Sister, can I be a maid too?

But the New Year's Eve party only lasts one night, how can this be—

His thoughts suddenly paused, as if he had thought of something, and he thoughtfully touched his chin.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lin Jianxia pouted:

"Hey, didn't you say 'it's just a New Year's Eve party'? Hurry up and choose one."

"I'm warning you, Wanwan has never been to a New Year's Eve party, but I at least caught a glimpse of the rehearsal."

Lin Tingwan blinked and then held up her little notebook again:

"No, I'll go, sister."

Seeing that the two were about to start again, Jiang Yubai quickly called for a stop:

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Meeting the sisters' gazes, he coughed lightly and said:

"Since you both want the other to go, then...why don't you both go?"

Chapter 146 Couple Styles

Thursday morning.

The day before New Year's Day.

"Okay, we'll be going now," Jiang Yubai waved to the girl inside the house, "Take good care of the house~"

Lin Jianxia squinted at the two people outside the house, but did not reply.

Her gaze lingered on her younger sister for a few seconds before finally returning to Jiang Yubai, and she couldn't help but ask:

"Hey... are you sure this is okay?"

"Trust me, there won't be any problem," Jiang Yubai waved his hand. "Just do as we discussed last night. Bye!"

Lin Tingwan waved goodbye to her sister earnestly and then followed Jiang Yubai downstairs.

After watching the two guys disappear into the stairwell, Lin Jianxia went back inside.

After closing the door, she let out a long sigh.

—How could I have agreed to such an outrageous idea...? What if I get found out!

...Well, let's just take it one step at a time.

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At the end of December, the sun had not yet risen in Lincheng at six o'clock; the sky was overcast.

The streetlights along the street still shone with a dim yellow light, casting a hazy glow in the morning breeze.

The wind swept through the street, carrying a few withered leaves that felt slightly cool against my face.

Jiang Yubai shivered involuntarily from the wind, turned his head to look, and reached out to tighten the loose scarf around Lin Tingwan's neck.

"Are you cold?" he asked.

Lin Tingwan gently shook her head, but moved closer to him and took his wrist in her hand.

Jiang Yubai was already used to it. He touched the back of the guy's hand and only felt relieved after confirming that the temperature wasn't ice-cold.

The two of them walked forward quietly.

He doesn't tell stories or anything like that anymore.

Firstly, Lin Tingwan's condition was already quite stable, so she didn't need him to offer any special comfort.

Secondly, since it was still dark, the only sound on the street would be his babbling, which would seem particularly... eerie.

As they walked, Jiang Yubai's gaze involuntarily fell on the person beside him.

The same style of scarf as Lin Tingwan's was currently wrapped around his own neck.

The two have the same style, but the patterns on them are ugly... well, they're cute in their own way.

They do look quite like a couple's set.

cough.

Speaking of which, Lin Jianxia knitted one for her younger sister and one for him, but not for herself. She didn't know if it was because she ran out of time or what...

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

The material is really good; it's very warm and cozy when you wrap it up, making it extremely comfortable in the dead of winter.

No, I have to return the favor to this little hedgehog.

Otherwise, she would feel like a pitiful punching bag, constantly being bullied by herself and having to knit scarves for herself.

Do you knit it yourself...?

I feel like I wouldn't be able to knit this again in my next life...

As Jiang Yubai continued thinking about these random thoughts, she suddenly felt the small hand that was wrapped around her loosen.

When they came to their senses, they realized that the two of them had already reached the school gate.

Lin Tingwan was quite obedient; he said he would let go at the school gate, and he did.

Jiang Yubai couldn't resist reaching out and ruffling the guy's head, turning his once smooth hair into a mess.

...Then, under the girl's somewhat aggrieved gaze, he quickly re-braided her ponytail before leading her into the school.

Perhaps it's because today is the day of the New Year's Eve party, but the classroom was unusually lively this morning.

The students, unusually, weren't buried in their studies but instead gathered in small groups, enthusiastically discussing tonight's program.

