There were many tourists in the ancient town.

Although the weather today was slightly better than yesterday, the sky still looked like it could rain at any moment.

Jiang Shuyi walked alongside Wen Yao, wandering aimlessly.

She stopped and started walking again, pulling Wen Yao to look at anything that caught her interest.

In contrast, Wen Yao seemed indifferent to everything around them.

After a while, Jiang Shuyi bought a cotton candy and held it in her hand.

She glanced at Wen Yao and brought the cotton candy in front of the Omega, "Wen Yao, do you want some?"

Wen Yao glanced at the cotton candy in Jiang Shuyi's hand, then at a child walking by with cotton candy, her tone flat, "Are you a child?"

"Eating cotton candy doesn't mean I'm a child," Jiang Shuyi looked at the cotton candy, huffed softly, and lowered her voice to complain, "Clearly, just yesterday you wanted to be held and fed..."

Who really acts more like a child?

Jiang Shuyi took a bite of the cotton candy and fell silent.

Wen Yao shot her a glance with an expressionless face.

---

Before long, the two arrived in front of a Chinese restaurant recommended in the travel brochure.

The restaurant was beautifully decorated, with an antique charm.

With lattice windows and wooden chairs, and lanterns hanging from the ceiling, it looked very well thought out.

Jiang Shuyi looked around the restaurant and noticed a group of people had just sat down inside.

That group looked over at the two of them.

It was Song Jinxi, Zhou Jingtang, and a few other classmates.

Zhou Jingtang spotted them immediately and waved at them loudly through the glass.

"Miss Yi, class monitor, how come you two are together?"

Before Wen Yao and Jiang Shuyi could respond, he said, "Come over and sit with us."

Jiang Shuyi and Wen Yao exchanged glances and walked in together.

Jiang Shuyi looked at the round table and saw there were just a few spots left, so she chose a seat on the edge.

"Ah, Miss Yi, someone is already sitting next to me." Zhou Jingtang said, pointing to the school uniform jacket hanging on the chair.

Jiang Shuyi paused for a moment.

It seemed that person had gone to the restroom or somewhere similar.

So, Jiang Shuyi nodded and sat down a seat away, while Wen Yao coldly took a spot next to her.

Zhou Jingtang and Song Jinxi began to chat about their recent experiences.

At that moment, someone leisurely sat down next to Jiang Shuyi.

As soon as that person sat down, a sweet scent of oranges wafted over.

Jiang Shuyi was startled and looked up to see Yan Jingshu's face.

Yan Jingshu glanced at Jiang Shuyi and the Wen Yao beside her, then averted her gaze and pulled out a chair to sit down.

". . ." She adjusted her bangs in silence, not saying a word.

Before long, the dishes arrived at the table.

In the center was a freshly made lotus root soup, surrounded by non-spicy dishes.

Just as Jiang Shuyi picked up a bite of stir-fried vegetables, Yan Jingshu handed her bowl forward.

"Shuyi, can you serve me a bowl of soup? I can't reach it."

Wen Yao was quietly using her chopsticks to bring food to her mouth.

Jiang Shuyi looked around, a bit at a loss, and spotted Song Jinxi standing while ladling soup.

"Song Jinxi, since you're standing, could you help Yan Jingshu serve a bowl of soup?"

Jiang Shuyi placed Yan Jingshu's bowl on the table's rotating tray and turned it toward Song Jinxi.

Song Jinxi glanced at Yan Jingshu's expression and casually filled the bowl with soup before turning it back.

Seeing her soup bowl return, Yan Jingshu quietly took a sip of soup.

After a while, she said, "Jiang Shuyi, my birthday is coming up soon."

". . ." Jiang Shuyi had just picked up a piece of rib to eat and was momentarily caught off guard, responding a bit hurriedly, "Oh, really?"

"What are you planning to give me for my birthday this year?" Yan Jingshu looked at her with a hint of a smile.

Jiang Shuyi froze for a moment.

"Seeing your expression, it looks like you didn't even think about it. You're not prepared, are you?"

Yan Jingshu delicately picked up a napkin from the table to wipe her hands.

". . ." Jiang Shuyi, feeling a bit guilty, took a bite of rib.

"Clearly, I prepared a gift for you on your birthday, but when it's my birthday, you don't prepare anything for me?"

"You're really too much, Jiang Shuyi." Yan Jingshu blinked at her.

"As a friend, you should at least give me a gift in return, right?"

Jiang Shuyi sighed, feeling a bit of a headache. "I got it."

". . ."

Wen Yao quietly set her chopsticks aside, stood up, and walked to the back of the restaurant.

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Before long, their classmates at the table began discussing where they had gone yesterday.

Historical sites, or famous food streets, or renowned pastry shops.

Zhou Jingtang looked at Jiang Shuyi while talking, "Miss Yi, where did you go yesterday? You didn't come when we called you for dessert."

Jiang Shuyi was drinking soup when she suddenly remembered what happened yesterday. Her hand shook, and the soup spilled all over her.

She jumped up from her chair, burned by the hot soup.

Yan Jingshu watched as Jiang Shuyi got soup all over her hand and immediately stood up as well.

She quickly grabbed a bottle of cold water and poured it over Jiang Shuyi's hand.

Jiang Shuyi bit her lip from the heat.

