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

When Lin Chunuan returned home, the light in the entryway was still on.

Lin Jianye and Xu Muwan had already returned; one was curled up on the sofa looking at her phone, while the other was tidying up the fruit bowl on the coffee table. Hearing the door open, both their eyes simultaneously turned upwards.

Then, they all froze.

The daughter stood alone at the door, her eyes and nose red. Although she had wiped away the tear stains on her face, they were not completely gone, and two faint bright lines still lingered above her cheekbones.

"Warm and cozy?"

Xu Muwan quickly went to meet her.

Lin Chunuan lowered her head, avoiding her mother's gaze, changed her shoes, and walked straight inside.

"I'm back." His voice was terribly hoarse.

The two exchanged a glance and both made their own judgment.

The little girl, who was jumping around and clamoring for two servings of beef tongue before the walk, was crying like a rabbit more than an hour later. What happened in between is easy to guess without even asking.

"Where's Xiaoye? Hasn't she come back?" Xu Muwan asked softly.

"My brother has something to do..."

Lin Chunuan didn't stop walking; with her back to them, that was all she could say.

She didn't want her parents to know about it.

Although it's almost impossible, what if, what if they hold a grudge against my brother because of this? My brother didn't do anything wrong...

But a young girl's expression can never hide her true feelings.

That little face clearly showed: grievance, disappointment, and a forced composure.

The living room was silent for a few seconds.

"You were rejected?"

Lin Jianye's sudden remark stunned the other two people in the room.

Xu Muwan suddenly pulled him aside, glaring at him fiercely, signaling him not to ask such a blunt question. What kind of father would stab his daughter in the heart like that?

"No......"

Lin Chunuan stood at the doorway, her back to them, and spoke in a muffled voice.

"My brother will say yes..."

After saying that, she rushed into her room.

"Bang."

The door closed.

In the living room, the couple were left staring at each other.

Xu Muwan glared at Lin Jianye and scolded in a low voice, "What are you doing? Nuannuan is obviously in a bad mood, and you just have to bring it up!"

"I was just asking."

"You have to pick the right time to ask me!"

"It has to be said eventually." Lin Jianye sighed and leaned back on the sofa. "This can't be kept secret; it will have to come out sooner or later."

Xu Muwan opened her mouth, but ultimately said nothing more.

The two of them sat there quietly, without even turning on the TV.

After a while, Lin Jianye glanced down at his phone.

The screen was lit up; it was a message from Shen Ye.

Xiaoye: Uncle, I won't be back tonight. You and Auntie should get some rest.

[Lin Jianye: Hesitating]

Lin Jianye didn't ask anything, just gave an OK sign and put down his phone.

Some things don't need to be asked.

Asking the question would only put the other party in a difficult position.

He turned his head to look at Xu Muwan, who was also somewhat absent-minded beside him, and smiled.

"Stop looking so gloomy."

"And didn't Nuannuan just say that?"

"Xiaoye will agree."

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

the other side.

Shen Ye did not go home.

Just as the message said, he was walking alone on the street late at night.

The direction is one.

Of course, he wasn't going back to school. The college entrance exams were over; what would he do back there? Visit the younger students who were still struggling?

The place he was going to was that small villa near the school.

His home is also where Mu Jingyan and Mu Jinghuan currently live.

He himself couldn't explain why he wanted to go there.

Those words were like a needle, piercing through something he had kept hidden in his heart for a long time, something he dared not even touch himself.

It could also just be a subconscious thought.

The feet moved before the brain.

He didn't take a taxi or the subway; he just walked step by step.

The streets were quiet at night.

The daytime hustle and bustle had completely faded away, leaving only the streetlights stretching his shadow long, short, and then stretching it again. Occasionally, a car returning home at night would drive across the road, its headlights sweeping across him and then back again.

A quiet environment allows him to think things through more effectively.

For example, Nuannuan.

"I will not give up."

He still remembered how Nuannuan looked when she said those words; her eyes were as red as a rabbit's, but her tone was as hard as a rock.

This girl has been like this since she was little; once she's made up her mind, nothing can change it.

He owes her.

I need a direct answer.

He couldn't give her that answer for the time being. It wasn't a perfunctory response; he had to be honest with himself and with her.

Another example:

Mu Jingyan.

Upon hearing this name, Shen Ye paused in his steps.

He then gave a self-deprecating twitch at the corner of his mouth.

At this point, what's the point of fooling yourself anymore?

When did it start?

He himself couldn't explain it.

But one answer is clear.

Tonight, Nuannuan asked him if he liked her.

He was silent.

Silence is the answer.

Since the answer is already in my heart, what's the point of hiding?

If Nuannuan has courage, how could he not?

Shen Ye stopped and stood on a dark road without streetlights, looking up at the sky.

In the early summer night sky, a few stars were scattered about.

Oh.

He suddenly chuckled.

The boy who just finished the college entrance exam this afternoon didn't do anything special after the exam, like celebrating or catching up on sleep. Instead, he walked tens of thousands of steps late at night to see a girl...

To put it nicely, it's romantic; to put it bluntly, it's just plain crazy.

The villa isn't exactly close to here.

When Shen Ye and Lin Chunuan parted ways, it was already past ten o'clock at night.

He walked and stopped along the way, and by the time he finally reached that familiar street corner, the time on his phone had already jumped to the early hours of the morning.

1:20.

The streets were so quiet you could hear your own footsteps.

At the entrance to the villa area, the security guard's room light was still on. The guard on duty nodded to him and let him pass.

He walked along the familiar path.

The streetlights cast a dim yellow glow, and the shadows of the trees swayed gently.

The two-story villa stood quietly in the night.

The entire building was dark.

Only a small lamp under the eaves of the doorway stubbornly remains lit, a warm yellow glow illuminating the steps.

Shen Ye stopped and looked up for two seconds.

The two sisters should be asleep.

Yeah, after three days of exams, I'm completely exhausted. It would be strange if I wasn't asleep at this hour.

How about... coming back tomorrow?

The thought had barely crossed his mind when he nipped it in the bud.

It was the middle of the night, and he had already reached the door.

Going back would be really crazy.

And he couldn't wait any longer.

Nuannuan's words today cornered him. He suddenly realized that when it comes to relationships, dragging things out comes at a price. Dragging it out only hurts everyone involved.

"Ding-dong,"

Shen Ye raised his hand and rang the doorbell.

The ringtone was exceptionally clear in the quiet night.

He stood at the door, waiting under the light, his heart beating faster than usual.

About three to five minutes later, a rustling sound came from inside the house.

First came the faint sound of footsteps, approaching from afar, landing on the stairs, and stopping behind the door on the left.

The face that appeared on the surveillance footage clearly stunned the people inside the door.

The security chain was quickly removed, and the door was flung open with a "whoosh".

"Shen Ye, what are you doing so late..."

Mu Jingyan stood inside the door, looking at Shen Ye with a face full of surprise.

She had clearly just been woken up; her long, black hair was loosely draped over her shoulders, the neckline of her pajamas was askew, and there were faint red marks on her face from being pressed against the pillow.

Those usually cool and aloof eyes were wide open, still sleepy, filled with disbelief.

It's 1:30 a.m.

The night after the college entrance examination ended.

This guy, without any warning, stood at her doorstep.

No, this is Shen Ye's house, I'm just a guest here...