The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

Li Zhiyi was so overwhelmed by the kisses that she curled up in the blankets, her hands still weakly resisting Chen Zhi's chest.

Chen Zhi finally let her go.

Li Zhiyi was panting for a long time, with tears still clinging to the corners of her eyes. Her usually plain face was now flushed, and her lips were swollen as if she had just been eating spicy snacks all afternoon.

"You...you're bullying me." Her voice was soft and weak.

"How did I bully you?" Chen Zhi leaned back on the pillow, adopting an extremely shameless posture. "You came to the hotel yourself, took a shower, and waited for me. Can't I have a normal reaction? If I pushed you away, that would be the problem."

Li Zhiyi's face flushed even more intensely.

She did arrive ahead of time.

She waited for Chen Zhi's message in the dormitory all afternoon, and the more she waited, the more anxious she became. Later, she received the message, "Something urgent happened at the company, I'll be late." She replied "Okay," but her hands were already rummaging through the closet for the new dress she had bought.

She couldn't explain why she was nervous.

Since returning from winter break, the two have only met a handful of times. Chen Zhi is always very busy, sometimes only able to reply to two or three messages in a whole day.

She dared not urge him, nor dared she make a scene.

So they resorted to this shameful method.

Li Zhiyi covered half her face with the blanket, and her voice came from under the covers.

"You said you were handling things at the company... so where did you take a shower?"

coming.

Chen Zhi thought to himself.

He had anticipated that this issue would resurface; the worst thing about multitasking is when details don't match up.

"The company has showers." Chen Zhi said without changing his expression or even blinking. He had already found an excuse recently. "It's common for Dai Da Mao and his team to work overtime all night. When the company was being renovated, I had a staff rest area with a bathroom built in it. I was working up a sweat, so I took a shower."

Li Zhiyi tilted her head and thought for a moment.

"real?"

"You don't believe me? I'll take you to see it next time." Chen Zhi began to bluff.

"I'm not going." Li Zhiyi buried her face even deeper. "It would be so embarrassing if your colleagues saw us."

This natural air of naiveté can sometimes be a camouflage, and sometimes a trump card.

Chen Zhi wasn't quite sure whether she truly believed it or selectively accepted the explanation.

Regardless of which one it is, this hurdle is temporarily cleared.

Chen Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to touch her hair.

A damp sensation came from my fingertips.

"Your hair is still wet, did you blow-dry it?"

"You arrived halfway through the performance," Li Zhiyi muttered softly.

"How silly! What if you catch a cold in this unseasonably cold weather?"

Chen Zhi got out of bed, walked barefoot to the bathroom, and brought back a hairdryer. He pulled Li Zhiyi out of the covers, had her sit with her back to him, plugged it in, and turned on the warm air setting.

The hot air blew through my hair.

Li Zhiyi sat obediently, her hands neatly placed on her knees, letting Chen Zhi's fingers run through her hair.

"Have you lost weight?" Chen Zhi asked casually while fiddling with her hair, his fingers touching her shoulder and feeling the bones digging into her skin.

No, I don't think so.

"You call that not a problem when your shoulder bones are so hard they're digging into your skin?"

"I'm currently preparing my thesis on general principles of civil law," Li Zhiyi quickly explained. "If I eat too much at the cafeteria, I get sleepy when I get home and can't write, so I eat less for dinner."

Chen Zhi's hand paused for a second.

"Are you dieting to write your thesis?"

"It's not dieting! It's just eating a little less for dinner." Li Zhiyi quickly turned her head. "I ate well for breakfast and lunch."

Chen Zhi turned the hair dryer to the lowest setting, which reduced the noise.

When is the paper due?

"Next Friday."

"How much have you written?"

"Three thousand words, but the professor requires fifteen thousand."

"What's the topic?" Chen Zhi asked casually.

"On the Legal Dilemmas and Legislative Approaches of Artificial Intelligence".

Chen Zhi almost dropped the hairdryer on the blanket.

He looked at the well-behaved law school girl in front of him and mentally launched into a tirade of complaints.

Do you have the legal standing to write about AI?

"You're writing AI?" Chen Zhi steadied himself.

