「 ✦ Extra 4 ✦ 」

"I didn't sleep well." Jiang Shuyi muttered to her phone.

"Is that so?"

Wen Yao thought that given Jiang Shuyi's habit of falling asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow, this situation shouldn't occur.

"It's just that my hand feels empty in this position, and it's uncomfortable to turn over..."

Jiang Shuyi gestured, "Are you not used to it either?"

Wen Yao's gaze shifted slightly. "Mm."

Wen Yao had gone to the conference with Professor Yuan.

Last year, the conference was held in Beijing, and Wen Yao could go home every day. This year, however, it was in Cuba.

Cuba.

Just the thought of it made Jiang Shuyi very upset.

A place eighteen thousand miles away from Beijing.

Now, not only were they not living together, but due to the time difference, they had to find opportunities just to make a phone call.

Wen Yao had something else she wanted to say when Jiang Shuyi suddenly said, "I miss you so much."

Wen Yao's hand paused for a moment, then she quietly looked at the screen.

"I'll be back after next week."

"Wen, I've organized the materials."

Someone behind Wen Yao greeted her in English.

Wen Yao responded, "I understand, thank you."

Jiang Shuyi kept staring at the person walking away behind Wen Yao, her eyes nearly piercing through the screen. "...Who was that person who just greeted you?"

"One of the professors' students attending the conference."

"You went to get coffee together?" Jiang Shuyi's tone was both aggrieved and sour.

She was observant, able to tell from such a distance that the coffee in front of Wen Yao was the same as the one held by the person who had just hurried past.

Wen Yao calmly glanced at the mass-produced coffee cups in the café downstairs and replied expressionlessly, "This is what the professor just treated everyone to, everyone has one."

Jiang Shuyi's expression brightened as if she had been refreshed. "Oh, I see."

Wen Yao found it amusing to see the change in her expression.

After a while, Jiang Shuyi coughed lightly into her phone. "What about you?"

"What are you asking?"

Jiang Shuyi gazed directly at Wen Yao on the video call. "Do you miss me?"

Wen Yao paused for a moment, looking at Jiang Shuyi in the video as if she was nonchalant, "Mm."

Jiang Shuyi was about to say something when someone on the other side of the glass door urged, "Jiang Shuyi, the event is about to end."

"He's calling you." Wen Yao reminded her.

"I heard." Jiang Shuyi sighed, reluctant to hang up the phone.

"You're not at home?"

Wen Yao had noticed this earlier, Jiang Shuyi usually called her from home, but today the background was different.

"The company is having a year-end event, and we just started a raffle." Jiang Shuyi explained.

After Jiang Shuyi entered her senior year in college, she joined her family's company and now works in the operations department.

Because she had foresight and good judgment regarding company matters, along with her straightforward personality, she easily gained the trust of clients. Recently, she had achieved good results and secured several contracts.

Jiang Shuyi glanced behind her, the event was about to end soon.

"You should go back first." Wen Yao said.

Jiang Shuyi reluctantly began to remind her, "Make sure to check the messages I send you."

"Mm."

As the screen went black, Wen Yao looked up and saw that it was raining outside.

Someone outside called for her to continue the meeting. She silently organized her desk, pinned her name badge to her chest, and quietly walked over.

—"I miss you so much."

After taking a few steps, Wen Yao felt Jiang Shuyi's voice echoing in her ears.

---

The conference had been going on for several days and was now nearing its end. Each group was discussing their final summaries.

During a break in the meeting, Wen Yao stepped out of the conference room to check her phone.

She hadn't received any messages from Jiang Shuyi today.

Normally, Jiang Shuyi would send her several photos, even if a piece of toast dropped on the floor, along with a few comments that took longer to write than cleaning up the jam. But today, nothing had come through.

". . ."

In the evening, Wen Yao checked her phone several more times but still didn't see any messages from Jiang Shuyi.

The conversation had stalled on the trivial matters Jiang Shuyi had shared yesterday.

". . ." Wen Yao pursed her lips, sending a message to Jiang Shuyi.

Jiang Shuyi didn't reply.

As the meeting continued, Wen Yao turned off her phone and continued with the meeting.

