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

Lin Chunuan seemed somewhat surprised by Chu Cihan's sudden visit.

Standing halfway up the stairs, she rubbed her eyes and looked at it again.

That's right.

The person standing in her living room, looking back at her, was indeed Chu Cihan.

"......."

Lin Chunuan and Chu Cihan's relationship wasn't good, especially regarding Shen Ye.

Logically speaking, enemies should be extremely hostile when they meet.

Given her past temper, she should have already lost her temper, rolled up her sleeves, and rushed down to clarify the issue of territorial sovereignty.

But today.

She simply blinked, wiping away the tears that still clung to her sleep.

Then, holding onto the handrail, she continued to awkwardly descend the stairs, step by step.

Every step felt like walking on cotton, so unsteady.

She walked through the living room, ignoring everyone, and went straight to Shen Ye's side.

"elder brother......"

The trailing sound was soft and sticky.

She opened her arms.

"hug."

Just one word.

Shen Ye looked down at her.

Girls often feel very insecure after sex, something he had experienced from Mu Jingyan before.

Lin Chunuan is currently at her most vulnerable moment in history, and her sense of security has probably plummeted to an all-time low.

But at this very moment, in front of Mu Jingyan and Chu Cihan, she chose to ask him for a hug.

It's not about showing off; it's just that when I feel most insecure, I subconsciously want to hide in the safest place.

What else can we do in a situation like this?

Although the scene was indeed a bit awkward, Shen Ye still opened his arms.

"come over."

Lin Chunuan snuggled into his arms, burying her face in his chest and wrapping her arms around his waist, like a little animal that had finally found its hole.

It rubbed its head together, found the most comfortable angle, and then stopped moving.

A comfortable embrace, familiar body temperature, and the sound of a heartbeat reaching my ears through my thin loungewear.

Her breathing visibly calmed down.

......

On the other side of the sofa.

Chu Cihan stood still, watching the whole scene unfold from beginning to end.

She had initially thought there would at least be a storm.

Lin Chunuan couldn't possibly be indifferent when she saw her; and Mu Jingyan couldn't possibly be indifferent when she took the initiative to ask for a hug.

The results of it?

Mu Jingyan simply sat there quietly, her gaze fixed on the two people embracing, as calm as if she were watching a pantomime that had nothing to do with her.

There was no displeasure, nor was there any attempt to stop it.

There wasn't the slightest hint of anything unusual; it was as if having another person in her boyfriend's arms was no different than having another pillow.

This image is more convincing than any words.

Chu Cihan's last shred of hope shattered with a "crack".

What she just said is true.

It's true that I've accepted it.

I wasn't lying to her, I wasn't being stubborn, and I didn't misunderstand.

She actually accepted it.

An indescribable feeling welled up in Chu Cihan's heart.

It's envy.

She was really envious.

I envy Mu Jingyan.

The other party was able to put aside their pride and prejudices, remove the word "monopoly" from their dictionary, and accept everything with composure and dignity.

But she couldn't do it.

During that argument, she spoke passionately and eloquently.

But beneath those words lay her own fear.

She knew she couldn't be like Mu Jingyan.

I really can't do it.

To get her to smile and say, "Okay, I don't mind," you'd have to completely dismantle and rebuild her.

She also envied Lin Chunuan.

I envy that girl's natural status as Shen Ye's sister. She sees him every day, is close to him every day, and has the advantage of being close to him. She doesn't even have to say "I like you" out loud, as if it's just a matter of course.

And what about her?

There was neither favoritism nor kinship; every step was incredibly difficult.

in fact.

All those questions just now weren't just about seeking an answer.

There's also a selfish reason behind it.

There was a selfish motive that she herself hadn't fully admitted: she wanted Mu Jingyan to convince herself, to convince her to accept it.

Just as you convinced yourself, get over that hurdle.

Given her qualities, it wouldn't be difficult for her to find someone who would be devoted to her.

But she just wanted Shen Ye.

Eleven years, from age seven to eighteen.

She couldn't bear to just let it go and leave, watching him be with other girls.

I'm so incredibly unwilling to accept this.

That's why she's standing here, using the most aggressive tone to ask the softest question.

"...Lin Chunuan."

Chu Cihan spoke.

"Are you really okay with this?"

She regretted it as soon as the words left her mouth.

Unfortunately, once you get this tsundere syndrome, it's a lifelong condition. The tone of her voice just now automatically became barbed and sarcastic, with a rising tone at the end, like she was issuing a challenge.

"..."

The air in the living room seemed to freeze for a moment.

In the past, Lin Chunuan would have had to retaliate twice.

But right now, she simply doesn't have the strength.

My lower back still aches, my eyelids are still heavy, and my whole body feels as limp as a freshly baked rice cake.

They're too lazy to even argue.

She lifted half her face from Shen Ye's embrace, rested her chin on his shoulder, and glanced lazily at Chu Cihan.

"As long as it's an older brother..."

She mumbled something, her voice so soft it sounded like she was talking in her sleep.

After saying that, she buried her face back down, rubbed it against herself, and returned to her safe zone.

"....."

"As long as it's Shen Ye, it'll be fine...."

Chu Cihan lowered his head and repeated it.

The voice was very soft, making it impossible to tell whether it was a question or a soliloquy.

She lowered her eyes and pondered.

Long eyelashes covered what was under the eyes.

Then, Chu Cihan raised his head.

Her eyes were no longer red.

Instead, there is a final sense of bewilderment before making a decision.

"I'm leaving now."

After uttering those three words, she turned and walked straight towards the door.

Their movements were swift and their steps were quick, as if they were fleeing something.

"Click".

The door opened, then closed again.

The moment the door closed, the room fell silent.

Only the light from the motion-sensor light in the entryway still retained a little warmth.

In the living room, we looked at each other.

Mu Jingyan withdrew her gaze, turned her head, and glared at the person on the sofa.

"Look at the debts you owe."

Shen Ye: "......."

He lowered his head and patted the back of the person in his arms.

"Nuan Nuan, can you get up for a moment?"

"Ugh...no..."

"My brother has something to do."

"......All right."

Lin Chunuan reluctantly released her arms, stepped out of his embrace, and slumped on the other side of the sofa, resuming her half-dead posture.

Shen Ye stood up.

He straightened his clothes and walked towards the door.

Where are you going?

Mu Jingyan's voice came from behind.

Shen Ye paused and turned around.

"Go find her."

He said.

"Some things need to be said after you catch up with them."

"You know what kind of person she is."

"If I don't go..." He smiled.

"..."

Mu Jingyan looked at him, then picked up her water glass and gently swirled it.

"Go."

"Remember to come back for lunch."