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

The atmosphere at the dining table was eerily quiet.

The only sounds were the occasional crisp sound of chopsticks hitting the rim of the bowl, mixed with the faint sound of chewing; there was no other noise.

The air seemed to freeze, pressing heavily on everyone's heads.

Shen Ye kept his head down as he ate his rice, but his eyes kept glancing at the person opposite him out of the corner of his eye.

Lin Chunuan sat opposite him, her head lowered, her long eyelashes covering her eyes. She poked at the rice in her bowl with her chopsticks, scattering the rice grains, but she didn't seem to put many mouthfuls into her mouth.

This little girl never stopped eating before.

They chattered about who had gotten into a fight at school, which teacher had gone overtime, or simply pestered Shen Ye to feed them some vegetables.

I used to find her noisy, but now that she's quiet, she makes me feel uneasy.

Xu Muwan picked up a piece of green vegetable with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth. Her gaze swept back and forth between the two children several times, and finally she couldn't help but give Lin Jianye a look.

"Honey, what's wrong with those two?"

Lin Jianye instantly understood her meaning from her slightly raised eyebrows and the direction of her pursed lips. He

He gave her a look and said, "I don't know."

The couple has worked together for many years, and they can exchange an entire conversation with just a glance.

Their gazes unconsciously fell on the two children on the dining table.

Since the beginning of last week, Shen Ye and Lin Chunuan have hardly spoken a single word to each other.

Before, my daughter would run to Shen Ye's room after school, either to stay on his bed and play, or to tug at his clothes and act cute, wanting to be carried or hugged.

Now, they even try to avoid being in the same room as each other in the living room.

Xu Muwan wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but seeing Lin Chunuan's expressionless face and Shen Ye's hesitant expression, she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

Speaking rashly at this time might just make things worse than helping.

......

Shen Ye ate her rice listlessly, her mind filled with anxiety and frustration.

After being instructed by the little robot, he did indeed follow its instructions and spent most of the night making two bracelets by hand.

One was made of light blue knotted rope with a small star pendant, which Lin Chunuan liked because it was cute; the other was made of dark thin rope with small silver musical notes, which Chu Cihan would like to practice the piano.

He felt he had already put in enough effort.

The problem is, there's simply no opportunity to send them out.

He secretly glanced at Lin Chunuan across from him again.

The little girl was still stirring the rice with her chopsticks; the rice in her bowl was barely touched. Her lips were slightly pursed, and she seemed lost in thought.

"I'm leaving now." Lin Jianye suddenly put down his chopsticks, stood up, and said in a deliberately relaxed tone, "I just remembered that I still have some documents to process at the company. Will you come with me?"

"Huh? Now?" Xu Muwan was stunned for a moment, then realized what she meant, wiped her mouth and stood up. "Right, right, I almost forgot. Xiaoye, Nuannuan, you two eat slowly, Mom and Dad are going out for a bit."

The two walked to the entryway one after the other, changed their shoes, grabbed their bags, opened the door, and closed it with swift and efficient movements. The moment the door closed, the living room fell silent.

Only Shen Ye and Lin Chunuan remained at the large dining table.

The clattering of bowls and chopsticks ceased, and the air grew still once more.

"Um... Nuannuan..."

Shen Ye hesitated for a long time before finally mustering the courage to speak.

Lin Chunuan paused with her chopsticks.

"I'm full." She put down her chopsticks and pushed her chair back, making a slight scraping sound, and picked up her bowl to leave.

The movements were very light and decisive.

Shen Ye almost reflexively reached out and grabbed his sister's wrist.

The small patch of skin he touched in his palm was warm and delicate, slender, with her wrist bones digging into his fingertips. He could even feel the girl's body tense up slightly for a moment.

"Let my brother finish speaking," he said earnestly.

Lin Chunuan stopped.

She stood there as if she had been put on pause, her shoulders slightly hunched, like a kitten with its fur standing on end.

Shen Ye took a deep breath: "It was my fault before, brother. I shouldn't have given away the things you gave me..."

No.

The girl suddenly interrupted him.

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached my ears clearly.

"What?"

"It's not because of that." Lin Chunuan finally turned around slowly.

She lowered her head, her dark bangs covering most of her face, making it impossible to see her expression; only her eyelashes could be seen fluttering gently.

She paused for two seconds, then looked down at Shen Ye's wrist.

The red string was tied back around his wrist; it was bright red and stood out vividly under the light.

Lin Chunu stared at the red rope for a while, her lips moved, but in the end she didn't say anything.

The girl stretched out her fingers and gently pried open the fingers that Shen Ye was holding.

Then she let go, turned around, and went back to her room. The door clicked shut softly.

Shen Ye still held his hand out in mid-air.

"It's not because of that...?"

He muttered to himself, his brows furrowed.

What is that?

......

Lin Chunuan's small room was quiet and peaceful.

The curtains were half-drawn, and the twilight light seeped in through the gaps, casting a long, thin trail of light on the floor.

The girl's small body was curled up on the bed, her arms wrapped around her legs, her chin resting on her knees, her dark eyes gazing at the darkening sky outside the window, her eyes somewhat empty.

Lin Chunuan could tell, of course, that her brother genuinely wanted to apologize to her.

She had already noticed the red string he wore again, the one he occasionally raised his wrist to wear while eating.

And his nervous yet sincere expression—she had known her brother for so long, and she had never seen him so cautious before.

But she still didn't want to just let it go like that.

What Lin Chunuan cared about was not just who the bracelet was given to.

More importantly, her brother didn't take her things seriously, even though she poured her heart into them and made them by hand.

It seems that she, as the younger sister, holds little importance in her brother's heart and can be replaced at any time.

The girl's fingers, which were hanging by the bedside, curled up slightly.

But when Lin Chunuan thought of the red string on Shen Ye's wrist, the tightness in her heart seemed to ease a little.

"Fool......"

Lin Chunu buried her face in her knees and muttered something in a low voice.

......

Just throw it away.

Do it again.

Two bracelets lay quietly in the trash can.

Shen Ye stood still, his pupils deep, as if he were thinking about something.

One is light blue, and the other is dark blue.

He spent most of the night thinking about it carefully before he finally made it.

Lin Chunuan is right; what they want is never just an "apology".

He was just too stupid to think he could win back his friend with a gift.

Ultimately, he never understood what they really cared about.

Shen Ye looked up, stared at the darkening sky outside the window, and let out a long breath.

I feel like I really am born.

[Congratulations, host, for having self-awareness!]

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