It was raining in Huan City today, causing the flight to arrive late at the airport.

They were originally scheduled to take an afternoon flight, but by the time they reached Huan City, it was already 10 o'clock.

Wen Yao watched as the plane slowly landed, feeling the sudden drop in temperature in Huan City.

Jiang Shuyi was still sleeping soundly beside her.

Her chin was resting on Wen Yao's shoulder, and with each breath she took, a slight vibration would pass to Wen Yao's shoulder.

Jiang Shuyi frowned in her sleep.

Although she often wore a frustrated expression, she rarely frowned.

Wen Yao reached out to smooth the furrow between Jiang Shuyi's brows. As if catching a whiff of roses, Jiang Shuyi drowsily opened her eyes.

"...Wen Yao."

"Jiang Shuyi, we've arrived at the airport." Wen Yao said, handing Jiang Shuyi her coat.

". . ." Jiang Shuyi felt like she had seen this scene before and slowly sat up to put on her coat.

As soon as they got off the plane, Jiang Shuyi felt as if she had stepped into a freezer.

It's no wonder the Song family prefers to celebrate the New Year in Haishi, compared to Haishi, the air in Huan City was bone-chilling.

Jiang Shuyi lazily wrapped her arms around Wen Yao.

As the two walked out of the cabin door, Jiang Shuyi quietly asked Wen Yao, "Wen Yao, can't we really sleep together...?"

Although Jiang Shuyi was considering introducing Wen Yao to her family, Wen Yao had warned her from the start not to do anything out of line in front of elders and insisted on sleeping separately at night.

In front of Song Jinxi and the others, Jiang Shuyi didn't dare openly hug Wen Yao, and since Wen Yao had asked her to be discreet when they got home, Jiang Shuyi felt a bit disheartened.

Was this something to be ashamed of?

Jiang Shuyi thought Tang Wenzhen and Jiang Haichao were open-minded people, and there shouldn't be a problem with them sleeping together.

But Wen Yao disagreed and refused, leaving Jiang Shuyi helpless.

"It's so cold."

Jiang Shuyi's chin rested on Wen Yao's shoulder, and she wrapped her arms around Wen Yao tightly like a large python coiling around its prey.

Even though it was nighttime, the airport was still bustling with noise and activity, with all kinds of people coming and going.

Jiang Shuyi felt that Wen Yao was soft to the touch, and she couldn't help but lean in and kiss Wen Yao's lips.

Wen Yao watched the passersby around them in silence, feeling Jiang Shuyi's breath on her face.

Wen Yao knew she was different from Jiang Shuyi.

Jiang Shuyi didn't care at all about doing such things in public, she wouldn't mind others' opinions because the emotions at that moment were irreplaceable. That's why Jiang Shuyi liked to express herself freely, whether through kisses, hugs, or words.

She would use her actions to convey her affection.

The kiss was brief.

Jiang Shuyi and Wen Yao's faces gently parted.

Kissing made them both feel happy.

In that emotional moment, for some reason, Wen Yao found herself drawing closer to Jiang Shuyi's face again, leaning in to kiss her once more.

This was still a very brief kiss, or perhaps any kind of kiss seemed brief to the two of them.

Their faces separated once again, and Jiang Shuyi let out a happy "Ah," looking very content.

"Wen Yao, why did you kiss me?"

". . ." Wen Yao fell silent.

While many people might think that if you want to kiss, you just kiss, that wasn't the issue here. It wasn't just about Jiang Shuyi kissing her, it was about the question of why she felt compelled to kiss back.

This wasn't a matter of politeness but of feelings, and the answer was actually quite simple.

Because she liked her.

"Why? Why?" Jiang Shuyi asked with a smile.

Lately, Jiang Shuyi had been trying all sorts of ways to coax that answer out of Wen Yao.

The answer was right at the tip of her tongue, but Wen Yao was stubborn, so she, as usual, continued to keep it to herself.

"Let's go."

Seeing Wen Yao's expression darken, Jiang Shuyi boldly hugged her and playfully nipped at Wen Yao's ear.

"There you go again." She bit her ear again, looking annoyed.

"What's the big deal about saying something to me?" Jiang Shuyi clung to Wen Yao, not letting her leave the airport.

Wen Yao gently patted Jiang Shuyi's arms that were wrapped around her, looking at her helplessly.

"Okay, enough, stop messing around. There are other people around."

