After a few days following the end of the Spring Festival, Tang Wenzhen and Jiang Haichao also began to resume their usual work schedules.

Jiang Shuyi and the others would be returning to school in a few days, so she said goodbye to Jiang Jinian and prepared to head home.

Before leaving, Jiang Jinian reached out and patted Jiang Shuyi's shoulder. "Make sure to come visit Grandpa often, Shuyi."

In reality, Grandpa was shorter than she had imagined. Jiang Shuyi glanced at Jiang Jinian.

After a moment, the old man glanced at Wen Yao and slowly said, "You can come over sometimes to play Go with me."

In fact, over the past few days, Wen Yao had often accompanied Grandpa to play Go. Jiang Shuyi could tell from Jiang Jinian's demeanor when playing Go that he actually quite liked Wen Yao.

Jiang Shuyi knew that if Grandpa truly disliked someone, he would say, "Don't come next time," and wouldn't even bother with pleasantries.

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By the time Jiang Shuyi and Wen Yao returned home, it was already afternoon.

Jiang Shuyi looked at her desk and chairs, although there was no dust on the table, she felt like she hadn't been back in a long time.

She tidied up her things. Since she had already completed her assignments in Haishi City, all that was left was to confirm her university choices.

She pulled out a chair and planned to quickly fill out the forms.

Jiang Shuyi's first choice for university was, of course, A University, just like Wen Yao. She effortlessly filled in the top spot on her application form.

—Wow, I actually dared to put down A University.

Jiang Shuyi sighed to herself.

"What should I fill in next..." Jiang Shuyi buried her head in her arms.

Choosing schools was quite a technical task.

Ideally, the more schools one applied to, the more options they would have, but in reality, many exams had overlapping schedules due to travel time constraints.

Just like Wen Yao had mentioned, in case she didn't get into A University, she needed to have a few backup schools in mind.

". . ."

After much contemplation, Jiang Shuyi scratched her head and walked to Wen Yao's room, intending to ask for her opinion.

"Wen Yao, what school did you list as your second choice?"

In the room, Wen Yao was writing something. Hearing Jiang Shuyi's question, she paused for a moment, put down her pen, and said, "I only applied to A University."

Her tone was very matter-of-fact.

"Can... can you do that?" Jiang Shuyi was stunned.

—Is this what it means to be a top student? So arrogant.

This was an answer Jiang Shuyi had never imagined, but since it was Wen Yao who did it, it somehow felt natural.

In that moment, Jiang Shuyi felt envious, someone like her wouldn't dare to do the same.

"Then, what school do you think I should choose..." Jiang Shuyi leaned closer to Wen Yao.

Wen Yao glanced at her application form and offered some suggestions.

Without a second thought, Jiang Shuyi wrote down all of Wen Yao's suggestions on her application form, ultimately selecting A University along with four other universities, all of which were in Jing City.

". . ." Wen Yao glanced at Jiang Shuyi's choices, looking like she wanted to say something but held back.

In the end, she picked up her pen and continued writing in front of her desk.

Jiang Shuyi watched her movements and leaned over. "Wen Yao, what are you writing?"

"A letter."

Wen Yao quietly tucked the letter into an envelope, tearing off the adhesive seal and folding the letter neatly.

". . ." Jiang Shuyi hadn't expected that Wen Yao had friends she could write letters to.

From the stack of letter paper that Wen Yao had just put in, it looked a bit thick.

"Oh... who are you writing to?" 

Jiang Shuyi asked casually, though her eyes were glued to the envelope.

Wen Yao didn't answer, expressionless as she pressed the envelope under a book.

"What about your homework?" Wen Yao asked calmly.

Jiang Shuyi blinked at Wen Yao's demeanor, "Done."

"Good."

Wen Yao turned her head, slowly pulling out a book to read.

". . ." Jiang Shuyi shrank her neck, deciding not to ask further.

She knew clearly that if Wen Yao didn't want to share, she would never find out.

After all, Wen Yao was harder to get information from than the safe at Jiang Haichao's company. If she pressed any further, Wen Yao might even pull out extra homework to fix her.

After a while, feeling like her mouth had rested enough, Jiang Shuyi took out some biscuits that Jiang Haichao had brought back and started munching on them.

Standing behind Wen Yao, she swayed back and forth while eating biscuits.

"Wen Yao, you've been buried in writing for so long, why don't you take a break? You'll ruin your eyesight like this."

"I want to read." Wen Yao quietly turned a page in her book, ignoring Jiang Shuyi.

Watching her read, Jiang Shuyi sat on Wen Yao's bed.

Wen Yao noticed Jiang Shuyi sitting on her bed and eating cookies messily and reminded her, "Don't eat on the bed, Jiang Shuyi."

Knowing that Wen Yao was a bit of a neat freak, Jiang Shuyi quickly jumped off her bed.

She was slightly afraid of Wen Yao getting angry and checked the sheets, defensively lowering her gaze. "Um, there are no crumbs."

". . ." Wen Yao frowned as she looked at her book.

"Cough, these cookies are pretty good. Baby, you should try one." Jiang Shuyi said, playfully holding a cookie up to Wen Yao's mouth.

