The next day, early in the morning.
Xiao Mo woke up, got dressed, and walked out of his room.
As usual, as soon as Xiao Mo stepped out of the courtyard, Bai Ruxue had already heated water for him to wash up and prepared breakfast.
But while Xiao Mo was washing up, he noticed Ruxue kept watching him.
At first, Xiao Mo thought it was just his imagination.
But during breakfast, Ruxue kept glancing at him from time to time. Whenever he looked her way, she would jerk her gaze aside as if electrocuted. Then, once he looked away, she would sneak another glance at him.
Xiao Mo was sure of it: Ruxue had something on her mind.
"Ruxue, what's wrong? Is there something you want to tell me?" Xiao Mo asked, setting down his bowl and chopsticks.
"Nothing!" Bai Ruxue pouted and turned her head away, huffing.
"..."
Seeing her angry expression, how could Xiao Mo not realize that when she said "nothing," she meant "something"?
Still, Xiao Mo didn't take it to heart.
In his previous life, Ruxue had sometimes gotten inexplicably upset, but she always got over it before long.
After breakfast, Xiao Mo didn't have to go to Mr. Qi's for lessons that day, and Senior Sister Shang was spending the day on an outing with her grandfather, the dean. So Xiao Mo simply stayed in the courtyard and read.
But Xiao Mo noticed that Ruxue showed no signs of calming down. If anything, she seemed to be getting angrier.
As she swept the courtyard, Ruxue made broad, forceful strokes, sometimes even sweeping right at Xiao Mo's feet, as if the floor had offended her.
When wringing out the clothes, Ruxue rolled up her sleeves and twisted them with all her might, muttering something under her