Yan Jingshu checked Jiang Shuyi's hand, her brows furrowing with concern, "You... did you burn your fingers?"

"Ah, it's fine," Jiang Shuyi replied, surprised by Yan Jingshu's reaction. She wiggled her fingers, saying, "See?"

Yan Jingshu's expression seemed to finally relax.

"That's good." She quietly sat back down in her seat.

Jiang Shuyi glanced at the spilled soup in front of her and picked up a towel to wipe the stains off her clothes.

"I'll go to the restroom." Jiang Shuyi said her goodbyes and walked toward the restroom.

---

The restroom in this restaurant had a slightly antique decor.

However, the space was small and unisex.

Upon entering, Jiang Shuyi immediately smelled a fragrant incense with an ancient tone.

She walked in front of the mirror in the restroom and began to wipe her clothes.

"What are you doing?" A cold voice came from behind Jiang Shuyi.

Jiang Shuyi turned off the faucet and turned to see Wen Yao behind her.

She pointed at the stains on her clothes, "I accidentally spilled soup just now."

Wen Yao looked at the stains on her clothes and after a moment said, "You're so clumsy."

". . ." Jiang Shuyi felt a bit dissatisfied but didn't say anything.

Wen Yao looked at her helplessly trying to clean her clothes and sighed, crossing her arms.

"Take off your shirt." She slowly looked at Jiang Shuyi.

Her tone was an unyielding command.

". . ." Jiang Shuyi didn't know what to think, her face turning red as she looked at Wen Yao.

Wen Yao's gaze was cold, ". . ."

As if guessing what Jiang Shuyi was thinking, her tone was icy.

"Take off your sweater, don't get it dirty while cleaning."

"Oh, oh."

So that was what she meant...

Jiang Shuyi responded.

Jiang Shuyi grabbed the bottom of her sweater and pulled it up, easily taking it off.

The sweater, along with her shirt, rolled up, exposing her smooth, fair abdomen.

The well-defined belly button was exposed to the air.

Wen Yao looked at her, her fingers momentarily pausing in place.

Without saying a word, she crossed her arms and turned her gaze elsewhere.

Jiang Shuyi handed her the sweater after taking it off and adjusted her shirt.

Wen Yao carefully rinsed the stains, "You can get this messy just from drinking soup, it only shows you're not even as capable as a baby who needs to be held and fed."

". . ."

After a few seconds, Jiang Shuyi realized this was a retort aimed at her earlier comment about Wen Yao wanting to be "held and fed."

"... You really hold grudges."

Wen Yao turned on the faucet and didn't respond.

Jiang Shuyi understood now.

This Omega appeared to be indifferent about everything on the surface, but in reality, she could hold a grudge.

She kept everything written down in her little notebook, just waiting for the right moment to take revenge!

Before long, Wen Yao and Jiang Shuyi returned to their seats with the wet sweater in hand.

Yan Jingshu watched the two take their seats, her gaze lowering slightly.

---

After eating their meal, Jiang Shuyi and Wen Yao walked out of the restaurant.

As soon as Jiang Shuyi stepped outside, she felt the cold.

After all, she wasn't wearing a sweater, and even her shirt was slightly damp, making her feel like she was about to freeze in the wind.

"Achoo!" She wiped her nose.

Wen Yao glanced at her and lent her scarf, "Put this on."

Jiang Shuyi really felt quite cold and looked at Wen Yao, "Aren't you cold?"

"If you don't want it, then forget it." Wen Yao tried to retract her hand.

Without hesitation, Jiang Shuyi took the scarf and wrapped it around her neck.

"I want it, I want it, thank you, Teacher Wen."

"... No need to thank me."

--

The two of them returned to the bus one after the other.

Jiang Shuyi pulled out some clothes from her bag, put one on over her shirt, and carelessly stuffed the dirty sweater inside.

She turned around and found Wen Yao had already taken a window seat, so she followed and sat down next to her.

"Wen Yao," Jiang Shuyi called her name out of boredom.

Wen Yao didn't respond.

Jiang Shuyi, feeling a bit bored, reached out to touch the Omega's hair.

Wen Yao glanced at her from the corner of her eye and continued to read her book without any reaction.

Seeing that Wen Yao didn't say anything, Jiang Shuyi quietly began to play with her hair again.

". . ."

Wen Yao quietly turned a page of her book, still showing no reaction.

So, Jiang Shuyi grew bolder, holding onto her hair and playing with it freely.

Jiang Shuyi carefully gathered the hair hanging down on Wen Yao's right side and patiently braided it into a twist. Since Wen Yao was sitting by the window and couldn't reach the other side, Jiang Shuyi had to give up.

After braiding halfway, Jiang Shuyi poked Wen Yao's shoulder, signaling her to look at her handiwork.

Wen Yao glanced at her hair styled by Jiang Shuyi, tilted her head, and said, "I thought someone with your personality wouldn't braid hair."

"Don't underestimate me, even I sometimes want to change my mood and hairstyle."

"However, this hairstyle suits you very well." Jiang Shuyi smiled.

Although a twist braid can make someone look younger, on Wen Yao, it gave off a neighborly sister vibe.

Add a pair of glasses, and it would be perfect, Jiang Shuyi thought to herself.

Wen Yao looked at Jiang Shuyi but said nothing, continuing to read her book.

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