Wen Yao quietly walked to her room, calmly looking at Jiang Shuyi.
"So what?"
"What do you mean 'so what'? You make it sound like you have a better relationship with my dad..." Jiang Shuyi puffed out her cheeks.
"You're mine, yet I never called you that. How could you let him call you that first..."
Jiang Shuyi stood at Wen Yao's door, lowly complaining.
"I'm jealous."
Wen Yao looked at her without speaking, as usual, crossing her arms and remaining unfazed.
She knew that Jiang Shuyi often seized on strange points to take advantage of the situation.
Seeing Wen Yao's reaction, Jiang Shuyi emphasized again, raising her chin, and said matter-of-factly:
"I want to call you 'Yao Yao' too."
"...Is that really necessary?"
Wen Yao slightly frowned, looking like she didn't really like the nickname.
"Yes, it sounds more intimate that way."
Jiang Shuyi insisted quietly.
"Really?" Wen Yao didn't think so.
Jiang Shuyi took Wen Yao's hand and cleared her throat:
"Well, you can call me 'Shuyi' like my dad and the others do."
Wen Yao slightly turned her neck, tilting her head to look at Jiang Shuyi expressionlessly.
"Oh, you mean like Yan Jingshu calls you 'Shuyi'?"
Wen Yao's voice was devoid of emotion, sounding even colder than usual.
As soon as Yan Jingshu's name was mentioned, Jiang Shuyi instinctively shrank her neck.
"Does Yan Jingshu call me 'Shuyi'?"
—Ah? When was the last time I talked to Yan Jingshu? How did she call me?
Jiang Shuyi quietly pondered, glancing at Wen Yao. Her faulty memory couldn't recall how Yan Jingshu addressed her, she couldn't even remember the content of their conversation.
"I thought she called me 'Jiang Shuyi'..."
But if Wen Yao said it, then it must be true...
"Wen Yao... It's been a long time since I spoke to Yan Jingshu. How do you remember it so clearly?"
Thinking about it, Jiang Shuyi slowly lifted her head.
Jiang Shuyi quietly sorted through her thoughts and voiced her doubts.
Wen Yao didn't respond, her brow didn't even twitch. She pulled her door open, feeling around to turn on the light. "Discussing this is pointless."
"I'm going to rest now. Goodnight."
—It was clearly Wen Yao who brought it up first, how is it now pointless?
Jiang Shuyi was taken aback and suddenly realized.
"Cough, Wen Yao."
Jiang Shuyi pursed her lips, looking at Wen Yao as if she was smiling mischievously.
"You're jealous."
She reached out and wrapped her arms around Wen Yao's waist, pulling her against the door of the room and stating her conclusion word by word:
"You're jealous of Yan Jingshu."
"I'm not." Wen Yao maintained a straight face and denied each word.
Jiang Shuyi's smug smile was quite annoying.
"I don't believe you." Jiang Shuyi said, leaning closer to Wen Yao's ear after a moment, her tone very certain. "You're lying, you are jealous."
"Wen Yao, you're so cute." Jiang Shuyi murmured.
". . ." Wen Yao didn't respond.
Seeing that it was best to stop before she upset Wen Yao, Jiang Shuyi decided not to push further, knowing it would only backfire on her.
"Then I won't call you 'Yao Yao' anymore. How about calling you 'Baby' instead?"
—...Baby?
This term was rarely used in Wen Yao's life, it was a word she knew but had never used. She didn't understand how Jiang Shuyi had come up with it.
Jiang Shuyi tucked Wen Yao's hair behind her ear and gently kissed the mole on her neck.
In a voice only the two of them could hear, she said, "When I was little, my mom used to call me that."
Wen Yao couldn't imagine Tang Wenzhen calling Jiang Shuyi like that.
Jiang Shuyi smiled, "Now nobody calls me that anymore."
"Baby." Jiang Shuyi looked into Wen Yao's eyes like a big dog awaiting its owner, calling her again.
Whether embarrassed or disliking the term, Wen Yao slightly furrowed her brows.
The one being called felt embarrassed and found it somewhat grating, but the caller didn't perceive it that way at all.
"Baby, baby..."
"Baby."
Jiang Shuyi called out many times, her voice never losing its charm, as if she was teasing to gauge Wen Yao's reaction.
"Why don't you respond," Jiang Shuyi hugged Wen Yao, leaning on her shoulder, "Baby..."
Wen Yao felt Jiang Shuyi's arms tighten around her from behind, and the feeling of Jiang Shuyi's hair brushing against her neck made her slightly uncomfortable, so she turned her head away.
In the darkness, Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao and felt warmth in her heart.
She pressed Wen Yao against the door, reaching out to secure the lock...
Wen Yao silently glanced at the locked door.
Jiang Shuyi didn't speak further, she looked into Wen Yao's eyes, gently pinching her earlobe.
". . ."
Wen Yao felt Jiang Shuyi's fingertips slowly tracing her face, as if confirming her features, lightly gliding before finally kissing her.
The warmth of her fingertips stirred emotions, and Wen Yao slowly responded to Jiang Shuyi's kiss while leaning against the door.
