Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

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Now he played straight with this face, Shen Jingyin's shoulders were numb all the way, and he turned his head with great difficulty: "... Come in quickly."

Shen Jingyin kept his promise and met Xue Yu at the door early. Xue Yu was no longer hiding like before. He came out and grabbed Shen Jingyin's fingers. When asked how he did in the exam, he said it was okay.

When the results came out, they were really okay.

Pei's mother made a delicious meal to reward Xue Yu, and she kept it for later use. When she saw the scores after the college entrance examination, she would directly make a full banquet.

Xue Yu was admitted to T University, and Shen Jingyin took the same exam as him.

If it were a long, long time ago, Shen Jingyin would never have thought that one day he would turn himself into a fragile mortal, like ordinary people, taking the college entrance examination and falling in love. That was too unbelievable.

But now he feels that it is a good thing he did so.

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Xi Susu was also busy, busy erasing the memories of those unlucky people who entered the small world. She was so busy that she didn't have time to rest until September 10th, when she had some free time to visit Xue Yu's house.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is a lively one, and people value perfection. Pei's mother had prepared mooncakes of various flavors a few days ago. She also took out a wooden board and a rolling pin early that day, and asked the family to make dumplings.

When Xi Susu was going upstairs, she was bumped by some children who were running and playing. She raised her fist to scare them away. After scaring them away, she knocked on the door. Soon the door opened, and the sounds of laughter and shouting from inside overflowed and poured into her ears.

It was Xue Yu who opened the door.

Xue Yu was wearing loose clothes and was forced to put on an inappropriate coat on the outside. Next to the water dispenser, Shen Jingyin was stirring the cold medicine in the cup with his eyelids drooping. His movements were very skillful, as if he was used to taking care of people.

Pei's father and mother, who were sitting on the sofa, and even the virtual model she made, were busy making dumplings.

Xi Susu was stunned for a moment, and thought, Oh, so this is what the Mid-Autumn Festival is like?

She used to be alone. Occasionally, when Shen Jingyin was not asleep, the two of them would have a quick meal together. She really didn't know how other families celebrated the holidays.

Xue Yu sniffed, covered his mouth with his hand and coughed, then raised his head. His cheek was stained with flour, making him look pitiful. "You're here, come in quickly. It will take a few more minutes to wrap it and we can cook it."

Xi Susu came back to her senses, walked in carelessly, and asked again: "Do you have a cold?"

Somehow, when Xue Yu closed the door and turned around, he subconsciously glanced at Shen Jingyin, his eyes a little guilty. When he heard the question, he quickly retracted his gaze and replied, "Yeah, a little bit. The temperature is low recently."

Xi Susu told him to wear more clothes, then rolled up her sleeves and joined Pei's father and mother. She was talkative and sweet-spoken, and she made delicious dumplings, so soon she was chatting animatedly with Pei's father and mother.

The more Pei's mother looked at her, the more she cherished her: "Xiao Su, are you friends with Jingyin? Why don't you go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival?"