I'm in Senior Year, and the System Says I'm Going on a Blind Date with My Childhood Sweetheart

However, the current situation left her feeling confused and helpless.

’What on earth led to this state of affairs?’

Although Zhuo Peipei didn’t know the specific reason, she felt that something needed to change.

The sudden appearance of "Defend and Steal" was undoubtedly a powerful salvation for the current campus confession wall’s field of Sugar Text!

Zhuo Peipei knew full well that she absolutely could not let He Zhiyu devolve into a saccharin-peddler like them. She had to protect that devotion and pursuit of a truly beautiful love.

"Hey, why are you two walking so slowly?"

Zhuo Peipei looked at Shen Yuan and said irritably, "We two girls are talking. You got a problem with that?"

Shen Yuan nodded. "Then try to make your mouths walk a little faster, or the cafeteria will be out of food."

"Shen Yuan! One of these days, I’m going to have someone write that you’re an M!"

"Fine by me, being an M is great! I love the feeling of a big sister stepping on me."

Zhuo Peipei was speechless.

’Shamelessness truly knows no bounds.’

She felt that Shen Yuan would probably even accept Nantong Language written about him at this point.

"Then I’ll have them write your Nantong Language!"

"Just remember to write me as the top. Of course, I wouldn’t be against being the bottom either."

’As expected.’

But before Zhuo Peipei could say anything, Li Zhi, who was next to Shen Yuan, had already taken action.

"Shut your mouth, you dumbass!"

Smacked on the arm by Young Master Li, Shen Yuan instantly behaved.

Seeing this, Zhuo Peipei’s eyes narrowed slightly. The head of the Kissing Association had keenly sensed something was off, but Zhuo Peipei couldn’t quite put her finger on what was strange about it.

The midday cafeteria was bustling with noise. Shen Yuan navigated the crowd with both hands holding a tray piled high with food, while Li Zhi followed half a step behind him.

Zhuo Peipei watched the two of them leave, her gaze filled with scrutiny.

The four of them sat in their usual arrangement: Shen Yuan and Li Zhi in one row, with Zhuo Peipei across from them.

"I still don’t think you can finish all this."

Shen Yuan pushed the tray in front of Li Zhi, tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, and held out his hand to her.

A pair of chopsticks landed in Shen Yuan’s hand.

"You’re the one who can’t finish it. I just can’t eat much in the morning," Li Zhi retorted.

"Of course I can’t finish it!"

Shen Yuan said righteously, "Whose fault is it for wasting food?"

"How is it a waste? Didn’t it get fed to a dog?"

Li Zhi shot Shen Yuan a glare, her eyes full of threat.

Shen Yuan stared at the beautiful girl’s face for a good while, then nodded. "Ah, yes, yes, yes. It wasn’t wasted. The doggy was very happy to eat it."

Sitting across from them, Zhuo Peipei saw this and fell into deep thought.

As for He Zhiyu, ’Om nom nom!’

’It’s all sugar anyway.’

Of course, if she knew that the "doggy" was actually Shen Yuan, she probably would have lost her appetite.

A bit of conversation over the meal was inevitable.

Shen Yuan had only taken a few bites before he looked up. "Zhuo Peipei, let me have a piece of your sweet and sour pork ribs."

Shen Yuan didn’t wait for an answer, his chopsticks already moving.

"Hey, if you want some, can’t you buy your own?" Zhuo Peipei asked, watching as Shen Yuan popped a piece of her sweet and sour ribs into his mouth.

"What do you know? When you have a lot of people, you’re supposed to buy a variety of dishes so you can try more flavors."

Shen Yuan pushed his own tray forward. "If you want something, just take it. Don’t be so stingy."

Zhuo Peipei’s eyes widened. "You motherf—"

But after seeing what was on Shen Yuan’s tray, Zhuo Peipei immediately changed her tune.

"You said it yourself, you know!"

As soon as the words left her mouth, Zhuo Peipei aimed for a large chicken leg on Shen Yuan’s tray.

But before her chopsticks could even touch it, Shen Yuan slapped them away.

"What are you doing? Have some sense."

With that, Shen Yuan picked up the chicken leg and placed it on Li Zhi’s plate. "This is an offering for the Painful Sacrifice!"

"Praise the pain, dive into a sea of problems, and ace every exam!"

Zhuo Peipei’s mouth twitched.

’Damn tryhards, always being tryhards. He makes it sound like a religion.’

Zhuo Peipei turned and picked up a piece of tofu skin knot instead.

This time, Shen Yuan didn’t object.

Contrary to what Shen Yuan had said, the beautiful girl’s appetite was actually quite good.

Especially after a whole morning of mental exertion, she was starving.

"I’m full."

"You didn’t save any room for ice cream?"

The look of satisfaction on Li Zhi’s face froze. "You dumbass, Shen Yuan! Did you deliberately ask the auntie to give me so much rice?!"