"Let me tell you, do you know about the poetry recitation in Class 7? Their homeroom teacher wrote the script himself!"

"Really? Old Li can write poetry?"

“Really, really,” He Dongqi in the back seat said excitedly, “Otherwise, with so many poetry recitation programs, why do you think the school would give them one?”

Several boys gathered in a circle, listening intently as he recounted gossip.

“And another thing,” He Dongqi continued, “aside from the fact that our Class 3’s singing was not very interesting, everything else was pretty good.”

Upon hearing this, Wan Hongyi, who had also signed up to perform, couldn't sit still any longer and said with dissatisfaction:

"Hey, hey, hey, is my singing not good enough? What do you mean by not being good enough?"

“Excuse me,” He Dongqi rolled his eyes at him, “I have a question for you, Mr. Singing King Wan: does your rendition of ‘Unforgettable Tonight’ have any more appealing elements compared to Class 10’s energetic dance?”

Wan Hongyi was immediately speechless.

Upon hearing this, the onlookers clearly couldn't sit still and quickly chimed in:

"What hot dance? Tell me, tell me!"

He Dongqi coughed, then, keeping everyone in suspense, said mysteriously, "You know Meng Jiayun, right?"

"Yes, I know her. Isn't that Old Zhao's goddess?"

"Oh right, that's her—she'll be dancing solo tonight."

"Damn, no wonder Zhao Sinian brought a camera today. When I asked him, he said he wanted to record the good old days of high school. So that's what he wanted to record?"

"Hehehe~"

He Dongqi chuckled mischievously.

"Old Zhao came to ask me that very night what kind of program Class 10 was going to put on, what do you think?"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Sinian roared and pounced from the back row, his face flushed:

"He Dongqi, I'll kill you—!!!"

Jiang Yubai was happily listening to the lively antics of the group behind him when he suddenly heard familiar footsteps coming from the corridor.

He immediately straightened his expression, turned his gaze back to the English compulsory course 2 on the table, and looked like he was seriously reviewing.

Sure enough, within five seconds, footsteps stopped inside the door, followed by Zhang Shifu's signature scolding voice:

"Noisy! Your class is the noisiest in the whole grade! I can hear you all arguing from the other end of the hallway!"

"The New Year's Eve party hasn't even started yet, and you're all already daydreaming, aren't you? Everyone, quiet down and read during morning reading time!"

The sound of memorizing words suddenly became louder.

Jiang Yubai's gaze fell on the textbook, but his thoughts drifted far away.

There's even hot dancing... If this were a freshman or sophomore year, the school definitely wouldn't have approved it. It seems like it's the last year of senior year, so they're finally willing to relax a bit, right?

Thinking this, he glanced at the homeroom teacher who was gradually walking away, and then his gaze fell back on his deskmate.

Lin Tingwan sat upright with her back straight, her beautiful eyes focused intently on the table, looking adorable as if she were studying diligently without being disturbed.

...If only I wasn't looking at a draft.

Since the last time, whenever it was Lin Ting's turn to attend evening classes, she would always confidently pull out that notebook after arriving at school every morning and read it with great concentration.

I don't know what's so interesting about his and Lin Jianxia's bickering...

Anyway, Jiang Yubai doesn't dare to tease people anymore, for fear that Lin Tingwan might see it and be corrupted.

Gathering his thoughts, he reached out and gently tapped the edge of the table twice.

Lin Tingwan snapped out of her daze, looked up at him, and then obediently pushed the draft paper over.

Jiang Yubai twirled his pen and asked:

"By the way, did Wanwan watch the New Year's Eve gala before?"

"I haven't seen it at school, but I saw it on TV for a while."

Jiang Yubai thought about it and agreed.

After all, there might not be such activities in junior high school, and by high school... they'll probably just stay at home all the time.

"Actually, there's nothing special about it, it's just a performance. Don't panic, I'll come find you after the seating is assigned."

"Um."

"By the way, do you remember what we discussed last night?"