Jiang Shuyi took hold of Wen Yao's fingers and pulled her into her embrace, her familiar breath rising and falling against Wen Yao's neck.
Wen Yao heard Jiang Shuyi giggling like a mischievous child in her ear.
Jiang Shuyi was clearly becoming more bold.
"Jiang Shuyi, tone it down a bit." Wen Yao reached out to press down on Jiang Shuyi's hand, which was about to tug at her clothes.
Sometimes, Jiang Shuyi truly acted like an overenthusiastic large animal, always licking and biting, regardless of the time or place.
"Go back to your own room." Wen Yao said in the darkness, removing Jiang Shuyi's hand from her waist.
". . ." Jiang Shuyi didn't respond.
Wen Yao shot her a stern look.
She gestured that Jiang Shuyi's parents and grandfather were here, and such things were out of the question, not to be considered at all.
However, just as she pulled Jiang Shuyi's wrist away, Jiang Shuyi's other hand wrapped around her again.
Sometimes, Wen Yao felt that Jiang Shuyi was just like a child in a supermarket who couldn't move on after spotting their favorite snack, throwing a tantrum.
But she also had ways to deal with her.
"I'll give you three seconds, Jiang Shuyi." Wen Yao's tone was calm and composed.
Jiang Shuyi began to quietly complain, making a whimpering sound in her throat.
"Why do you always use this to threaten me?"
"One..."
"They clearly live on the first floor."
"Two..."
". . ."
Jiang Shuyi looked at her with a pitiful expression, grumbling, but obediently released her hand.
This method was indeed quite effective with Jiang Shuyi.
"I don't like this counting..."
". . ." Wen Yao didn't respond, reaching out to turn on the room light and pick up her pajamas.
Seeing Wen Yao's actions, Jiang Shuyi hurried back to her room and grabbed her pajamas, walking back in.
"Baby, are you going to take a shower? Can I help you wash your hair?"
"Baby." She looked at Wen Yao and playfully called out again.
Wen Yao glanced at the door that Jiang Shuyi had just locked, slightly furrowing her brows.
"Don't worry."
"I won't do anything to you."
"Really, really." Jiang Shuyi emphasized.
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To the average person, Jiang Shuyi and Wen Yao's shared bathroom seemed quite spacious.
However, this bathroom was originally designed for one person to bathe, so the bathtub was not particularly large. If two people entered together, it would feel a bit cramped.
Yet in this small bathtub, the two of them were pressed a bit closer.
The warm water enveloped their bodies, as if driving away the winter chill.
Jiang Shuyi held Wen Yao, seemingly addicted to it, softly calling her "Baby" over and over again.
Jiang Shuyi seemed unbothered by any sense of shyness.
Wen Yao didn't stop her.
Perhaps it was because she was tired, or maybe after getting used to the term, it didn't sound so jarring anymore.
"Baby."
"I really like you." Jiang Shuyi said repeatedly without any annoyance.
—I like you. I like you. I really like you.
Jiang Shuyi always had the audacity to say these words.
Wen Yao leaned against Jiang Shuyi's chest, feeling her heart beat loudly in the presence of Jiang Shuyi's incessant voice...
Since going to Haishi, Wen Yao hadn't rested like this on Jiang Shuyi's shoulder with her eyes closed for a long time.
Although she knew that there was no such thing as eternity and forever.
But for a moment, Wen Yao wished it could stay like this forever...
"I really wish we could stay like this forever..." Jiang Shuyi sighed.
Wen Yao slowly opened her eyes.
Jiang Shuyi held Wen Yao, pinching her clean arm. "Hey, what do you think about us living near the university when we go to college?"
Jiang Shuyi asked seriously, "We should choose a place with a big bathroom, so we can take baths every day."
Jiang Shuyi held out her hand and compared it to her own fingers.
". . ."
Wen Yao lowered her gaze, feeling a sense of helplessness.
This feeling seemed to arise from nowhere, and she didn't know where it would end.
Jiang Shuyi's significance in her heart gradually exceeded what she had originally imagined. She felt as light and airy as a bubble rising in a bath.
"Can you get into A University?" Wen Yao asked quietly.
Jiang Shuyi wasn't good at these kinds of questions.
"It should be fine..." Jiang Shuyi paused for a moment. She had a faint confidence that was quickly diminished by Wen Yao's question.
"If I can't get in, I can go to another university in Jing City. If it really doesn't work out, I can retake the year in Jing City, you go to college, and I'll retake."
She pondered for a moment. "Although that means we wouldn't be able to have lunch together, we should still be able to have dinner together, and then take baths..."
"On weekends, you can't stay in the lab all the time; you need to get some sun. If you just study all the time, your stamina won't keep up. Look how pale you are, it's not healthy..."
Wen Yao's body trembled slightly, and she frowned slightly.
Jiang Shuyi didn't notice, continuing to count on her fingers.
"But," Jiang Shuyi glanced at Wen Yao, "I still want to go to university with you."
"There are always annoying Alphas around you, it's not safe for you when I'm not there..."
". . ."
Jiang Shuyi observed Wen Yao's expression and exclaimed, "Ah, did you just smile?"
". . ." Wen Yao hid her expression and fell silent.
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