You sneezed when you were young, thinking someone was thinking of you, and only now have you realized that the one thinking of you was your present self.
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“We, we’re… accomplices!?”
Meng Siyu asked in surprise as she followed Su Moli to the window. Looking down, she saw that the various classes of different grades had already formed their groups on the playground.
Some were running drills, some were doing exercises, while the principal stood on the podium, watching the neatly arranged students with a satisfied nod. It was enough to give her a taste of a military parade.
“That’s right, we can’t escape now.”
“Meng Siyu, you’re a bad student now.”
Su Moli came over to Meng Siyu with great interest, placing her hands on her shoulders and softly blowing into her ear.
“Eep~”
“Huh? I… I’m… a bad student?”
Feeling her ears tickle, Meng Siyu’s body involuntarily trembled. She took a few fearful steps back, no longer looking out at the playground. Her expression was one of shock and disbelief—she hadn’t expected she would one day skip class?
This feeling…
Meng Siyu felt her heart, already pounding from staying up late, now race even faster from this unprecedented thrill, accompanied by a strange excitement alongside the fear.
Having few friends, Meng Siyu basically spent her time at home scrolling through short videos.
She knew that people often felt exhilarated facing extreme weather or apocalyptic scenes because such weather is a strong natural symbol—like fierce winds and sudden rain, or snow blanketing the mountains. These elements unintentionally weaken your perception of human society.
Subconsciously, you feel like the wind is coming from somewhere else on Earth.
Your field of vision expands invisibly, and only then do you truly realize you exist on Earth, in the universe—not in a city built by humans. Only at those times do you genuinely connect with all things.
The current situation wasn’t nearly as threatening as an earthquake, storm, or tsunami, but this feeling of being a “bad student” was enough to separate Meng Siyu from her school identity and view the school—and herself within it—from a new perspective.
“Moli, what do we do now?”
Feeling like a bad student, Meng Siyu’s eyes shone with excitement as she looked at Su Moli. Her mind raced, eager to know what they were going to do.
After all, the big recess exercise period lasted a full 30 minutes! Originally, it was the school’s way of giving students time to exercise, but now the two of them had escaped the rules and gained a full half-hour of free time—equivalent to a whole class or even the lunch break at the cafeteria. It was precious.
So, what would they do with this hard-won freedom?
“My answer is, sleep💤.”
“Ah? Sleep💤?!”
Meng Siyu, who had been brimming with excitement and imagining doing something she never dared before with this independent time, was dumbfounded and stared blankly at Su Moli in disbelief.
“We’re skipping class just to sleep?”
Not daring to believe it, Meng Siyu asked again.
“That’s right. Did you forget? I even helped you ask the teacher for leave just so you could sleep.”
“I…”
For some reason, although that had been the initial goal, facing such a simple outcome, Meng Siyu felt a little disappointed inside.
She had hoped to do something more meaningful, but helplessly realized that in reality, the only thing she seemed capable of was sleeping💤.
“Don’t be so disappointed. Even if it’s just sleeping, you can sleep in a different position, right?”
Seeing Meng Siyu’s disappointed face, Su Moli found it amusing. Young people were always like this—getting overly excited over something inexplicable, feeling invincible in that moment, only to come crashing down in reality.
To ensure Meng Siyu could have a good rest during this unusual big recess free time, Su Moli decided to sacrifice her own thigh and offer her a lap pillow.
After all, there’s no place in the world more comfortable for sleeping than on a beautiful girl’s soft thigh.
“Come on, want to try out the new pillow?”
To make sure Meng Siyu slept well, Su Moli even borrowed a bench from elsewhere, so Meng Siyu had two benches to lie on, and her head would rest perfectly on Su Moli’s thigh.
“……”
“What’s wrong? Not coming?”
Su Moli sat up straight, patted her soft thigh, and looked expectantly at the hesitant Meng Siyu. She looked ready in every way, as if saying, just get on already.
“Uh… this… Moli… isn’t this… a bit… inappropriate?”
Though she knew Su Moli’s ideas were always unusual and seriously ‘Nǚ Tóng’ (female-oriented) in nature, seeing someone prepare the legendary lap pillow—something only novel protagonists in anime get—left Meng Siyu frozen and at a loss.
After all, this was a matriarchal world, and one girl giving another a lap pillow…
Especially while skipping class, secretly borrowing another student’s bench with the added guilt of betrayal—it all gave Meng Siyu a strange feeling growing in her heart.
This odd feeling made her both resistant and excited—resistant because it went against convention, excited because it broke the rules.
“Really not going to try it?”
“I’m all set up, you saying no is really a bummer~”
Seeing Meng Siyu still hesitating, Su Moli immediately put on a disappointed and sad look, turned her face away and pretended to cry softly. It was utterly heart-wrenching.
“Eh?! No, no! I’m just…”
Seeing her best friend actually cry T﹏T, Meng Siyu panicked and rushed forward to comfort her, apologizing and insisting she didn’t mean it, when suddenly—
“Hehe, gotcha.”
“Ah—”
In a startled shout from Meng Siyu, Su Moli suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her into her arms. Seeing Meng Siyu’s face, shocked and clueless, frozen like a frightened fawn and too scared to move, Su Moli’s face broke into a sly smile of a successful scheme.
“…”
“Mm~ Okay, don’t be mad anymore. Since it’s come to this, just relax and sleep well.”
Seeing Meng Siyu shyly burying her face in Su Moli’s stomach, not daring to show herself, Su Moli smiled gently. She found such shy girls the cutest, speaking softly as she carefully smoothed the hair that had come loose from Meng Siyu’s earlier struggles.
“…”
Feeling the tender strokes on her head, Meng Siyu’s cheeks burned even hotter, as if her face had no place to show itself. She could only give in completely, burrowing further into Su Moli’s embrace, afraid even a single ray of sunlight would shine through.
Especially since in Meng Siyu’s mind, she couldn’t stop imagining that she and Su Moli were doing this kind of thing in a classroom they all attended together—if anyone saw or found out…
They might only be able to die to atone for their sins.
Thinking of this, Meng Siyu’s rosy cheeks turned almost crimson.
“All right, all right, go to sleep now, before they come back💤💤💤.”
Slowly, for some reason—whether it was the warmth of Su Moli’s embrace or the soothing effect of her melodious voice—Meng Siyu’s initial tension faded and she gradually drifted off to sleep.
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“Vice President, only a few classrooms up front remain unchecked.”
“All right, this time I’m definitely going to catch those students skipping the big recess exercise!”
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