All these factors contributed to his deep-seated aversion to hospitals, so his surprisingly good sleep last night was something he found quite unexpected. 　　After taking a shower, Chen Mo, with a towel draped over his head, brushed his teeth and looked at his face in the mirror. 　　That's pretty much the advantage of the genes inherited from the Yang family. From his late twenties to his late thirties and then to seventeen, the changes in his face were as if only the contours had been smoothed out, which actually made him look a little softer. 　　He took the medicine, and soon began to feel sleepy again. Thinking that he had nothing to do on the weekend, he simply went back to bed and let himself fall into a deep sleep. 　　He was still not fully awake when he received the call from Gou Yiyang. 　　He draped the blanket over himself and said, "You'd better have something to do." 　　"It's one o'clock in the afternoon, my goodness." Gou Yiyang seemed incredulous, then said with trepidation, "Didn't the doctor say that your illness looked serious, but that you'd be basically fine after an IV drip and a night's rest? Why does your voice sound so weak? Is your stomach hurting again?" 　　Chen Mo was annoyed by the noise. 　　But he found that Gou Yiyang had started calling him "ancestor" again. Thinking of the thirty-year-old Gou who was almost his private doctor in his previous life, he would often ask him, "Ancestral, are you still alive?" 　　Chen Mo had a change of heart and decided to treat the young Lao Gou, who had a childlike heart, better. 　　He took his phone away to check the time, then put it back to his ear. "Nothing, I'm sleeping. Also, what's wrong with 1 p.m.?" 　　"You forgot, we're going to Nanshan for cycling, remember?" 　　Chen Mo rolled over in bed. 　　After a few seconds, she said, "I remember now. But I'm a patient, so I won't go." 　　Gou Yiyang confirmed with him, "Really not going? Not everyone will be riding. Some of the girls in the club will take a bus directly to the top of the mountain. It's basically a team building activity. If you're not coming, I'll talk to the person in charge of registration." 　　Chen Mo didn't have any other thoughts. After listening to Lao Gou's idle chatter for a bit, he hung up. 　　Chen Mo had planned to sleep a little longer, but his phone rang again. 　　With eyes closed: "Is there anything else?" 　　"Xiao Mo." This time, the female voice from the other end made Chen Mo open his eyes. 　　He sat up in bed, scratched his head, and, seemingly unconcerned by the cautious silence on the other side, asked directly, "You wanted to see me?" 　　Zhou Yaoqiong's breathing was noticeably faster through the phone, but her tone remained gentle: "Xiao Mo, are you still not going home today? Auntie made your favorite red date and black chicken soup." 　　Chen Mo twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking of the clay pot he had overturned that morning at boarding school, and said, "I don't like black chicken soup." 　　There was a moment of hesitation on the other end. "Really? What do you like? I'll have your auntie make it for you." 　　Chen Mo was too lazy to argue anymore. 　　Ask directly: "What can I do for you?" 　　"It's nothing, it's just that I haven't seen you in a long time." After saying this, as if sensing Chen Mo's rejection, she added, "Mom heard you were sick, and it was that Xi family kid who took you to the hospital, right?" 　　They've arrived. 　　Chen Mo thought expressionlessly. 　　Chen Mo: "Who said that, Yang Shule?" 　　Zhou Yaoqiong: "He just mentioned it casually..." 　　Chen Mo was too lazy to listen anymore and simply hung up the phone. 　　Until 3 p.m. 　　Five hundred meters from the entrance of the No. 1 Middle School, a bus was parked quietly by the roadside waiting. 　　A dozen or so men and women were gathered in small groups, but the atmosphere was somewhat strange. 　　The crowd was basically divided into three groups. 　　Two groups, one led by Sun Xiaoya and the other by Yang Shule, are facing off, while the rest are those who are not involved. 　　Gou Yiyang saw him from afar and walked over in surprise: "Weren't you not coming?" 　　"I was bored in the dorm, so I came here." 　　Chen Mo didn't bother to say that he didn't want to listen to Zhou Yaoqiong's half-hearted melodrama, and he didn't want to be urged to go back to that home again and again. 　　He glanced at the crowd gathered there, raised his chin, and asked, "What's going on?" 　　"I don't think you want to know." Old Gou, who is always on the front line of gossip, said mysteriously, "I can only say that after last night, Sun Xiaoya and Yang Shule in our class have completely fallen out. From now on, wherever these two are, there will probably be corpses everywhere." 　　At this moment, someone noticed Chen Mo. 　　The atmosphere inexplicably relaxed. 　　Some people who had been in contact with him during this time greeted him, "Young Master Mo, are you participating too?" 　　"Didn't you just get sick? The second half of Nanshan is all uphill, can you ride it?" 　　Chen Mo replied, "I won't ride. Didn't you say the bus goes straight to the top of the mountain?" 　　"The first rule of joining the club is that you can't bring anyone other than a member to the activities." These words came from Yang Shule, who had been watching Chen Mo ever since he was spotted. Today, he looked somewhat dejected, but his eyes were filled with gloom. He looked at Lao Gou next to him and said, "Gou Yiyang, shouldn't you ask the others for their opinions before breaking the rules?" 　　There was no sound from the scene. 　　While it's said that bringing people out isn't strictly prohibited, it's not actually that strict; there have been plenty of precedents. This club attracts many well-known students from the school, and countless people are eager to join, hence this rule—to prevent anyone from breaking the rules and bringing others out, causing an accident. 　　Who knew Yang Shule would suddenly launch an attack? 　　Last night's events were like a watershed moment. In the past, Yang Shule was very low-key in his dealings with others, but today he openly showed how he and Chen Mo were at odds. 　　Chen Mo stopped Lao Gou and glanced at him: "This has nothing to do with Lao Gou. If you have a problem with this, find someone who can make a difference before we talk about the rules." 　　Sun Xiaoya mocked Yang Shule from the side, "Exactly, you accuse others of getting special treatment, but weren't those people behind you the ones you brought in back then?" 　　Immediately, some of Yang Shule's people couldn't stand it anymore. 　　"Sun Xiaoya, that's going too far." 　　"Shule was just reminding us to follow the procedures. If you can't stand it, you can quit. I can't stand you girls anyway, you're so noisy all the time." 　　Sun Xiaoya's side is all girls. 　　His expression changed immediately. 　　"You guys are so impressive. Don't you have any self-awareness about how greasy you are all day long?"

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