Jiang Shuyi embraced Wen Yao, smiling brightly, "Then kiss me again, just a little longer..."

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The two of them opened the door together. After so many days away, the architectural style of the Jiang family was still as modern as ever.

As soon as they opened the door, a wave of warmth came from inside the room, making it seem like two different worlds compared to the outside.

Jiang Shuyi saw two familiar figures sitting in the living room as soon as she entered.

"Mom, Dad, I'm back—"

Jiang Shuyi tossed her bag aside and pulled Wen Yao into the living room.

". . ." Wen Yao greeted Tang Wenzhen and the man beside her, "Hello, Auntie, Uncle."

She was very different from Jiang Shuyi in terms of manners.

Tang Wenzhen, as usual, was looking at some reports in her hands. Upon seeing the two return, she nodded.

". . ." Jiang Haichao heard the sound and peeked out from behind the newspaper, looking at Wen Yao beside Jiang Shuyi.

Jiang Haichao was a fit man, looking to be in his forties.

His hair was a mix of black and gray, without any dye, and his face bore many wrinkles, but he didn't appear old, rather he exuded a refined air.

Perhaps it was the direction of the wrinkles on his face that made him look like he was smiling even when he wasn't, giving him a warm presence.

Jiang Haichao's eyes were very similar to Jiang Shuyi's. As soon as he saw Wen Yao and Jiang Shuyi, he nodded and smiled warmly, the wrinkles shifting with his smile.

"You're here."

"Have you had dinner yet?" he asked next.

Wen Yao didn't say anything, so Jiang Shuyi nodded and started talking non-stop. "We ate, there were meals on the plane—"

"I see, then have some fruit." Jiang Haichao said, reaching over to grab a plate of strawberries and placing it in front of Wen Yao, a bit farther away from Jiang Shuyi.

"These strawberries are really good."

"Thank you, Uncle." Wen Yao politely thanked him.

Jiang Shuyi glanced at Jiang Haichao and reached for the strawberries in front of Wen Yao.

Tang Wenzhen looked at Jiang Shuyi, frowning. "Jiang Shuyi."

". . ." Jiang Shuyi slowly retracted her hand, "What's wrong, Mom?"

Tang Wenzhen glanced at the luggage Jiang Shuyi had tossed at the entrance. "You need to unpack your bag, take out anything that needs washing, and throw away what needs to be tossed."

Jiang Shuyi was a bit unwilling.

She was tired and just wanted to eat strawberries.

"The kids have been sitting on the plane for a long time, let them rest first." Jiang Haichao said.

Just as Jiang Shuyi was about to agree with Jiang Haichao, Tang Wenzhen shot Jiang Haichao a look.

". . ." Jiang Haichao, seeing Tang Wenzhen's expression, coughed discreetly, straightened his back, and began directing Jiang Shuyi, "Listen to your mom, hurry up and tidy up."

Jiang Shuyi could only obediently stand up, walk to the door, and sling her bag over her shoulder.

Carrying her bag, she went upstairs. Wen Yao looked like she wanted to help, but Tang Wenzhen stopped her, "Let her do it by herself."

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Jiang Shuyi felt that Tang Wenzhen was being a bit biased, but she didn't say anything.

After she finished packing, as she reached the top of the stairs, she heard Wen Yao talking with her parents downstairs.

Jiang Haichao looked at Wen Yao, "Are you also from Huan City?"

"Yes." Wen Yao nodded quietly.

"Oh, do you live with your parents?"

Hearing this, Jiang Shuyi quickly rushed down the stairs.

Wen Yao's expression didn't change, she paused for a moment, then said, "They used to live with me."

"Used to?" Jiang Haichao raised his eyebrows, a little puzzled, "So you don't live together now?"

Wen Yao sat up straight, showing no signs of hiding her feelings. "My mother passed away."

"Oh," Jiang Haichao seemed at a loss for words. After a few seconds of silence, he tried to change the subject. "What about your father?"

Jiang Shuyi vigorously shook her head at Jiang Haichao, but he clearly didn't see Jiang Shuyi's expression.

Wen Yao stared quietly at the strawberries in front of her and said, word by word:

"I lived with my father until I was in my first year of high school. Later, he left alone, and now I'm the only one left."

Jiang Haichao fell silent.

Tang Wenzhen reached out and patted Wen Yao's shoulder,

"Tomorrow morning we'll go to Grandpa's house together. We need to get up early. You two have been on the plane for so long, so you should wash up and get some rest..."

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