Transmigrating Into a Book, the Villain Becomes the White Moonlight!

54: Chapter 54 A CakeXiao Fan then turned around and walked towards the back of the classroom, choosing an inconspicuous corner to sit down.

Impossible... the confident voice in his heart questioned.

Abroad, with his face and deliberately cultivated demeanor, gaining initial favor from strangers was almost effortless.

How was it that upon returning home, he was consecutively rebuffed by Mu Xue and this beautiful girl?

Mu Xue’s aloofness and her boyfriend last night were already enough to make him feel stifled; today, he couldn’t even get a seat?

Could it be that the hearts of The girls nowadays were already taken?

Just as he finished organizing his books, he saw the cool girl in the front row suddenly turn around.

Xiao Fan’s spirits lifted slightly, could it be...

However, Lin Wan’s gaze bypassed him directly, falling on Zhou Feng behind him, her voice carrying an urgency she herself hadn’t noticed: ”Zhou Feng, use your phone to ask Su Bai why he didn’t come to class again today?”

”Class Monitor, wouldn’t it be more convenient for you to ask yourself...?” Zhou Feng grumbled, but his hands didn’t stop, already deftly pulling out his phone.

He was one of the few in the class who knew about the complicated relationship between Su Bai, Lin Wan, and Mu Xue. He didn’t want to get involved in this mess, but since the Class Monitor had spoken, he had to put on a show.

Lin Wan also wanted to ask herself.

Her finger had hovered over Su Bai’s name in her contacts countless times, but she never had the courage to press dial or send.

Rather than not daring, it was a complex shyness—afraid of appearing too concerned, afraid of receiving a cold reply, and even more afraid of no response at all, like a stone sinking into the sea.

After sending the message, Lin Wan simply reached out and took Zhou Feng’s phone, staring unblinkingly at the small chat interface, as if she could conjure flowers from the static screen.

Time passed minute by minute, with no reaction from the other side.

”Class Monitor, I think, most likely he played games too late last night and hasn’t woken up yet,” Zhou Feng said, seeing the situation, immediately using his talent for being a ’golden cover-up,’ giving the most reasonable and harmless explanation with a confident tone.

”Don’t worry, he’ll definitely reply when he wakes up. He’s probably sleeping soundly right now, undisturbed by anything.”

No matter where Su Bai was or what he was doing at that moment, for Zhou Feng, the answer had to be, and could only be, sleeping.

This was the unspoken understanding between brothers, and also the best shield to avoid trouble.

Lin Wan then reluctantly handed the phone back, her delicate nose wrinkling almost imperceptibly, and she muttered in a low voice: ”It’s already this late, and he’s still sleeping... what a way to be.”

The hint of complaint in her tone, however, vaguely concealed a trace of concern, almost a worry, that she herself hadn’t fully understood.

In the corner of the back row of the classroom, Xiao Fan took in this scene, his fingers unconsciously tightening, the tip of his pen drawing a deep mark on his brand-new notebook.

It wasn’t just his relationship with women; even in the class, few boys actively greeted him.

Is the atmosphere in the country so cold now, in the country?

It was already late morning when Su Bai finally stretched an arm out from under layers of blankets, fumbling to pull the long-silent phone from the nightstand into his covers.

He squinted his sleepy eyes and directly redialed Mu Xue’s number.

Almost instantly, the call was connected, and Mu Xue’s voice, filled with concern and a hint of cheerfulness, came from the other end: ”Su Bai? You’re awake?”

”Mmm...” Su Bai’s voice was heavy with sleep and hoarse. He vaguely asked, ”You called me?”

He hadn’t clearly seen the missed call notification on the screen.

”Mmm, I called once... I didn’t call again when you were sleeping.” Mu Xue’s voice paused, seemingly a little embarrassed, then she explained, ”The boss of the dessert shop where I used to work contacted me, saying the shop is being transferred and asked me to come settle my final wages. I’m still at the shop now. Do you... want to eat anything? I can bring it over to you.”

”Whatever, anything is fine.” Su Bai didn’t even open his eyes, completely sunken into the soft bed, answering perfunctorily, in a standard state of paralysis.

”Okay then!” Mu Xue’s tone, however, revealed a hint of excitement.

It was known that Su Bai rarely accepted things she offered him, whether carefully chosen snacks or a simple bento.

His not directly refusing this time was already a kind of progress for her.

”About what time will you come to school? I... I’ll bring it over to you.”

”Just leave it on my desk... I’ll sleep a bit more and go in the afternoon.” Su Bai finished in a hoarse voice, and without waiting for a response, he hung up the phone and sank back into the realm of sleep.

Listening to the busy signal from the receiver, Mu Xue didn’t feel disappointed; instead, her eyes lit up.

She turned to the shop owner who was inventorying items, her voice pleading: ”Boss, can I borrow some ingredients and tools to make a cake myself to take with me? I’ll pay for the ingredients!”

”Sure, anyway, these things can’t be taken away, you can use them.” The boss waved generously.

”Thank you, Boss!” Mu Xue thanked him, immediately tied on an apron, and walked briskly to the familiar workstation.

There were still over forty minutes until afternoon classes, so time was a bit tight, but there should be enough time to make a simple small cake.

She skillfully began to weigh flour, beat eggs, and stir batter, her movements fluid.

But as the cake base slowly expanded in the oven, she started to ponder again: how big should it be?

If it was too big, Su Bai definitely wouldn’t finish it, a waste;

If it was too small, it wouldn’t seem heartfelt enough, and might be gone in a few bites...

After much thought, she decided to make two palm-sized round cakes; the portion was just right, and they looked exquisite.

While waiting for the cakes to cool, she quickly whipped cream, carefully spread it, piped decorations, and finally meticulously arranged brightly colored strawberries and blueberries on top.

Once everything was ready, she picked up a small piping bag filled with red cream, hesitated for a moment, her cheeks slightly flushed, and finally held her breath, drawing a tiny, perfect red heart in the center of the white cream with extreme care.

After completing all this, she quickly packed the two small cakes into exquisite transparent boxes, carefully tied ribbons, thanked the boss again, and then hurried to school with the cakes.

However, as she reached the staircase entrance of the teaching building, Mu Xue’s steps hesitated and stopped.

Looking at the box of cakes in her hand, clearly bearing the mark of personal affection, she suddenly realized a problem: wouldn’t taking it directly to the classroom and placing it on Su Bai’s desk once again announce her extraordinary relationship with Su Bai to everyone?

Although the classmates at school knew that Su Bai had once sponsored her family, that was, after all, under the public guise of charity.

The lesson from the last phone incident was fresh in her memory; she couldn’t add any more trouble that might cause controversy for Su Bai.

She bit her lower lip, her eyes flickering, and quickly made a decision.