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The day to return to school has arrived.

Liu Yunshu and Shen Shiyan, dragging their luggage and carrying the love of their parents, boarded the high-speed train.

The carriage gradually quieted down, and Liu Yunshu leaned on Shen Shiyan's shoulder as she flipped through her textbook.

Suddenly remembering something, she looked up and asked, "By the way, you said you burned your hand while practicing the squirrel-shaped mandarin fish pose, where is it? Let me see."

Shen Shiyan instinctively tried to hide his hand, but she caught him red-handed.

A light pink scar on the inside of his wrist hadn't completely faded yet, and he scratched his head somewhat awkwardly: "It's just a minor injury, it's healed a long time ago."

Liu Yunshu gently touched the scar and whispered, "Don't be so silly in the future..."

"I'm afraid you'll get splashed with oil." He squeezed her hand, feeling the warm pressure on his fingertips. "From now on, I'll cook the meals at home, and you just need to eat them."

Liu Yunshu sighed inwardly, "Indeed, male virtue is a man's best dowry."

When they arrived at the school, Shen Shiyan took her suitcase to her dormitory and helped her take out and arrange her belongings one by one.

At this moment, Zhang Qi, Lin Weiwei, and Su Xiao walked in one after the other.

As soon as Zhang Qi saw Liu Yunshu, she went up and hugged her, "Yunshu baby, I've missed you so much this winter vacation~"

Lin Weiwei was following behind, about to tease the two of them, when she saw Shen Shiyan sitting at Liu Yunshu's desk.

She quickly tugged at Zhang Qi, "Qiqi, her real boyfriend is sitting right there."

Zhang Qi then noticed Shen Shiyan, abruptly releasing her grip and chuckling as she took two steps back: "Oh dear, Shen Shiyan is here too. Did I disturb you?"

Shen Shiyan stood up, nodded politely, still holding the books he had been tidying up the bookshelf for Liu Yunshu: "Don't bother me, I just put her things away."

Lin Weiwei and the other two winked at Liu Yunshu. Liu Yunshu put her hands on her hips, raised her chin at them triumphantly, and couldn't hide the smile in her eyes.

Zhang Qi and the other two clutched their stomachs in unison. Ugh! This damn dog food!

Shen Shiyan glanced at the time and then reminded Liu Yunshu, "Remember to get some rest early tonight."

Liu Yunshu nodded obediently and escorted him to his dormitory building.

As soon as he returned to the dormitory, he was surrounded by Zhang Qi and two others.

Zhang Qi was the first to step forward, her eyes wide: "Confess! Did some 'earth-shattering event' happen during winter break? Look at you, all smug! Tell the truth!"

Lin Weiwei nodded in agreement, her face full of gossip: "Exactly, exactly."

Su Xiao also quickly perked up her ears to listen.

Surrounded by them, Liu Yunshu took a half step back, unable to hide the smile on her face. She simply recounted the sweet details of the two families' discussion about the engagement.

After hearing this, Zhang Qi slapped her thigh: "I knew it! Shen Xue Shen (the academic genius) has been treating you like his future wife all along! Oh, and he burned his hand while making you squirrel-shaped mandarin fish, that was so sweet!"

Lin Weiwei rested her chin on her hand, her eyes full of envy: "This isn't just dating, it's practically living the dream life ahead of time. Yun Shu, you're going to be the one cherished by the academic genius Shen from now on."

Su Xiao added with a smile, "Judging from how skillfully Shen Xue Shen tidied your dorm room, it's definitely not the first time he's done it; he put his heart into every detail."

Liu Yunshu's cheeks flushed from their words, and she gently pushed Zhang Qi away: "It's not as exaggerated as you say, it's just... he really put his heart into it."

Though she said that, the sweetness in her eyes was undeniable. Thinking of the scar on Shen Shiyan's wrist, her heart softened and warmed.

Zhang Qi immediately leaned over, her face full of curiosity: "Has the engagement date been set? Getting engaged right after graduation, that's so enviable! We'll have to be your bridesmaids!"

"Not yet, both families said they'll pick a date after we graduate and settle down," Liu Yunshu replied with a smile. Then, remembering something, she took out two boxes of handmade nougat that her mother had asked her to bring and distributed them to the three of them.

"This was made by Aunt Shen. She said she wanted me to let you try it."

Lin Weiwei took the candy, unwrapped one, and put it in her mouth. Her eyes lit up: "Wow, so delicious! Auntie is so thoughtful, this is practically a treat from my future in-laws!"

Su Xiao, munching on a nougat, nodded with a smile: "You're right, this candy is so sweet, it's even better than what you buy outside. Yun Shu, you'll have to bring us more goodies from your future in-laws to satisfy our cravings in the future."

Liu Yunshu nodded sweetly.

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Time flies.

Soon it was time for Shen Shiyan to graduate. The campus was full of students taking photos in their graduation gowns. Liu Yunshu specially arrived half an hour early and stood outside the auditorium with flowers to wait for him.

From afar, Shen Shiyan could be seen walking towards them in a black academic gown, the tassel on his cap swaying gently with each step. His upright posture made him stand out in the crowd.

