My Online Friend Can't Be This Cute

PS: I don't think I'll be able to post the next chapter before midnight. It might be a little later, so everyone who needs rest should get some sleep early.

First Meeting

Under Su Mengyao's pleading gaze, Su Mengli glanced at him and could only nod helplessly in agreement.

Then he saw Su Mengyao happily flash him a V-sign before hurriedly gathering up the books on the table.

Su Mengli shook her head with a wry smile. After closing her laptop, she helped tidy up the things on the table as well.

The three of them walked out of the library side by side, and Su Mengyao let out a heavy breath.

"Phew, I can finally talk."

Su Mengli chuckled. "It's only natural to stay quiet in the library. No one's making you do anything—it was just a short while without talking."

"Oh, come on, Xiao Yi showed up, so I only said a few words to him." Su Mengyao grumbled unhappily. "Don't lecture me."

"I wasn't lecturing you." Su Mengli shot her a speechless glance.

"Yeah, don't call me Xiao Yi anymore. It feels pretty weird to still be called by my online name in real life." Mo Xiangwen interjected from the side. "Just call me Mo Xiangwen."

"Still, I think calling you Xiangwen directly would be better. Less trouble." Su Mengyao's eyes darted around. "But I have another suggestion. Want to hear it?"

"Hm? Let's hear it."

"Besides online names and real names, don't we have another option?" Su Mengyao skipped two steps ahead, turned around, and gave him a sly smile. "So? Classmate Mo Xiangwen, want to call us senior sisters and let us hear it?"

Mo Xiangwen looked at her speechlessly. He hadn't expected her to have this kind of odd hobby.

Though it was a little embarrassing to be asked by an online friend to call her that, it was just "senior sister" in the end. Since coming to school, he had no idea how many times he'd called the teaching assistant that.

"What, Su Mengyao? Do you really like being called senior sister?"

To his surprise, Su Mengyao nodded quite openly. "Yep. I've wanted to hear someone call me senior sister for ages."

"Fine, Senior Sister Su Mengyao." Mo Xiangwen nodded and teased, "Are you satisfied now, Senior Sister Su Mengyao? Want me to say it a few more times?"

"Stop, stop, stop. Satisfied. Very satisfied." Su Mengyao gave a light cough and turned her head away. "Ahem, I didn't expect my junior to be so sensible. Senior Sister will cover the bill later."

Mo Xiangwen shook his head and sighed. "Who knew calling someone senior sister once would get me treated? But you're making it sound like I only called you that so you'd pay. Forget it."

"Mengyao said she'd treat us, so let her." Su Mengli suddenly spoke up beside him. "But..."

Su Mengli's words abruptly stopped. He turned toward her in confusion, only to find her looking at him expectantly.

"I don't suppose you..."

"Since you've already called Mengyao that." She blinked playfully. "I don't think you'd mind calling one more person that, would you?"

...It wasn't like he couldn't understand. After all, he also wanted a white-haired JK beauty in a sailor uniform to sweetly call him "senpai" or "senior."

But he figured the experience of being called that by a beautiful girl versus a burly guy had to be vastly different. How could anyone be interested in making him call them senior sister?

"Senior Sister Su Mengli."

"Mhm, Junior Mo Xiangwen." Su Mengli's lips curled up as if she were rather happy.

Mo Xiangwen sighed helplessly. "I think from now on, I should just call both of you Senior Sister."

"There's still a difference, Junior." Su Mengli shook her head. "Otherwise, if you call out Senior Sister and both of us answer, wouldn't that be awkward?"

"Exactly, exactly." Su Mengyao chimed in.

"Then I'll just use your names."

The three of them chatted and laughed all the way to First-Grade Tea. It was nearly nine at night, yet they could still hear plenty of students inside laughing as they played board games.

Mo Xiangwen glanced over the menu and asked, "Do you still have blueberry tea?"

"Yes, we do." The young waiter nodded with a smile.

"Then I'll have a blueberry tea."

"Certainly."

"We'll have two grape fruit teas."

Su Mengyao seemed to know the menu by heart and ordered without even looking at it.

"For all three of us. I'll pay."

Mo Xiangwen had just been about to say something when Su Mengli gently tugged at him and shook her head.

He hesitated, but ultimately gave up. At worst, he'd find a chance to treat the sisters later.

The young waiter looked at him enviously and asked, "Will you be taking it to go, or drinking here?"

"Here."

"Alright. A waiter will bring your drinks upstairs shortly. Please go in and take a seat first."

First-Grade Tea had hired quite a few student part-timers. As long as they took the number tag, someone would naturally bring their drinks over.

Mo Xiangwen took the tag, and the three of them went upstairs together to find an empty table.

First-Grade Tea had a pleasant environment, plenty of space, good service, low prices, and quality ingredients.

Otherwise, why would the place keep expanding until they'd bought the neighboring storefront and connected it to theirs?

"So why were you two in the library?" Mo Xiangwen asked.

Su Mengli glanced at her younger sister. "I was helping Mengyao review a little, so her grades wouldn't fall behind."

"After all, I'm not as smart as you, Sis." Su Mengyao shrugged, completely unconcerned. "It's perfectly normal for me to need more time reviewing."

"Couldn't you just review in the dorm?" Mo Xiangwen asked curiously. "Was the dorm environment not good enough, so you had to go to the library?"

"Um..." Su Mengli and Su Mengyao exchanged glances. Then Su Mengli paused in thought before shaking her head. "We don't live at school, so naturally we can't go back to the dorm."

"And we still have a makeup class later, so we can't go straight home either," Su Mengyao added from the side.

So that was it. No wonder they were at the library at this hour. He'd originally thought they'd gone there to study right after dinner.