Wen Yao rested her chin on her hand, glanced at the cookie Jiang Shuyi was offering, and silently took a bite.

Jiang Shuyi raised an eyebrow, feeling like she was feeding a wary cat on the street, momentarily experiencing the joy of feeding.

She quickly reached into the box for a differently shaped cookie and held it up to Wen Yao's mouth again.

". . ." Wen Yao glanced at Jiang Shuyi's sparkling eyes, sighed lightly, and took another bite.

Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao. "Does this one taste good?"

"......Mm."

Wen Yao replied tepidly, not really distinguishing between good or bad tastes when it came to biscuits.

Her gaze returned to the book, her eyelashes lowered as she reread the sentence that Jiang Shuyi had interrupted.

Seeing her indifferent expression, Jiang Shuyi leaned in and took a bite.

". . ." Wen Yao paused for a moment, lifting her gaze to look at Jiang Shuyi.

Jiang Shuyi, like a little hamster, quickly devoured the piece of cookie that Wen Yao had bitten, finally ending up nibbling at her lips.

Wen Yao looked at Jiang Shuyi, who was almost leaning completely onto her, and quietly pinched the corner of her eye.

"I said I wanted to read for a bit..."

Jiang Shuyi's gaze wandered. "But it's been so long..."

Jiang Shuyi's voice unexpectedly sounded somewhat pitiful.

"...Don't you want to?"

Jiang Shuyi stared intently at Wen Yao, stubbornly opening her mouth to nibble on Wen Yao's ear.

". . ." Wen Yao fell silent, and after a while, she let out a sigh...

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The moonlight slowly shone through the window, casting its glow on Wen Yao leaning against Jiang Shuyi's arm. Her hair cascaded over her back, her face bearing an incredible and colorful allure resembling that of a sea nymph.

Jiang Shuyi contentedly reached out, picked up Wen Yao's cup from the desk, and took a sip.

She looked delighted, radiant, as if her skin had even become smoother.

"Leave some for me."

Wen Yao watched as Jiang Shuyi drank eagerly and uttered calmly.

Jiang Shuyi glanced at Wen Yao, then at the cup in her hand.

Carelessly, she gulped down all the remaining water in the cup.

With her lips pressed together, she playfully blinked her eyes, as if wanting Wen Yao to kiss her.

Wen Yao looked at Jiang Shuyi's silly face, unsure whether to be angry or to give up. After a sigh, she pinched Jiang Shuyi's chin and bit down.

". . ."

Jiang Shuyi was a bit surprised by how forceful Wen Yao was.

Perhaps due to youthful exuberance, before long, the two were tangled up together again.

---

Jiang Shuyi kissed Wen Yao lightly, "...Baby."

Ever since Jiang Shuyi called Wen Yao "Baby," causing Wen Yao to tremble slightly, Jiang Shuyi had no intention of dropping that term.

"Baby, did you sleep well while I was away?"

Jiang Shuyi asked, resting her chin on Wen Yao's shoulder, her voice soft, sending tingles down Wen Yao's spine.

Jiang Shuyi then asked aimlessly, "Did you think of me at night?"

". . ." Wen Yao slightly averted her gaze and countered, "Did you?"

Jiang Shuyi immediately responded, "Of course, I did. I think of you several times before I sleep..."

". . ." Wen Yao paused for a moment, about to speak, but Jiang Shuyi concluded on her own:

"You must have thought of me too, after all, you were hugging my clothes while you slept..."

Wen Yao looked at her helplessly.

"By the way, Wen Yao, is there any gift you want?" Jiang Shuyi asked expectantly in the dark.

"A gift?"

"You're about to have your birthday soon, right..."

—Birthday.

Wen Yao didn't say anything, this day was always something she only remembered when others brought it up.

"Of course, I actually want to surprise you."

Jiang Shuyi awkwardly defended herself in the dark, looking at her fingers and lowering her head.

"But I'm just afraid you won't like the birthday gift I give you. Just think about it—if you don't like it, that would be bad..."

Jiang Shuyi felt that if Wen Yao didn't like the gift she gave her and returned it like before, she might just burn the English novel that Xiao Jiayu had given to Wen Yao...

Upon hearing this, Wen Yao's fingers stiffened slightly, but it was just a momentary reaction.

After a while, she gently turned around and brushed Jiang Shuyi's hair away from her forehead.

"Jiang Shuyi," Wen Yao said, her face still expressionless, "I don't care about gifts."

Jiang Shuyi's face displayed a clear expression of disbelief.

—Wen Yao is such a woman of words and feelings, she clearly sent back a gift I gave her once...

Jiang Shuyi still felt wronged when she thought about it.

"Anyway, in a few days, we can go to the mall together and buy you a gift first," Jiang Shuyi said, squeezing Wen Yao's shoulder. "And we need to order a birthday cake."

"Didn't you say at the beach last time that you just wanted to set off fireworks with me? We can buy some fireworks to bring back, the wind isn't strong here, so we shouldn't need to light them so many times..."

Wen Yao quietly looked into Jiang Shuyi's eyes.

In the darkness, Jiang Shuyi's black pupils seemed to be sparkling, glimmering brightly...

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