Yes, I did all this!

"No."

"I'll find someone to clean up the area tomorrow. Don't make a fuss. You're already a grown-up." Her father shook his head and left.

The door closed again, but this time Yu Zhi locked it too. Then she turned to Duanmu Mo and asked in surprise:

"--Mr. Duanmu, why are you here!"

Volume 1: Chapter 173: Whispering in the ear

"--Just passing by. I happened to see your parents coming home, so I followed them."

Duanmu Mo said with a smile, still lying on his side.

"Could it be that you came in through the window?"

Yu Zhi thought of the change just now and asked in a low voice.

"I wanted to give you a surprise, but I didn't expect it to become a shock."

He smiled without guilt and sat up from the bed.

"..." Looking at Duanmu Mo sitting on her bed, Yu Zhi blushed a little and was at a loss for a moment.

"There are surprises too..." She whispered softly, and came to Duanmu Mo and sat on the bed.

After opening the box, the surprise on Yu Zhi's face disappeared and turned into a smile: "Mr. Duanmu, do you want to eat the fruit my mother brought just now? It can maintain your skin."

"Forget it." Duanmu Mo touched his face: "I don't need to maintain it, you can keep it for yourself."

Standing up, Duanmu Mo came to Yu Zhi's desk, raised his hand and looked at the homework and content on it:

"But you have so many tasks, this is no different from going to school, right?"

"Almost... but I'm a little used to it."

Yu Zhi smiled helplessly and followed Duanmu Mo to the desk.

Hearing this, Duanmu Mo shook his head and looked at the pile of books: "Are these what you want to complete?"

"Well... but not now."

"But it still needs to be completed."

Duanmu Mo picked up her pen and turned it between his fingertips:

"And your family, do they really want you to take over their jobs?"

"..." Hearing Duanmu Mo talking about this topic, Yu Zhi was silent for a while, and nodded gently: "Well, they have asked me to do this since I was a child."

"What do you think?"

Sitting on the chair, Duanmu Mo crossed his legs and looked at her and asked.

She sighed and sat on the bed beside her, looking a little melancholy:

"......When I was young, the whole Fengchuan City was developing rapidly, and they were also so urgent, as if they would be left behind if they didn't keep up with the pace of the city."

"At that time, if they encountered any difficulties at work, although they didn't say it, I could still feel the depressing atmosphere; on the contrary, if they succeeded at work, the atmosphere of the whole family would become very relaxed."

Under Duanmu Mo's sight, Yu Zhi did not hide anything and said everything she dared not say in front of her parents:

"Gradually, I also began to hope that my parents' work could go smoothly. Even if they spend less time with me at home, as long as I can see them happy, I will be very happy."

"--What I want to know is, what are your plans for their arrangements."

Duanmu Mo listened to her words, nodded first, and then looked at her and asked.

"......"

Yu Zhi's hands were entangled together, looking at Duanmu Mo, her face full of entanglement and contradictions.

Finally, she took a deep breath, bit her lower lip, and walked to Duanmu Mo's side with her hands behind her back.

With her chin resting on Duanmu Mo's shoulder, Yu Zhi put her hands together in front of her lips and whispered in his ear:

"--I don't like this kind of thing."

Obviously, there was no one else in the room except Duanmu Mo and Yu Zhi, but Yu Zhi still chose this more secretive way.

Perhaps in her heart, only in this way can she let herself say what was in her heart.

The warm breath blew on Duanmu Mo's ears. At this distance, Duanmu Mo's hearing was brought to the extreme. The movement of Yu Zhi's mouth and the sound of every tremor of her voice were extremely clear.

It was rare that Duanmu Mo felt a little uncomfortable.

It was not disgust, but simply a little difficult to adapt. Under Yu Zhi's whisper, the changes in her emotions were clearly reflected in Duanmu Mo's heart.

However, after simply saying this, she quickly took a step back, with her hands behind her back and a little blush on her face, and she dared not look at Duanmu Mo again.

After taking a deep breath, Duanmu Mo looked at Yu Zhi:

"If you don't want to, how about trying to confess to them?"

"I've thought about it." Turning her head, Yu Zhi looked at the floor and said softly: "But I'm a little afraid... I'm worried that they will be angry after I tell them."

"I think so too." Duanmu Mo nodded and stared at Yu Zhi: "But if you don't say it, you can't do anything."

"..."

Facing the silent Yu Zhi, he raised his hand and rubbed her head: "Some things will only get worse if you force them to do them. Express your opinions in time. This is also for the good of your parents."

"Well... I will find a chance to tell them."