After the meeting ended, two hours had passed, and Wen Yao decided to call Jiang Shuyi directly.

No one answered the phone, and the prompt that came through was that the phone was switched off.

Wen Yao picked up her bag and headed towards the hotel.

"Wen, are you going back? Let's go together." Michelle said, watching Wen Yao's actions.

Michelle was a French woman with healthy, sun-kissed skin and appeared to be a very friendly Alpha.

Wen Yao glanced at her phone and nodded absentmindedly.

On the way, Michelle kept complaining about issues with her thesis samples, while Wen Yao responded half-heartedly, her mind elsewhere.

Before she knew it, the elevator had reached their floor.

"Well, Wen, see you tomorrow." Michelle said goodbye and turned towards her room.

Wen Yao snapped back to reality and replied, "Mm, see you tomorrow."

Wen Yao took out her room card from her pocket.

Before she reached her room door, she saw someone leaning against it.

Wen Yao froze for a moment, putting her phone back in her pocket.

"Jiang Shuyi."

Jiang Shuyi, leaning against the door, seemed to have noticed Wen Yao and Michelle when they got off the elevator earlier. She had her hands in her pockets, her lips pursed like a woodpecker.

"How come you came back with that person?"

"Our conference booked the same hotel, all students and professors are staying here. I couldn't just let her take a detour somewhere else."

As Wen Yao spoke, she took out her room key to unlock the door.

"How did you find this place?" Wen Yao asked.

"The room registration form has your details."

Wen Yao fell silent.

Jiang Shuyi glanced at Wen Yao. She had wanted to surprise her but didn't see the expression she had imagined on Wen Yao's face, making her feel like she had messed up.

She followed Wen Yao like a child who had made a mistake and cautiously asked, "Are you angry?"

Wen Yao didn't answer as the door unlocked automatically. "Why is your phone off?"

". . ." Jiang Shuyi looked at her phone and realized it was a black screen. "Oh, I took a taxi here right after getting off the plane and forgot to turn it on."

She hurriedly pressed the power button.

—Forgot to turn it on.

Wen Yao pinched the bridge of her nose, entered the room, and said, "Don't be so careless next time."

Her tone was somewhat cold.

Jiang Shuyi could tell that Wen Yao was speaking in a reprimanding tone, and she slumped her shoulders slightly in disappointment.

"Are you not happy that I'm here?"

Following Wen Yao into the room, she reached out to turn on the light.

Just as her hand was about to reach the light switch, a scent of roses wafted over.

Smelling the pheromones she hadn't sensed in a long time, Jiang Shuyi couldn't help but pause in her movements.

Wen Yao hugged her from behind.

Wen Yao buried her head in Jiang Shuyi's shoulder, her soft fingers tracing Jiang Shuyi's waist.

"I'm happy."

Feeling the warm breath on her back, Jiang Shuyi heard Wen Yao's voice softly in her ear.

Jiang Shuyi felt momentarily frozen, unable to resist turning around to embrace Wen Yao.

The air conditioning in the room hummed softly.

As they embraced, they undid each other's collars. Jiang Shuyi leaned in and kissed Wen Yao's lips, pressing her against the door.

"Did you miss me?"

Wen Yao, without resisting, wrapped her arms around Jiang Shuyi's neck. "Mm."

"Did you think of me here too?"

". . ."

Wen Yao seemed to scold her with her silence.

Jiang Shuyi smiled and lifted Wen Yao's waist, gently kissing her cheek. "I missed you too."

Wen Yao closed her eyes for a moment, slowly exhaling as if she were walking through a field of lemon balm.

---

Late into the night, Wen Yao tossed her hair aside.

"It's so hot."

It felt as if the air conditioning wasn't working at all, it was unbearably warm.

The room was filled with the clothes they had hastily discarded.

They had moved from the door to the bathroom and then from the bathroom to the bed, feeling no fatigue whatsoever.

"Shall we take a shower later?" Jiang Shuyi asked.

Wen Yao exhaled, her eyes scanning the clock. "Do you have work tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow is the weekend, I don't work." Jiang Shuyi said smugly, swinging her legs.

