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Time always flies when I'm with Linlin. A few words and a few laughs, and the whole night is over.

Back in the dorm, the room was empty, not a sound to be heard, making it even harder to bear than standing downstairs.

Yan Yuan's gaze was as cool as water, with the storm within suppressed beneath the surface, frozen in place.

Linlin propped herself up on her arms and looked at him. "Are you happy now?"

"I'm happy," Yan Yuan said. "How could I not be happy?"

"That's good."

"Hmm?" Yan Yuan raised an eyebrow.

"It's nothing," Linlin smiled and shook her head. "I'm very happy, and I want you to be happy too."

Yan Yuan remained silent for a moment before his eyes met those beautiful eyes that had captivated him so much; those eyes still held the power to mesmerize him.

Immediately afterward, Linlin reached out and covered his eyes, saying, "Don't look at me like that. If you do, I'm going to cry."

Her voice choked with emotion, and the sensation of her eyelashes brushing against her palm was so palpable.

Yan Yuan's lips curled upwards, and his voice lowered, "Why are you crying?"

He held her tightly, and Linlin felt a slight pain.

She really liked this feeling, as if he loved her deeply.

Yan Yuan was also particularly fascinated by this feeling, as if he still possessed something.

A moment later, Linlin rested her chin on his shoulder and whispered, "Let's get married when I turn twenty."

Yan Yuan's body stiffened.

He looked down at her, and after a long pause, he finally spoke, his voice already a little hoarse, "...What did you just say?"

"I said," Linlin raised her face, "when I turn twenty, we'll get married, then you'll have a home."

Before dating Linlin, for a long time after his grandfather passed away, Yan Yuan felt like a rootless duckweed.

He drifted whichever way the wind blew. His mentor asked him to stay and teach, so he stayed. Apart from preparing lessons and teaching, he didn't really know what to do with the rest of his time.

Yan Yuan remained silent for a long time. "Linlin, you were too impulsive."

Linlin punched him in the chest, somewhat angrily, "You don't want to marry me?"

"Yes, of course I want to," Yan Yuan said, gently kissing her forehead. "But you have to give me a chance to prove myself. We'll get married after I've done well, okay?"

Yan Yuan has things he plans to do, but he currently has too little.

Just like when she was a child, Linlin still has a prosperous life and a brilliant future even without him.

What merit or ability does he possess?

As midnight approached, Linlin cried herself to sleep in Yan Yuan's arms.

Yan Yuan escorted her back to her room and sat by the bed, gazing at her sleeping face for a long time.

He leaned down, gently touched her face, and placed a tender kiss on her cheek.

As he was leaving, he bumped into Jiang Chengzhou.

Jiang Chengzhou leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, glanced at his watch, and said, "I gave you ten minutes, just right."

Yan Yuan chuckled.

The two went downstairs one after the other.

Jiang Chengzhou turned on the restaurant lights, took out a plate of cold braised beef and a plate of leftover dumplings from the kitchen cabinet, and then took two cups and poured two cups of hot water.

When Yan Yuan took the plate, he noticed it was cold, without any warmth. He frowned. "Won't it get warm?"

Jiang Chengzhou handed over the boiled water, saying, "It's just the two of us eating, so just warm it up in your stomach."

Yan Yuan agreed.

The braised beef was alright, but the filling of the steamed dumplings was cold and the skin was a bit hard. However, the two of them sat there quietly and finished both dishes.

After finishing his meal, Jiang Chengzhou hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Yan Yuan is somewhat pitiful, but isn't his sister too unguarded with him?

Seeing him hesitate, Yan Yuan smiled helplessly. "What do you want to say? Is there anything we can't say to each other?"

Jiang Chengzhou patted him hard on the shoulder. "How dare you say that to me? Don't you also keep everything from me?"

Yan Yuan was in a good mood and didn't care. "I'm lucky, you really don't need to worry about me."

Jiang Chengzhou breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back in his chair, then frowned again, staring suspiciously at Yan Yuan, "This isn't some kind of self-inflicted injury ruse, is it?"

Yan Yuan, holding his cup, silently gave him a disdainful look. "You think too lowly of me."

Jiang Chengzhou clicked his tongue. "Anyway, I'm warning you, if you ever hurt Linlin, we brothers will be finished."

Yan Yuan smiled nonchalantly, "You're overthinking it."

He got up and went to get his coat, which was hanging in the living room.

Jiang Chengzhou called out to him, "Why don't you sleep here tonight?"

He quickly added, "You're in the same room as me, so don't try to run around."

Yan Yuan chuckled, "Next time, school starts tomorrow, I might not be able to come in the morning, could you keep an eye on Linlin for me?"

He waved his hand, opened the door, and left.

"Hey," Jiang Chengzhou scoffed, "Do you need to tell me!"

The next day, Linlin woke up and found herself lying in her own room. She shook her head and thought for a moment, then suddenly remembered what had happened the night before.

She hurried downstairs, where Jiang Chengzhou was already doing his morning exercise and had bought breakfast.

"Finished washing up? Come and have breakfast."

Linlin pursed her lips. "Brother, are you all alone?"

Jiang Chengzhou feigned ignorance, "Hmm? Who else could it be?"

"It's nothing." Linlin shook her head and immediately ran upstairs to wash up.

Jiang Chengzhou sneered as he set out the breakfast.

Should one get married as soon as they turn 20?

I'll have my uncle lock up her household registration book right away!

On the first day of school, it was just a registration day. Jiang Chengzhou was delayed by something at school, so Linlin went home alone.

As soon as Linlin arrived at her doorstep, she saw a familiar figure standing on the steps.

Hearing footsteps, Jiang Chengzhou turned around, a smile already playing on his lips.

Linlin ran over quickly and rushed to him. Yan Yuan opened his arms and caught her steadily. The hem of his coat was lifted by the wind and then fell down.

He looked down at her little face, red from the cold, and naturally tucked the stray hairs that had been blown by the wind behind her ear with his free hand.

"Weren't you very busy today? Why are you back?" Linlin asked knowingly, her eyes sparkling.

Yan Yuan smiled, pulled both of her hands together, gathered them in his palms, and then placed his hands against the crook of his neck to warm them.

"I'm done with work," he said. "I came over to give you a back-to-school gift."

"What gift?"

Yan Yuan kept her in suspense and didn't answer her. He took her hand and led her into the house, passing through the living room and heading straight for the bathroom.

Linlin felt increasingly uneasy as she walked, stopping at the bathroom door. She clung tightly to the doorframe with both hands, two suspicious blushes rising on her face. "Where are you taking me? I don't want to shower right now..."

Yan Yuan rubbed his forehead, a smile involuntarily creeping onto his lips, his voice barely concealing his amusement. "I didn't ask you to take a shower. Go inside and see, the gift is inside."

Linlin pushed open the door with some skepticism and peeked inside.

A brand new, large object has appeared in the bathroom.

"A washing machine?" Linlin exclaimed in surprise. "How did you buy it?"