Her face was full of collagen, smooth and delicate.

With a beautiful smile, fair skin, and clear eyes... all harmonized on a face that made Cang Qingsen's heart flutter.

"A touch of blush on such a lovely face would surely be more enchanting than the endearing kitten of early morning."

Cang Qingsen mused to himself, feeling as if he had fallen into a river of love, sneaking glances at Feng Yuhuai while dining.

"Yuhuai, what would you like to order? I can go get it for you," Xiaojuan's voice carried a playful tone.

Feng Yuhuai was chatting with her roommates while secretly observing Cang Qingsen.

She caught sight of Cang Qingsen's slightly shy yet eager gaze, and her smile became even sweeter.

"Thank you, senior. Otherwise, my roommate and I wouldn't have found a free table. Every time we eat at the cafeteria, it's like going to war," Feng Yuhuai whispered sincerely.

Cang Qingsen's heart throbbed even more intensely. He set down his chopsticks, his gaze burning though his words were modest: "No big deal, don't mention it."

While her roommates queued for their meals, the two of them began chatting casually.

Perhaps it was love at first sight for both, their casual conversation was surprisingly engaging.

In their light-hearted chat, they inadvertently exchanged personal information and naturally swapped phone numbers as if they were friends.

Once her roommates returned with their meals, the two paused their chatting and focused on eating.

Cang Qingsen's eating movements were meticulous, more delicate than those of a girl. Even when Feng Yuhuai and her roommate finished eating and quietly bid farewell, he was still slowly savoring his meal bite by bite.

A few minutes later, Cang Qingsen finally finished eating and picked up his tray, ready to leave.

At this moment, he unintentionally glanced and noticed a red cloth doll lying tilted on the seat Feng Yuhuai had just left.

"Hmm, did she accidentally leave it behind?"

Cang Qingsen picked up the cloth doll, which had one eye intact and the other loose, making it appear slightly peculiar.

He stood beside the seat, pondering for a moment before grinning with excitement, stuffing the cloth doll into his jacket pocket, his eyes gleaming with anticipation of the delightful moments ahead.

...

The afternoon passed quietly with the flow of time.

Feng Yuhuai sat quietly at her desk, her head occasionally tilting towards the door, seemingly silently expecting something, her eyes filled with urgency and frustration.

"Strange, Cang Qingsen clearly took away the cloth doll I left behind, and he expressed interest in me during lunch, so why hasn't he used returning the doll as an excuse to find me?"

Feng Yuhuai lightly frowned, repeatedly pondering in her heart, trying to figure out the crux of the issue.

If she had more time, Feng Yuhuai could weave each encounter more naturally and smoothly, slowly infiltrating Cang Qingsen's heart until she found the perfect moment to capture him in mind and soul completely.

However, time was running out for Feng Yuhuai.

Feng Yuhuai glanced down at her phone again, realizing the school day's end was approaching, her urgency increasing rapidly. She put aside her composure and hurriedly sent a message to Cang Qingsen.

Feng Yuhuai: Senior, I seem to have accidentally left a red cloth doll in the cafeteria. Did you happen to see it?

The reply came almost instantly.

——Yes, I indeed picked up a cloth doll; so it was yours, junior.

——It seems to have some wear and loose stitching. I plan to take it home and carefully mend it, then return it to you neat and tidy tomorrow.

Reading the first reply brought a slight smile to Feng Yuhuai's face, everything was as she expected.

However, when the second message displayed, she was utterly dumbfounded, immediately panicking as though a crisis hit.

"What the heck?" Her mind was fraught with uncertainty, her heart racing to a halt, "This fool is actually planning to sew and mend the Clone of the Puppet Mother?"

Feng Yuhuai's face turned ashen at once, wondering how the recent messages kept becoming more bizarre.

She was nearly overwhelmed with despair, silently screaming in her mind: "Cang Qingsen, if you want to die, don't drag me along!"

Despite her usual habit of holding the cloth doll dear, even sleeping with it pressed to her chest, she never considered sewing and mending it.

This idea seemed absurd to an extreme, practically akin to seeking death.

Feng Yuhuai worried fervently, fearing that if Cang Qingsen really did so, the Puppet Mother might misunderstand it as desecration and thus punish and vent anger on her.

Feng Yuhuai's scalp tingled as she frantically tapped her phone screen, quickly sending a message.

Feng Yuhuai: No need to trouble yourself, senior; just return it directly to me.

Ding-dong——

The bell signaling both the end of class and school dismissal rang.

Disregarding the wait for a reply, Feng Yuhuai sprang up, eager to dart out of the classroom.

But just as she was about to step out of the classroom door!

"Hold on, everyone, Instructor Guo Feng has something to say to you."

The counselor's voice suddenly sounded, swiftly entering the room, with Martial Arts Instructor Guo Feng following closely behind, their presence immediately halting the students from leaving.

"Please be patient, I will only take up two minutes of your time," Instructor Guo Feng said, casually closing the door and addressing the students inside with a calm yet firm tone.

Feng Yuhuai instantly wore a grave expression, sitting back in her seat.

Guo Feng cleared his throat, drawing everyone's attention, then continued: "Recently, some unsettling events have happened at our school. The faculty felt it necessary to enhance the students' combat skills to ensure safety."

He paused and continued: "Thus, next month, the school plans to jointly host a Martial Arts competition with several other universities."

"This competition has fewer restrictions, but the rewards will be very generous. Participation is voluntary in principle, yet for those in our Martial Arts specialty class, I expect each of you to actively participate."

Guo Feng's gaze swept across the classroom, his tone becoming serious:

"Though there might be injuries or even danger during the competition, if you lack the courage to face these challenges, then I suggest you reconsider continuing in the Martial Arts specialty class sooner rather than later."

Feng Yuhuai was restless, she secretly glanced at the three-message reply, her scalp nearly splitting with anxiety, her crimson face felt trapped by a block of bitter blood.

——Junior is truly too kind.

——No worries, junior. My sewing skills are quite refined; I can surely restore your cloth doll's eyes perfectly, symmetrically as before.

——Looking forward to meeting tomorrow!

Feng Yuhuai was filled with exasperation, her eyes glazed towards the podium where Guo Feng was speaking eloquently.

His words were ringing in her mind, making Feng Yuhuai feel as uncomfortable as if she had swallowed a fly's feces.

Because the reason Guo Feng occupied valuable dismissal time, the school's sudden arrangement of a Martial Arts competition, the root cause was actually the troubles caused by her impersonating [Mask].

These troubles fermented like a chain reaction, eventually forming a boomerang that unexpectedly hit her square on the knee today!

Feng Yuhuai gazed blankly towards the playground, immediately spotting Cang Qingsen with his upright walking posture, striding out of the school gate.

Night fell.

After dinner, Cang Qingsen sat alone on the bedside, slowly retrieving a sewing kit from the drawer.

His fingertips light and nimble, delicately picking up the slender needle and thread, skillfully threading through the needle's eye.

With a gentle turn of his wrist, the needle head descended, about to tenderly touch the red cloth doll's surface...

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