". . ." Wen Yao was taken aback.

Since arriving, she had been following the dates on the calendar, attending presentations and public experiments every day, completely forgetting that it was already the weekend.

Wen Yao's eyelashes drooped lightly, her fingers weakly tugging at the bedsheets, "So you're going back on Sunday?"

Jiang Shuyi felt that Wen Yao's tone seemed a bit low, and she couldn't help but laugh. "Ahem, Professor Wen is going to miss me, huh?"

Jiang Shuyi playfully pulled her into an embrace.

Wen Yao remained silent.

"Do you want me to stay?" Jiang Shuyi teased, tickling Wen Yao's waist.

Wen Yao exhaled, her fingers trailing from Jiang Shuyi's back to her shoulder, feeling her body soften again. "...Stop it."

"Then how long do you want me to stay?" Jiang Shuyi asked playfully, leaning close to her ear.

Wen Yao turned her head away, not responding.

"Do you want me to keep you company all the time?" Jiang Shuyi leaned in closer.

"Wen Yao." In the dark, Wen Yao wrapped her arms around Jiang Shuyi's neck, the scent of roses suddenly filling her nostrils.

"Mm?" Jiang Shuyi replied, a bit enchanted.

"Continue..." Wen Yao kissed Jiang Shuyi's chin.

Jiang Shuyi chuckled softly, pulling Wen Yao down with her. She looked at Wen Yao and said with a quiet laugh, "You really enjoy this, don't you?"

"...I don't."

Jiang Shuyi noticed Wen Yao's slightly flushed ears and gently bit her ear.

Wen Yao closed her eyes, slightly turning her head.

Jiang Shuyi leaned in close to Wen Yao's ear and whispered, "Don't like it? Then why did you tell me to continue?"

Wen Yao seemed to signal her to stop asking, covering her eyes with her arm. Her ears were even redder now, as if they might start bleeding.

But Jiang Shuyi didn't stop questioning her, "Do you like it or not?"

After a long pause, Wen Yao looked at Jiang Shuyi and finally nodded helplessly.

Having been with Jiang Shuyi for a long time, she had become familiar with this person's body, recognizing the contours and shapes of her back just by touch, yet she never felt tired of it.

She wanted to continue like this endlessly, embracing constantly, kissing continuously, until it felt as if they could no longer tell each other apart.

Like butter melting under her lover's warmth, releasing a scent of roses.

This feeling was something she couldn't possibly dislike.

Wen Yao lifted her head slightly and kissed Jiang Shuyi's chin. "I like it."

Feeling a warmth in her heart, Jiang Shuyi embraced her again.

---

Morning arrived as usual.

In her dreams, Jiang Shuyi seemed to hear the sound of the shower being turned off. She turned over and found herself lying in the hotel bed.

The air conditioning in the room emitted a steady hum.

Cuba, with its tropical rainforest climate, is perpetually warm, much hotter than the winter temperatures back home. Even the morning sunlight is unusually dazzling.

Even with a thick curtain, one could still see the bright sunlight filtering through the cracks, feeling the heat outside the window.

The dim light in the bathroom cast shadows on the floor as Jiang Shuyi heard the sound of fabric rustling.

"....Wen Yao." Jiang Shuyi's voice sounded lazy.

"Awake?" Wen Yao's quiet voice came.

It seemed like she had just finished showering, standing not far away as she took off her bathrobe.

The warm, yellowish light illuminated her waist, creating beautiful shadows, and some marks from Jiang Shuyi were still visible on her shoulders and neck.

Jiang Shuyi watched her back, a bit entranced, and replied, "I'm awake."

Wen Yao took a white shirt from the hanger, meticulously buttoning it up, as if each button had to be perfectly aligned, covering those marks perfectly in the end, leaving Jiang Shuyi with a tinge of regret.

After buttoning her shirt, Wen Yao pulled back the curtains.

The sunlight gradually filled the room, and the brilliant light made Jiang Shuyi squint.

Wen Yao took out a pair of black stockings and quietly sat on the edge of the bed, which sank slightly under her weight.

Jiang Shuyi leaned forward, watching as Wen Yao slowly pulled the black stockings over her toes, past her left ankle, and then gliding over her calf.