"Then why did you say you couldn't play with us, Mengyao?" Mo Xiangwen frowned. "Did you only just get to the library?"

"I was just saying it." Su Mengyao blinked. "If you really called, at worst I'd use my sister's laptop to play a round with you."

Su Mengli's face darkened. "I think you just don't want to study."

"Hehe."

Wait, no. Wouldn't that make Pigeon equal to Su Mengyao or Su Mengli? But they'd revealed their identities long ago, so they couldn't be.

The only possible explanation was coincidence—and that his speculation about Pigeon and Yan Nuoya had been wrong... at least this part of it had been wrong.

Su Mengyao asked with a beaming smile, "Junior Mo Xiangwen, didn't you say you went to the library to find someone? Who were you looking for?"

Great, she'd gotten addicted to calling him that, hadn't she?

Mo Xiangwen glared at her speechlessly and said, "I was looking for a classmate of mine. I told you about her when we ate at Haidilao last time—the girl with silver-white long hair."

The moment he said that, both Su Mengli and Su Mengyao seemed to wear strange expressions.

Just as he was wondering why, Su Mengli blinked, raised a hand, and pointed behind him. She asked softly, "Xiangwen, are you looking for her?"

Mo Xiangwen froze, then sharply turned around, only to discover Yan Nuoya sitting at a nearby table, smiling and waving at him.

PS: I revised the content a little and added the parts I missed. Those who've already read it can refresh and reread.

Next Time, It's a Date

Why? Why was Yan Nuoya here?

He didn't like crowded places. If his inference that Yan Nuoya had a personality similar to his was correct, then she shouldn't have been here at this time.

Could it really all be coincidence? Had he been overthinking everything?

In the blink of an eye, he buried his doubts deep inside and restored his expression to calm as best he could.

He turned back to Su Mengyao and Su Mengli. "Sorry, I need to go over and ask her something first. I'll be back in a bit."

Su Mengli nodded. "It's fine. Go ahead."

"If she doesn't mind, you can invite her over to sit with us," Su Mengyao said with a grin.

Mo Xiangwen nodded. "Yeah, I'll ask."

After sorting out his thoughts, he got up, walked over to Yan Nuoya, and sat across from her.

Only then did he notice that Yan Nuoya was holding a nearly empty cup of blueberry tea. It looked like she'd arrived much earlier than they had.

"Good evening, Nuoya."

"Mhm, good evening, Xiangwen." Yan Nuoya blinked and smiled lightly. "You seem very surprised to see me."

"Yeah. I thought that with your personality, Nuoya, you wouldn't be here at this hour." Mo Xiangwen nodded frankly. "I get the feeling you don't really like crowded places."

He'd come up with that in an instant just now. It was part of his plan.

He only needed to proactively reveal part of the truth as bait—or rather, as a shield—while protecting the most important part.

Nothing else mattered. If he had to sacrifice it, then so be it.

Before he was certain whether Yan Nuoya was Pigeon, he had to avoid letting her discover that he suspected her as much as possible.

Yan Nuoya paused slightly, taking half a beat longer before saying, "Mhm, you're right. I'm indeed not used to crowded places."

"Right? This place is spacious, but there are too many people."

Mo Xiangwen swept his gaze around. There were at least five or six tables of students on this floor, each with five or six people or more, playing board games like UNO and Werewolf together.

"So I really was pretty surprised that you'd show up here."

"So you thought I'd be in the library?" Yan Nuoya chuckled. "Did you need something from me?"

So she'd heard them after all. But he hadn't deliberately lowered his voice when talking to Su Mengyao and Su Mengli.

Although this place was noisy, it wasn't strange for someone with sharp hearing to catch it.

And because of that, he'd heard that many students had asked the staff for more private spaces where they could play board games with friends.

So the owner apparently intended to rent the neighboring shop, expand this place further, and add a few private rooms.

But in the end, that was only hearsay. As for what the truth was, probably no one besides the owner himself knew.

Following his usual habit, he gave a light cough. "I was just passing by the library and thought you might be inside, Nuoya."

Yan Nuoya tilted her head and asked, "Why? Do I look like someone who often goes to the library?"

"Yes." He nodded. "Yan Nuoya gives me the impression of a girl who reads in the library when she has nothing to do. I think that's nice."

"Mm... is that so?" Yan Nuoya thought for a moment, then nodded.

Then she invited him, "Then shall we go together next time?"

Mo Xiangwen froze and asked in confusion, "Do I look like someone who goes to the library?"

"Don't you?" Yan Nuoya asked, puzzled.

"No." Mo Xiangwen shook his head. "What would I go to the library for when I have nothing to do?"

"Didn't you go to the library this time?"

"I was passing by and thought you might be in the library, so I went in to take a look."

"But you don't dislike it, right?"

"The library's environment is pretty nice. I have no reason to dislike it."

Yan Nuoya smiled softly. "Then... will you go with me next time?"

"...Fine, if I'm free." After hesitating briefly, Mo Xiangwen nodded. "Do you want to come sit with us for a while? I'll introduce you to them."

"Then it's a date. Next time, we'll go to the library together." Yan Nuoya took a light sip of the last of her drink and smiled. "But let's skip the introductions. I should head back too, so I won't disturb you and your friends."

"If that's what you say." Mo Xiangwen nodded. "Bye."

"Mhm, bye."

After saying that, Yan Nuoya really did get up and head downstairs. Before leaving, she didn't forget to wave goodbye to him.

The moment Mo Xiangwen returned to sit across from Su Mengyao, she asked, "She left right away. Was she in a hurry, or did she have some concerns?"

"Ah, yeah." Mo Xiangwen hesitated for a moment, then decided that whether it was useful or not, he should plant the seed first.