Sure enough, she saw Yuan Chengmo sitting cross-legged reading a book, waiting for her in front of the bookshelf.
She sat down beside Yuan Chengmo, glanced at the book in his hand, and then softly began, "Senior, I have a question I want to ask you."
Yuan Chengmo closed the book, his smiling gaze filled with subtle affection as he silently looked at Munni and slightly nodded, "What is the question?"
Munni turned her head, her expression serious yet earnest, as she gazed into Yuan Chengmo's beautiful, bright eyes—within them reflected his gentle expression as he looked at her.
She parted her red lips, but the question she wanted to ask was somewhat difficult to voice.
An indecisive emotion spread across her brow, with hesitation and contradiction visible in her expression.
Yuan Chengmo did not urge her, waiting quietly and patiently for her to gather herself and ask her question.
After a while, a tiny voice finally escaped Munni's throat: "Is it me?"