As Jiang Shuyi watched, she couldn't help but stretch out her foot and poke Wen Yao's calf with her toes.

Wen Yao glanced at Jiang Shuyi.

Jiang Shuyi smiled and pulled her foot back, wriggling under the covers and suddenly throwing the blanket over Wen Yao.

Feeling the weight on her back due to Jiang Shuyi's gesture, Wen Yao turned slightly.

Jiang Shuyi, wrapped in the blanket like a big caterpillar, wiggled towards her, "Are you really awake this early? Don't you want to sleep a bit more?"

Wen Yao shook her head, "The seminar starts at ten."

Jiang Shuyi glanced at the digital clock on the bedside. "Isn't there still two hours?"

The big caterpillar wrapped in the blanket embraced Wen Yao, pulling her deeper into the covers.

Wen Yao didn't resist and fell back onto the bed with her. She turned to Jiang Shuyi. "I need to go check the equipment before nine-thirty."

Jiang Shuyi leaned against Wen Yao's shoulder, lazily intertwining her fingers with Wen Yao's. "But I want to have lunch with you."

Wen Yao looked at Jiang Shuyi, paused for a moment, then gently tucked Jiang Shuyi's hair behind her ear. "Wait for me at the entrance of the research center at noon."

"Okay." Jiang Shuyi smiled and kissed her, then wrapped her up in the blanket, Her feet gently pressed against Wen Yao's.

"Can we do something else now?"

Wen Yao shot her a glance. "Not right now."

Jiang Shuyi squinted, reached out, and hugged Wen Yao. "Let me hold you for a while."

Wen Yao seemed to agree and didn't get up, continuing to lie next to Jiang Shuyi. Jiang Shuyi couldn't resist and enveloped Wen Yao like a big dog, pulling her into the blanket.

Wen Yao lightly swatted Jiang Shuyi's hand, as if signaling her to stop playing around.

Jiang Shuyi looked at her with a smile.

"Wen Yao, I really like you."

"Mm."

Wen Yao nestled in Jiang Shuyi's arms, feeling a wave of happiness in her heart.

The two of them stayed like that, just hugging and not doing anything for a while. Jiang Shuyi wrapped her arms around Wen Yao's waist, playing with her fingers. Wen Yao closed her eyes, letting Jiang Shuyi play with her hand.

"Wen Yao," Jiang Shuyi called her name again.

"Mm?"

"This is for you."

Jiang Shuyi said as she slipped a ring onto Wen Yao's ring finger.

Wen Yao paused for a moment.

"It's an engagement ring. I took a long time to choose it," Jiang Shuyi continued. "I know you gave me a ring, but it seems I haven't proposed yet."

Jiang Shuyi cleared her throat, looking somewhat serious. "Let's get married?"

". . ." Wen Yao looked at Jiang Shuyi, not saying anything.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Jiang Shuyi observed Wen Yao's silence and poked her in the armpit. "Are you going to say yes or not?"

Wen Yao turned slightly, feeling ticklish and dodging her hand.

"Will you say yes?" But Jiang Shuyi persisted, tickling her again. "Will you say yes or not?"

Wen Yao buried her face in Jiang Shuyi's chest, unable to hold back her laughter due to the tickling.

Her shoulder trembled with laughter, brushing against Jiang Shuyi's shoulder, and finally, as if pretending to be angry, she lightly punched Jiang Shuyi.

Jiang Shuyi smiled at her expression.

"If you agree, I'll stop."

Wen Yao rested her head on Jiang Shuyi's shoulder, her body gently rising and falling.

"Okay." Wen Yao's voice still carried the laughter from before.

Upon hearing the answer, Jiang Shuyi couldn't help but blink in surprise. "Really?"

"Mm."

Unable to contain her excitement, Jiang Shuyi couldn't help but kiss Wen Yao passionately.

Wen Yao closed her eyes, smiling as she returned the kiss.

The sunlight outside harmonized with the room, painting the world in a beautiful golden hue.

The dazzling sunlight made their hearts burn with warmth.

They held each other tightly, lost in golden happiness.

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