"Weren’t you the one who said it? Acting tough when you can’t eat it all?"

Li Zhi’s brow suddenly furrowed. She pointed at Shen Yuan and said, "At least it’s better than a certain someone who doesn’t even know they have sauce on their mouth."

Shen Yuan’s subconscious move to lick his lips was interrupted by a scoff.

Li Zhi reached forward, her fingertips, holding a napkin, gently pressing against the corner of Shen Yuan’s mouth.

Looking at the girl before him, the sound of Shen Yuan’s Adam’s apple bobbing was clearly audible.

Li Zhi quickly pulled back her arm, dangling the sauce-stained napkin like a trophy.

On the other side of the table, Zhuo Peipei and He Zhiyu’s chopsticks hovered over their plates for a full ten seconds.

Zhuo Peipei had seen it clearly. When Li Zhi reached out to wipe the sauce from Shen Yuan’s mouth, the rims of his ears had suddenly turned red.

’Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!’

Zhuo Peipei screamed internally. ’What is this development?’

’There’s definitely something up with these two!’

’There’s absolutely something wrong with them today!!’

’This is it!’

’What did I miss?’

’Weren’t they fine during evening self-study yesterday? How did they suddenly get like this today?’

Right now, Zhuo Peipei really wanted to post a bounty in the Kissing Association’s private group chat to thoroughly investigate what on earth had happened between Shen Yuan and Li Zhi!

As for He Zhiyu... forget it. The little author’s brain folds were already filled to the brim with sugar.

Of course, Li Zhi wasn’t in much better shape at the moment.

’The beautiful girl had no idea why she had just done that!’

’This... this doesn’t fit your character profile, Li Zhi!!’

’Stupid mouth, hurry up and cover for yourself!’

Young Master Li’s clever little brain spun rapidly. She looked at the still-dazed Shen Yuan and said, "You child, you’re so big already and still making Mommy worry."

Shen Yuan smiled obediently. "Thanks, Mommy."

Zhuo Peipei’s expression instantly collapsed.

’Are these two really sick in the head or something?’

’Mood killers, are they?’

’They’ve got a perfectly good childhood-sweetheart, lovey-dovey thing going on, and they just have to throw some weird family dynamic into it, don’t they!’

’Dammit, even the Kissing Association doesn’t ship everything!’

But clearly, Shen Yuan and Li Zhi couldn’t care less about the life or death of this bunch of sugar-addicts from the Kissing Association.

After the meal, the group walked out of the cafeteria.

"We’re going to get ice cream. Want to come?" Li Zhi asked, looking at He Zhiyu.

He Zhiyu was about to nod when Zhuo Peipei grabbed her. "No thanks! I just remembered I’m having a difficult birth with a math problem. I need to discuss it with Zhiyu!"

With that said, He Zhiyu was dragged away by Zhuo Peipei.

Li Zhi watched the two of them leave, a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

"Well, the head of the Kissing Association has locked onto us now."

Shen Yuan looked at Li Zhi. "How about we just drop the act?"

Li Zhi shot him a sideways glance. "And expose your primary personality as a simp?"

After pulling He Zhiyu quickly out of Li Zhi’s line of sight, Zhuo Peipei spoke in a rushed tone.

"Those two are not right!"

He Zhiyu nodded rapidly.

So not right.

Zhuo Peipei had already noticed something was a little off about them earlier.

But just now in the cafeteria, it was completely off!

"Normally, when Li Zhi gives Shen Yuan chopsticks, she always holds them by the very end so her hand doesn’t touch his at all."

"And besides, unless she’s asking Shen Yuan to bring her food, Li Zhi normally wouldn’t let him get her lunch for her. Not to mention how readily she agreed this time!"

"And, and! In the past, Li Zhi would deliberately keep some distance from Shen Yuan, but today they were way too close!"

He Zhiyu looked at the serious expression on Zhuo Peipei’s face and said cautiously, "Could it be... you saw it wrong? They’re usually like this, aren’t they?"

When it came to the number of times they’d eaten together, He Zhiyu had definitely done so far more than Zhuo Peipei.

But it was obvious that Zhuo Peipei was in no state to listen to He Zhiyu right now.

"Have you noticed? The number of times they’ve clashed today is way down! And even when they do clash, Shen Yuan is always letting Li Zhi win!"

"Oh no, you can’t even call it clashing anymore! They’re almost more ambiguous than the main characters in your novels!!"

He Zhiyu gave an awkward laugh. "Um, they’re not sitting together now, there’s an aisle between them!"

"No, no, no, when those two want to clash, they completely ignore terrain and space."

Zhuo Peipei’s eyes locked onto He Zhiyu.

"They can even clash with their eyes!"

He Zhiyu looked at her dear president.

The President’s current state could be described in a single phrase—

High on shipping.