Liu Yunshu immediately waved, her eyes curving into crescents: "Brother Shiyan! Over here!"

Shen Shiyan strode closer, took the sunflower from her arms, and pulled her into his embrace, his voice still light and cheerful from the ceremony: "Have you been waiting long?"

"No, I just arrived." Liu Yunshu looked up at him and reached out to straighten his slightly crooked bow tie. "Happy graduation, Brother Shiyan."

The two walked side by side along the camphor tree-lined path on campus. Suddenly, Shen Shiyan took out a small box from his backpack and handed it to Liu Yunshu: "Open it and take a look."

She opened it with a puzzled look, and inside was a simple silver ring with a small "Y&S" engraved on the inside of the band.

"This is……"

"Let's reserve an engagement ring." Shen Shiyan took her hand and gently placed the ring on her ring finger. It fit perfectly. "We'll get a diamond ring after you graduate."

Liu Yunshu's fingertips trembled slightly. She looked down at the ring, then looked up at him, her eyes welling up with tears: "When did you prepare this?"

"We set it up last year, thinking of giving it to you on graduation day." He squeezed her hand, his fingertips caressing the ring. "When you graduate next year, let's get engaged, okay?"

Liu Yunshu nodded vigorously, her voice tinged with laughter: "Okay."

The younger students passing by laughed and teased them, but Shen Shiyan didn't flinch. Instead, he held Liu Yunshu's hand even tighter, his eyes full of tenderness.

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On this day, Liu Yunshu graduated.

The camphor trees on campus are still lush and green, and sunlight filters through the leaves, falling on the hem of Liu Yunshu's graduation gown.

As she gave her speech as an outstanding graduate, her gaze unconsciously swept across the audience, where she saw both sets of parents but not Shen Shiyan.

Liu Yunshu raised an eyebrow. Was this someone trying to stir up trouble?

After she finished her speech, everyone applauded. Just as Liu Yunshu was about to step off the stage, the lights in the auditorium suddenly went out.

The large screen behind her suddenly lit up, displaying various sweet photos of her and Shen Shiyan after they got together.

The photos flashed by: from the beginning of their love under the cherry blossom tree that year, to the sweet smiles they shared in the Ferris wheel;

From the photo of the two of them wearing their engagement rings when he graduated, to the camphor tree-lined path they walked side by side on countless mornings and evenings...

Each photo was imbued with subtle tenderness, eliciting gasps of amazement from the audience.

The music started softly; it was their first duet of "A Little Happiness".

Shen Shiyan, dressed in a sharp white suit and holding a large bouquet of red roses, walked towards her step by step from the side of the stage.

His eyes reflected the light and shadow on the screen, as well as her figure, and he took each step seriously and solemnly.

Liu Yunshu stood there, watching him approach, her heart pounding, her fingers unconsciously clenching the hem of her graduation gown, her eyes reddening first.

Walking up to her, Shen Shiyan knelt on one knee, took out a velvet box from his pocket, and slowly opened it—the diamond ring inside sparkled under the spotlight.

He looked up at her, his voice gentle yet firm:

"Yunshu, from the first time I held your hand under the cherry blossom tree, to accompanying you through these years of campus life, from our two families discussing the future together, to waiting for you to graduate today, you have always been a part of all my plans."

He paused, then reached out and gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks, his eyes filled with doting affection.

"You say that male virtue is a man's best dowry, so I'll give you all my 'male virtue' for the rest of my life. Now, will you marry me?"

The audience erupted in enthusiastic applause and cheers. Mr. and Mrs. Liu clapped with tears in their eyes, while Mr. and Mrs. Shen nodded with smiles.

Zhang Qi and the other two stood in the crowd and shouted, "Say yes! Yun Shu, say yes!"

Liu Yunshu sniffed, smiled, and nodded, her voice choked with emotion yet incredibly clear: "I do!"

Shen Shiyan immediately stood up, put the diamond ring on her ring finger, and leaned down to gently hug her.

The applause and cheers from the audience, along with the group photos playing on a loop on the screen, became the most romantic backdrop for them at that moment.

He whispered in her ear, "Mrs. Liu, please guide me for the rest of my life."

Liu Yunshu buried her face in his chest, smiling through her tears: "Mr. Shen, we're in the same boat."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Brother, what's wrong with you today?"

"Does Yunshu like it?"

"I love it~ My brother really understands women's hearts~"

"I don't understand other women's hearts, I only understand yours."

Xiao Ba touched his little body and thought, "Ew~ It's so mushy!"

"Does Yunshu understand the ancient poem, 'Hoeing the fields at noon, sweat drips onto the soil'?"

"Hmm? It's been so long, how could I possibly remember?"

"How about this? Did you learn it?"

"I still don't understand..."

"Raise your hands, and use force!"

"..."

Xiao Ba said, "Sister Li, who would be so kind as to come and hoe the ground at this time?"

Shen Shiyan: You don't understand!

"It seems Yun Shu hasn't understood yet. It's alright, the night is still long..."

Tut tut...

Tonight, the rain is sparse and the wind is strong; it's going to be another sleepless night.