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

Eh? !

Make up the difference!

Things seemed to have gone a little beyond Shen Ye's expectations.

He swiped his finger up and down on the screen, scrolling through the dozens of messages Chu Cihan had sent.

From the initial aggressive questioning and threats to the sudden change in tone to apologies and begging for forgiveness, the contrast was so absurd that it seemed like it came from the same person.

Shen Ye stared at the message "Please~" for a long time, unable to suppress the upward curve of his lips.

There's even a second personality?

Then I must give you a good beating.

He lay back on his pillow, crossed his legs, slowly typed a line of text, and clicked send.

What went wrong?

Less than two seconds after the message was sent, a reply popped up on the other end:

[Oh! So you're online! Why were you pretending to be dead and ignoring me?!]

[What did I do wrong? I didn't do anything wrong!]

Shen Ye pouted.

This girl's mood changes faster than turning the pages of a book.

[You won't admit your mistake? Then I'm ignoring you.]

After sending the message, he held his phone to his chest, looked up at the ceiling, and then looked back at it after a while.

Sure enough, the screen started to flood with messages.

【You're not allowed to ignore me!】

【Come back! Shen Ye, you come back here!】

Okay, okay, I was wrong! I shouldn't have been so harsh!

Are you satisfied now? Shouldn't you reply to me?

Shen Ye stared at the string of angry and anxious words on the screen, his mouth practically stretched to his ears in a wide grin.

As he was pondering how to reply, Chu Cihan on the other end had already jumped out of bed.

"hateful!"

The girl, with her bare, fair and round little feet, impatiently stomped back and forth on the bed, her jet-black hair swaying up and down with her movements.

The wrinkles on the bed sheet were trampled into a mess, forming a distorted smiling face—Chu Cihan looked down at it and the more he looked, the more he felt that the face resembled Shen Ye.

She stomped hard on the mouth area of ​​that "face".

"I'll teach you to bully me! I'll teach you to bully me!"

I stomped on it several times before I felt better.

Then she flopped back onto the bed, her cheeks puffed out in anger, but her fingers never stopped typing:

[You just wait! Don't let me catch you! Otherwise, I'll trample you like a toy!]

When Shen Ye saw this message, he burst out laughing.

Yo!

They even rewarded me.

He chuckled as he scrolled through the chat history, feeling that he had trained the boy enough and it was time to stop.

Alright, what do you want from me?

send.

The next second, a video call popped up, the ringtone ringing sharply and urgently in the quiet bedroom.

Shen Ye was startled and hurriedly stuffed his phone under his pillow.

He rolled out of bed, tiptoed to the door, and clicked the lock shut.

Uncle Lin and Aunt Xu certainly wouldn't barge in, but Lin Chunuan might not.

From the moment Shen Ye entered this home, Lin Chunuan knocked on the door only a handful of times.

The vast majority of the time, it's when people need his help.

After confirming that the door was locked, Shen Ye lay back down on the bed, took out his headphones, put them on, and crawled under the covers.

He pressed the answer button, the screen lit up, and Chu Cihan's delicate face appeared in the center of the screen.

"Oh my goodness, Miss, could you please let me know before you call next time, so I can be mentally prepared?"

He lowered his voice and complained, while Chu Cihan's soft breathing came from the other end of the earphone, mixed with a little bit of noise that he couldn't tell what it was.

Chu Cihan didn't reply immediately. She stared at the screen for a while first.

The environment was dark, but even in this light, the eyes were still bright, and the jawline was clean and sharp.

Hmm, Shen Ye seems to have a unique charm in this way.

Zoom in, take a screenshot—all in one smooth motion.

"Notify me? Why do I need to notify you first?" Chu Cihan snapped out of her daze, raising her chin. "I always act decisively."

She paused, then suddenly narrowed her eyes: "Oh—I know, you're afraid of being overheard by Lin Chunuan, your fake sister, right?"

"What do you mean, fake sister?" Shen Ye corrected her, "I treat Nuan Nuan as my real sister."

"Hehe, that would be best."

"Enough with the nonsense, what do you want from me?"

"right."

"?"

Chu Cihan was stunned for a moment, then her face turned slightly red.

She saw a meme online a couple of days ago and blurted it out without thinking.

Fortunately, the girl recovered quickly. She cleared her throat and adopted her usual demeanor: "You saw my previous message, right? I'm going to the same school as you."

"I didn't give permission."

"I'll give my permission."

Chu Cihan spoke with righteous indignation, tilting his head slightly forward and leaning closer to the camera, "Don't forget your status as a slave. Slaves are not allowed to disobey their masters."

"Tch—" Shen Ye rolled his eyes, too lazy to reply.

"I'll hang up now if there's nothing else."

"Hey! No!" Chu Cihan's voice suddenly rose half an octave, then quickly came back down.

She bit her lower lip, her gaze drifting, sometimes landing on the upper left corner of the camera, sometimes on her own fingers, but she dared not look directly at the screen.

The translucent earlobes were slowly tinged with a thin layer of pink, making them particularly eye-catching under the incandescent light.

"It's...that..." She paused, her voice several octaves lower than before, "My mom...after hearing that I'm going to your school, she wants to meet you..."

Shen Ye was stunned.

Come again?

Am I some rare treasure that everyone wants to see?

He rubbed his temples and considered his words: "Please tell your aunt that she is very grateful for her invitation."

"However, I'm a bit shy, so I won't bother you."

"You really don't want to come to my house?" Chu Cihan puffed out his cheeks, making half of his face look like he had a piece of candy in his mouth in the camera.

"I already told you, I'm shy around strangers."

"I don't believe it."

"There will be other opportunities in the future, no need to rush. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now. Also, try to type more and make fewer phone calls in the future."

His finger was already hovering over the hang-up button.

Chu Cihan opened her mouth as if to say something, but Shen Ye didn't give her a chance. With a tap of his finger, the screen returned to the chat interface.

Chu Cihan, if you don't end the conversation yourself, she can chat with you until midnight.

Shen Ye has to get up early to run tomorrow, as staying up late significantly increases the risk of sudden death.

Just two days ago, Shen Ye saw a post about a teacher surnamed Zhang who died suddenly while running.

Although it's impossible for this to happen to him given his physical condition.

Shen Ye had just put his phone back on the bedside table when the screen vibrated.

It should be Chu Ci Hanfa.

Shen Ye clicked on it and saw that it was as he expected.

Chu Cihan vehemently denounced his act of killing her directly.

Shen Ye smiled, put the phone back, closed his eyes, and turned over.

Then the screen lit up again.

This time, Shen Ye ignored him.

He quickly drifted off to sleep.

Half an hour later, the phone screen lit up again.

Two lines of text lay quietly on the lock screen:

[Little robot: Brother, can you talk to me?] (22:31)

[Brother?] (23:01)

......

Night fell, and the person under the covers breathed evenly and deeply, completely unaware.