"Well, the professor gave me a few research topics, and I thought this one was the most cutting-edge, so I chose it." Li Zhiyi turned her head, looking at him with some confusion, "What's wrong?"

Chen Zhigan coughed.

"Nothing much, it's a great topic. Very ambitious."

"Do you understand AI?" Li Zhiyi looked at him earnestly. "I have a few technical questions I still don't understand. For example, does the autonomous decision-making of a large model constitute a 'declaration of intent' in a legal sense? If it causes infringement, how is liability determined technically?"

"This is a rather complicated issue." Chen Zhi knew nothing about these things. "I'll ask our company's technical director for you another day."

"Does your company have anyone working on AI?"

"A colleague of mine knows a little bit about it."

Chen Zhi was referring to Dai Dama. If Dai Dama heard himself described as "knowing a little," he'd probably smash his glasses on the spot.

My hair is completely dry.

Chen Zhi unplugged the hair dryer and tossed it onto the bedside table.

Li Zhiyi turned around, sat cross-legged on the bed, cupped her cheeks in her hands, and quietly looked at Chen Zhi.

After watching for a while, she suddenly spoke.

You look so tired today.

"It's alright." Chen Zhi rubbed his neck.

"My dark circles are so bad."

"I worked overtime last night on testing," Chen Zhi continued, using work as an excuse.

"That's a lie."

Li Zhiyi lowered her eyes and began to fiddle with the tassels on the corner of the quilt.

"Our dorm lights were still on last night," she muttered to herself. "My roommates were all watching the live broadcast of the 'Singer' finale on their computers."

Chen Zhi's back tensed instantly.

"Hmm," he responded, trying to keep his tone as flat as possible.

"Lin Wanwan won the championship."

"Yeah, that's pretty impressive."

Taylor Swift was her guest performer.

"Everyone on Weibo is saying that the person who invited Taylor spent tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions."

"We don't understand the world of the rich," Chen Zhi said with a laugh.

Li Zhiyi didn't respond.

A brief silence fell over the room.

After about ten seconds, Li Zhiyi looked up.

"Chen Zhi".

"Um?"

"Were you still with Lin Wanwan when you were with me?"

"We broke up a long time ago." Chen Zhi downplayed the issue. "We were neighbors in the provincial capital when we were kids, and our families knew each other. We dated for a while after graduation. Later, she went into music and became a big star, and her company forced us to break up."

"oh."

Li Zhiyi lowered her head and began to twist her fingers again.

The two index fingers were interlocked.

She has this habit: whenever she feels uncomfortable but doesn't want to talk about it, she wrings her fingers.

Then wait for you to take the initiative to coax her.

If you don't comfort her, she'll just swallow her grievances and slowly process them.

Chen Zhi reached out and gently pried her fingers apart, holding them in his palm.

"Just ask whatever you want to ask," Chen Zhi said, looking at her.

Li Zhiyi hesitated for a long time.

"...Last night, Lin Wanwan said on stage that she wanted to give the championship to someone."

"Um."

My roommates are all guessing who that mysterious financial tycoon is, and who that boyfriend is.

"Did you guess?" Chen Zhi asked.

Li Zhiyi shook her head.

"I didn't guess," she said softly, "I was afraid I'd guess right."

Li Zhiyi isn't stupid.

She has a girl's intuition and a law school student's logic.

She knew Chen Zhi was rich, knew that Chen Zhi was not in the capital yesterday, and knew that Chen Zhi and Lin Wanwan were childhood sweethearts.

So she chose not to guess.

As long as she doesn't guess and as long as Chen Zhi doesn't admit it, she can continue to play dumb.

Chen Zhi tightened his grip on her hand suddenly.

He found that he could no longer come up with any plausible lies in front of this girl.

Chen Zhi tightened his grip on her hand a little.

He found that he couldn't come up with any decent lies.

"I understand."

"Um."

Do you believe me?

Li Zhiyi raised her head, her eyes filled with many things, but in the end she simply nodded.

"letter."

Chen Zhi pulled her into his arms.

Li Zhiyi didn't struggle and obediently leaned against his chest.

"Your heart is beating so fast," she muttered.

It would be strange if they weren't happy.

"I will definitely marry you," Chen Zhi said.