The clock's hands moved slowly, and Wen Yao's gaze settled on Jiang Shuyi's pen.

Jiang Shuyi couldn't help but feel that Wen Yao probably wouldn't agree to her request.

She guessed that asking to go out to watch a movie on Christmas would likely be dismissed by Wen Yao as a waste of time.

Jiang Shuyi, feeling a bit bored, rested her head on the table and puffed out her cheeks, saying, "I really want to sleep..."

". . . " Wen Yao looked at her in silence for a moment, and before long, Jiang Shuyi heard a cold voice say,

"Okay."

Jiang Shuyi turned her head in confirmation, "Really?"

She looked at the Omega sitting next to her.

Wen Yao quietly flipped through the book in front of her, looking very aloof.

"If you can do the problems according to my requirements for the next few days, I can accompany you to watch a movie."

She glanced at Jiang Shuyi and then formally stated her conditions.

Jiang Shuyi was about to agree when Wen Yao added another requirement, "Don't hit the snooze button in the morning."

"You take at least ten minutes to open your eyes after the alarm goes off."

"Please change this habit." Wen Yao's voice was sharp.

"Isn't it normal for everyone to procrastinate for ten minutes when getting up so early?" Jiang Shuyi complained softly.

Wen Yao lowered her gaze, "I usually get up half an hour earlier than you."

". . ."

After a few minutes, Jiang Shuyi sighed in compromise, "I got it."

"Then let's continue with question ten..." Wen Yao gently patted Jiang Shuyi's head.

Jiang Shuyi felt wronged and sighed inwardly again.

---

Christmas arrived as scheduled.

Jiang Shuyi felt a bit suffocated.

Who would have thought that just two hours before going out to watch a movie, she was still at home furiously writing papers?

If Song Jinxi and the others heard about this, they would probably laugh at her.

Jiang Shuyi simply took off her loungewear and tossed it into the laundry basket.

She casually took out her underwear from the wardrobe and chose a brown outfit paired with a white sweater underneath.

After changing, Jiang Shuyi walked to the bathroom mirror and turned on the faucet to wash her face.

In the mirror, her lips looked a bit dry.

Jiang Shuyi touched her lips and took out her lip balm from behind the mirror.

"Jiang Shuyi, are you ready?"

At that moment, Wen Yao walked to the bathroom door.

Jiang Shuyi was quietly applying lip balm in front of the mirror.

Wen Yao paused for a moment, looking at Jiang Shuyi applying lip balm in front of the mirror.

Jiang Shuyi glanced back at her through the mirror.

Today, Wen Yao wore a beige V-neck sweater and a soft long skirt that matched well, topped with a short white wool coat.

She had her hair up today, looking very fresh and gentle, with the V-neck revealing her beautiful shoulder and neck line, and a delicate mole prominently displayed.

Jiang Shuyi came back to her senses, "Wait a minute, I'll be out as soon as I'm done applying lip balm."

"Lips tend to get dry in winter."

Wen Yao said with a tone that suggested she was about to leave.

"I'll wait for you at the door."

"Wen Yao," Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao in the mirror and pulled her hand back, "Your lips seem a bit cracked too."

"I'll help you put on some lip balm."

Wen Yao looked at the hand that was being held and, without refusing, walked in front of Jiang Shuyi.

Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao standing in front of her and gently held Wen Yao's chin with her left hand.

With her right hand holding the lip balm, she slowly applied it to Wen Yao's lips.

Jiang Shuyi squinted her eyes slightly.

Her expression wasn't very serious, she looked somewhat relaxed and at ease.

As a high school student, Wen Yao rarely used cosmetics.

The refreshing scent of lemon balm wrapped around Wen Yao as she looked up into Jiang Shuyi's eyes.

—She seemed to be quite good at makeup.

—Very good at helping others with makeup.

The lip balm made a delicate sound as it glided over Wen Yao's lips.

Wen Yao leaned against the sink, her throat slightly moving.

She looked into Jiang Shuyi's eyes, and at some point, her hand gently rested on the side of the sink, using her strength to support her body.

If she didn't do this, it felt like her body would slide down...

". . ."

Wen Yao's peripheral vision caught a glimpse of herself and Jiang Shuyi in the mirror, and then she subtly averted her gaze.

Jiang Shuyi carefully outlined the shape and then gently wiped away the excess lip balm from the corner of Wen Yao's lips with her fingertip.

"That's it."

"Your lip color is already very nice, just applying lip balm makes it look even better."

"Really?"

"You seem to be quite good at makeup."

Wen Yao quietly turned on the faucet, as if to casually express her thoughts.

The sound of water echoed in the bathroom.

Jiang Shuyi glanced at the lip balm she had just wiped off, "I actually do my makeup occasionally."

"These are all basic skills, if you learn, you'll definitely be better than me."

"But I've never done anyone else's makeup, you're the first person I've helped with lip balm."

Jiang Shuyi smiled.