Seeing Yu Zhi nodded gently, Duanmu Mo smiled and patted her head: "Then it's getting late, I'll leave too, goodbye."

Pushing the window open, Duanmu Mo suddenly remembered something and tapped her homework with his fingers: "By the way, I just helped you finish your homework today, remember to go to bed early."

Yu Zhi was stunned: "Eh? When."

"Just now when I was sitting in your seat."

Leaving a word lightly, Duanmu Mo supported his hands on the window, easily crossed the desk, turned over and left the room.

Yu Zhi quickly looked out the window and saw that Duanmu Mo's black windbreaker seemed to blend into the night and quickly disappeared from her sight.

"Mr. Duanmu..."

After looking at the direction he left for a long time, she reluctantly closed the window. Yu Zhi opened her homework and looked at the part she had not finished just now.

That part had a familiar feeling, that is, Yu Zhi's handwriting, but she had no impression of it.

Obviously, Duanmu Mo imitated her handwriting in a short time and completed the rest of her homework.

"Really..."

With a sweet smile, Yu Zhi gently closed the homework and looked out the window.

......

"——Well, everyone has done a good job on their homework."

In the cram school the next day, Yu Zhi sat in the corner of the classroom, listening to the teacher's explanation.

After hearing the teacher's evaluation, she breathed a sigh of relief, glad that her homework had not been discovered by the teacher.

She turned her head and looked at the scenery outside the window.

This is not where she usually sits, because after communicating with Duanmu Mo last night, she lay on the bed and imagined the situation after confessing to her parents countless times, and got up a little late.

Although the time she arrived in the classroom was only a few minutes later than usual, her seat was already occupied.

——Behind her, some students who were not interested in the course whispered:

"Hey, look, there are more than 50 votes."

"This website can't be real."

"But that weirdo said it was real..."

Hmm?

Hearing the words about the weirdo behind her, Yu Zhi immediately pricked up her ears.

"——Wait a minute! Why am I on it too? And I got a vote! Who did it!"

Suddenly, someone behind him raised his voice a little, attracting the attention of other people in the classroom.

"Quiet!" The teacher on the podium stared at them and sternly knocked on the blackboard: "If you don't want to listen, stand outside!"

The voices behind Yu Zhi suddenly quieted down, and the teacher turned his eyes away and continued to teach.

And behind him, someone whispered hatefully:

"What are you so arrogant about... I'll put your name on it!"

"Forget it, what if it's true?"

"Hmph..."

The students behind Yu Zhi were silent for a while, and then someone asked faintly:

"Who did you say who posted my identity? Was it you?"

"What does it have to do with me?"

"It's not me?"

"...I hope it's not you."

"What's your tone!"

——The words behind him became increasingly intense, and Yu Zhi's brows gradually frowned.

Not knowing what they were talking about, Yu Zhi only felt an ominous premonition and listened to the class absent-mindedly.

After class, she left the classroom and walked towards the next class.

"Hello, Mr. Duanmu."

Yu Zhi said softly, holding the phone.

"Um, um~Hello?"

Duanmu Mo's voice came from the phone, but the voice was a little weird.

"I heard some strange remarks during class..."

"——Um, use more force here."

"Mr. Duanmu?" A strange voice came from the other end of the phone. Yu Zhi was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion.

"It's okay, you continue." However, Duanmu Mo's tone was still calm.

Confused, but Yu Zhi continued: "Um... Then I'll continue. When I was in class, some classmates quietly talked about a website that seemed to be related to weirdos..."

"——About weirdos." Before Yu Zhi finished speaking, Duanmu Mo interrupted her: "Wait a minute."

"Ah? Oh." Yu Zhi nodded blankly, wondering what Duanmu Mo was doing.

——On the other side, Duanmu Mo sat up from the bed in shorts, shirtless, covered his phone and said to the uniformed woman beside the bed:

"Go out for a while, I have something to talk about privately."

"Okay, handsome guy."

She smiled and left.

Sitting up from the bed, Duanmu Mo moved his shoulders and complained in a low voice:

"The technique is not very good, this should not be a professional massage technician."

Releasing the phone, Duanmu Mo said: "Okay, tell me what you want to say."

Yu Zhi nodded and said: "Actually, I just feel something is wrong. After class, I also asked about their website, but they were unwilling to tell me. If possible, can Mr. Duanmu help me investigate it?"

"No problem, you go to class first."

"Well, Mr. Duanmu, I'll leave it to you."

Yu Zhi smiled and hung up the phone.

Duanmu Mo also washed off the essential oil on his body, put on his clothes and put on his windbreaker.

"Don't you want to continue the massage?"

When checking out, the front desk hinted: "We have a 'special' massage here."