckled mischievously, as if she had already foreseen an unspeakable scene.
Luo Mengmeng couldn’t take it anymore and ran away from her.
The day before the coming-of-age ceremony, Luo Mengmeng was still tangled in her blanket, wrestling with whether or not to give herself to Gu Zhihan.
"How come you’re not asleep yet?"
Gu Zhihan saw the lights on in her room from the window, so he couldn’t help coming over to her place, only to find the young girl tossing and turning in her bed.