A god-level beauty system? But I'm already a god-level beauty!

Lin Chunuan and Mu Jinghuan walked one after the other on the road, just like when they came in the morning.

The temperature was a bit colder at night than during the day.

Night enveloped the entire street, and the streetlights cast a dim, yellowish glow.

A cold wind howled from the street corner, whipping up the withered leaves on the ground.

Lin Chunu shrank her neck and buried her chin in her collar.

Her hands were in her pockets, gripping her phone tightly.

I should have worn a scarf...

She thought to herself with annoyance.

I was in such a rush when I left this morning that I was so busy sulking that I left my scarf on the shoe cabinet in the entryway.

It's too late to regret it now...

A gust of cold wind blew, and she sneezed involuntarily.

"Achoo!"

The sound was quite loud, making it particularly clear on the quiet street.

Lin Chunu sniffed and quickened her pace.

Upon seeing this, Mu Jinghuan, who was behind, paused in her tracks.

She looked at Lin Chunuan, who was hunched over, and hesitated for a moment.

Then, she reached up and took the scarf off her neck.

It was a light pink knitted scarf, long and soft in texture.

Lin Chunuan was still complaining in her heart about how cold the weather was.

The next moment, Mu Jinghuan put the scarf around her neck.

The pale pink scarf, still warm, draped softly over her shoulders.

Lin Chunuan was stunned.

She stopped and turned her head.

Mu Jinghuan was looking down, her hands busy with the scarf.

I wrapped the scarf around twice and then tied a knot.

The movements were slow and deliberate, reminding Lin Chunuan of the way her brother tied her scarf.

At this moment, in her eyes, the figures of her brother and Mu Jinghuan miraculously overlapped.

By the time she came to her senses, the little robot had already tied the scarf around her neck.

The scarf wrapped perfectly around her neck, and warmth immediately followed.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Chunuan frowned, her tone somewhat unfriendly.

"I don't need these."

As she spoke, she reached out to take off her scarf.

In her eyes, she and this silly boy were clearly enemies.

I even asked her to help me carry my schoolbag this morning; I was deliberately bullying her.

If we accept their kindness now, wouldn't that be admitting defeat?

She doesn't want to.

But then another cold wind blew, and her movements slowed down.

The scarf around her neck was really warm, carrying Mu Jinghuan's body heat.

The warmth was so real that she couldn't bear to untie it.

Seeing her frozen in place, Mu Jinghuan spoke:

"I'm wearing thick clothes, so I'm not cold."

She patted her down jacket.

"It doesn't matter whether you wear a scarf or not, but you should wear it."

Her tone was sincere, and there was no other meaning in her big eyes.

I simply felt that Lin Chunuan needed this scarf.

Lin Chunuan looked into her clear eyes and didn't know what to say for a moment.

She could tell that Mu Jinghuan meant what she said.

There was no attempt to curry favor or have any other motive.

I just thought she was cold, so I gave her the scarf.

It's that simple.

But that's precisely why she couldn't understand it.

They should be rivals, since they are both Shen Ye's sisters.

She always treated Mu Jinghuan as a fake younger sister, as an enemy who was stealing her brother's attention.

Why is Mu Jinghuan so good to me?

Lin Chunuan felt that if it were her, she most likely wouldn't help the other person.

Forget about offering a scarf; she probably wouldn't even glance at someone who sneezes.

They might even be secretly pleased, hoping the other person is freezing even more.

Mu Jinghuan is kinder than her.

This fact made her feel even worse.

Compared to her, I'm practically like Satan...

No, I'm not that kind.

She stood there, looking down at the scarf around her neck.

The pink knitted fabric gleamed softly under the streetlights.

"Why...why are you helping me?"

She looked up and asked her question.

"We clearly..."

They should clearly be the enemy.

Mu Jinghuan tilted her head, seemingly puzzled by the question.

Those big eyes were filled with confusion, as if they didn't understand why Lin Chunuan would ask that question.

"There's no reason why."

Her voice was soft and her tone was very natural.

"Because your brother is good to you, and you are someone your brother cares about."

"The people my brother cares about are also the people Huanhuan cares about."

Lin Chunuan opened her mouth, but was completely speechless.

Just because of this?

Because my brother is good to me?

So this silly boy felt that he should treat Lin Chunuan well too?

Is this what they call "love me, love my dog"?

Because his older brother was nice to someone, this silly boy felt that he should be nice to that person too...

A complex mix of emotions welled up in Lin Chunuan's heart.

I can't quite describe the feeling.

It's a little sour, a little astringent, and a little... guilty.

Suddenly, she wasn't so averse to this fake sister anymore.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that her parents adopted her brother, and if she and her brother had known each other as normal friends, she probably wouldn't be as important to her brother as this silly girl.

Mu Jinghuan is so kind and innocent.

And what about her?

She was always thinking about how to monopolize her brother and prevent him from having normal social interactions with other girls.

She would sulk and give those girls a hard time when her brother brought them home.

This morning she even deliberately bullied Mu Jinghuan, wanting to see her slip up.

Lin Chunuan felt that she was a little ugly.

Compared to Mu Jinghuan, she seems... indeed somewhat lacking.

"Let's go."

She turned away, no longer looking at Mu Jinghuan.

"Stay close, it's so dark, don't get lost."

Her voice sounded muffled, as if she was trying to hide something.

Mu Jinghuan hummed in agreement and followed her.

This time, the distance between the two seemed to have shrunk a bit, no longer two or three meters apart as it had been in the morning.

Mu Jinghuan walked almost next to Lin Chunuan, their shoulders nearly touching.

.................

A few dozen meters away from the two, Chu Cihan sat in the car, observing them through the window.

Her family's car followed slowly behind, maintaining a distance from which they would not be noticed.

Chu Cihan's eyes were fixed on the two figures.

That direction was indeed towards Shen Ye's house.

Lin Chunuan and Mu Jinghuan walked together toward Shen Ye's house.

Is Mu Jinghuan going to Shen Ye's house tonight?

Chu Cihan's mind was racing.

Mu Jingyan is sick. This silly boy cares so much about her older sister, so he should go back to her house to take care of her.

But she didn't go; instead, she went to Shen Ye's house...

Chu Cihan narrowed his eyes, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

Could it be that...?

She then ordered the driver, "Follow them, but don't get spotted."