Wen Yao turned off the faucet, calmly shook the water off her hands, and tidied her hair.

"Like this."

The water on her fingers slowly slid down to the mole on her neck, adding a hint of moisture to it.

Jiang Shuyi silently watched the droplet on Wen Yao's neck.

Wen Yao turned her head, "Shall we go? Didn't you say you wanted to watch a movie?"

Jiang Shuyi nodded repeatedly, her ears reddening, as she tucked her hands into the pockets of her coat. "Oh, okay, let's go."

". . ."

---

The cinema they went to was a well-known old cinema located on Central Street in Huan City.

The area around the cinema still retained the red brick roads and kerosene lamp-shaped streetlights from the last century.

There was no place more filled with the Christmas spirit than here.

Golden streetlights lit up one after another, and in the center of the square across from the cinema stood a giant Christmas tree.

Jiang Shuyi and Wen Yao walked under the streetlights.

They were both good-looking and quite eye-catching.

Walking side by side like this often attracted the attention of others.

---

They casually chose a movie.

In fact, there were many movies to choose from in the cinema during Christmas.

However, for Jiang Shuyi, who had come from another time, these movies were all old films.

Although she wasn't a seasoned movie fan, she had heard of some well-received ones, so she chose the highest-rated movie.

The story of this movie was very simple.

So simple that it was obvious, somewhat plain.

But the director had clearly put a lot of thought into it, with unique framing and shooting techniques, sometimes a single line or an expression from the lead could evoke soft emotions in people.

Jiang Shuyi couldn't help but tear up before the film was even halfway through.

She glanced curiously at Wen Yao.

Under the glow of the movie screen, Wen Yao's face was illuminated by white light.

Wen Yao did not cry.

Her expression was calm, as if she were watching a philosophical paper rather than a movie, showing no signs of emotional turmoil.

Seemingly noticing Jiang Shuyi's gaze, Wen Yao turned to her with a cold tone,

"Wipe your nose."

She looked at Jiang Shuyi's tear-streaked face and handed her a tissue.

Jiang Shuyi took the tissue, feeling no shame in being seen crying, openly watching the movie while crying.

---

After the movie, the two of them walked out of the screening room.

Behind them followed many people, almost all of whom had red eyes.

Jiang Shuyi glanced at the silent Wen Yao, feeling a bit uneasy,

"Wen Yao... was this movie boring for you?"

". . ." Wen Yao paused for a moment.

She quietly walked beside Jiang Shuyi, and after a while, she looked at the people around them who seemed to be crying, lowering her gaze and saying:

"I just feel that I might be a bit indifferent."

Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao, whose eyelashes were lowered, and then glanced at the people around them. She patted Wen Yao's shoulder,

"No, you're not indifferent."

"Crying or not crying during a movie doesn't determine whether a person is cold-hearted."

She pulled Wen Yao forward a few steps,

"Although most people like to laugh at funny parts and cry at touching parts."

"But I believe not everyone's emotions have to be expressed in the same way."

"Not crying or laughing doesn't mean you're heartless."

"Nor does it mean you're lacking in anything." Jiang Shuyi held Wen Yao's hands with both of hers.

"You have your own passion, you just don't express it."

Jiang Shuyi smiled, "Right?"

"Why are your hands always so cold?"

Jiang Shuyi quietly tucked Wen Yao's hand into her coat pocket and sighed.

---

As they walked hand in hand down the avenue, the sky had turned very dark.

The city's lights and the neon decorations lights lit up for Christmas almost ignited the sky.

There were always many people of all kinds coming and going on the roadside, and not far away, someone was singing Christmas songs.

Jiang Shuyi and Wen Yao walked shoulder to shoulder.

"It seems there won't be a white Christmas this year."

Jiang Shuyi glanced at Wen Yao's hand in her pocket, "Shall we have dinner before going home?"

Jiang Shuyi was a bit reluctant to go back right after the movie.

Wen Yao did not object.

"By the way, this place should be very close to your middle school, right?" Jiang Shuyi asked.

Wen Yao nodded.

"Have you been to this restaurant before?"

Jiang Shuyi led Wen Yao to a nearby famous Cantonese restaurant.

Jiang Shuyi knew that the roast suckling pig here was delicious.

Wen Yao nodded, "I've been here a few times."

"Then let's eat here today?"

The staff in the restaurant was about to take them upstairs when they heard someone behind them calling out to Wen Yao.

"...Wen Yao?"

A familiar male voice sounded from behind them.

Jiang Shuyi turned her head to look in the direction of the voice.

Xiao Jiayu stood at the entrance of the restaurant, looking quite charming as he smiled,

"What a coincidence, I was just talking about you with Teacher Liu."

Wen Yao was taken aback for a moment, "...Teacher Liu."

A kind-looking woman, around forty years old, followed Xiao Jiayu inside. She smiled when she saw Wen Yao,

"Wen Yao, what a coincidence! Would you like to join us for a meal?"

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