Transmigrated into the body of a villain, I became my sister's savior.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of the alley.

Officer Ma said, "There's one more thing. Recently, someone from Beijing was planted here. He has a higher rank than me."

"I'm still not quite sure what his methods are. If anything comes up, handle it yourself and try not to contact me."

Lin Jianshen nodded and pushed open the door.

Officer Ma added, "Lin Jianshen, you must live well."

Lin Jianshen waved his hand: "Worrying so much, you'll age faster."

Ma Jianfeng was stunned.

Lin Jianshen walked into the alley.

As the weather gets cooler, it seems the residents on the first floor are simmering bone broth, and the aroma wafts out of the window.

The golden retriever barked eagerly, its mouth watering.

Xia Tingwan said on WeChat that she had returned home.

Lin Jianshen walked into the apartment building.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the stairwell, and he suddenly felt a sense of unreality.

It was as if everything he was experiencing now was a dream.

It's unbelievable that someone like him could actually be loved.

With each step he took upstairs, he wondered if everything would shatter like a dream when he opened the door.

Is the house still empty?

Is this just a den, not a home?

Fortunately, there were people inside.

The floor had clearly just been mopped; it was still damp.

The weather is getting colder now, and there's a pair of cotton slippers on the ground.

Two dog heads are depicted on the shoe's surface, with long, drooping ears.

It's obvious that those ears must be swaying back and forth when they walk.

He changed his shoes and went inside.

A glass vase appeared on the dining table; its slender body was filled with water, but no flowers had been placed in it yet.

Her laptop was on the sofa.

There was a small blanket next to the computer, which was just casually tossed there.

She used to fold her blankets neatly at all times.

It's obviously much more relaxed now.

His true nature was revealed.

There was no one in the house.

"Xia Tingwan?" he called out.

The sound of flushing water came from the toilet, followed by the sound of running water for washing hands, and then the sound of footsteps.

"I'm here."

She came out.

She was also wearing a pair of cotton slippers—the slippers had cat heads on them, with long, drooping ears.

Oh, they're matching couple slippers.

She was wearing a long Snow White nightgown, and her hair was casually tied in a bun.

Her complexion was rosy, like a peach blossom.

It was so beautiful, like a dream.

Lin Jianshen hugged her and slowly tightened his arms around her.

Xia Tingwan did not disappear.

The person in my arms smells sweet and is soft.

He lowered his head, buried his face in the crook of her neck, and took a deep sniff.

Xia Tingwan kissed him on the cheek and asked, "Where are the flowers I asked you to buy?"

Lin Jianshen paused for a moment: "I forgot."

Xia Tingwan took a step back and squinted at him.

"Fine." She crossed her arms. "So you're not taking your girlfriend's words to heart, are you?"

She tilted her head, her tone cool: "So, what about what you said, that you'd marry me after I graduate from university? Are you going to forget that too?"

Oh dear, you're making a mountain out of a molehill.

Lin Jianshen immediately stood up straight, his face serious: "That's impossible."

"Absolutely impossible," he emphasized again.

Xia Tingwan snorted: "You're punished by sleeping in your own bed tonight, and you're not allowed to come looking for me."

"Huh?" Lin Jianshen said with a pained expression, "Don't be so cruel."

Xia Tingwan pushed him with her hand: "I don't care. Hurry up and cook for me, the ingredients have all been prepared."

Lin Jianshen sighed and went into the kitchen.

He was finally free from acting at home, so he let loose and cooked a few dishes properly.

"Huh, isn't today Friday?" He placed the peeled prawns into her bowl. "Don't you have class?"

Xia Tingwan bit her chopsticks, and the cat headband on her head swayed as she shook her head: "No."

The voice was muffled and unclear.

Lin Jianshen said, "But I remember that you have two professional courses on Fridays according to your schedule."

Xia Tingwan stopped in her tracks: "How could that be? You must be mistaken."

Lin Jianshen shook his head: "I've already memorized your class schedule, there's no way I could have misremembered it."

He adopted the airs of an older brother: "Skipping classes is a bad habit."

Xia Tingwan said, "It's okay. The course is actually very simple. You can learn it by reading the book once. Going to class is actually a bit of a waste of time."

Lin Jianshen raised an eyebrow and said, "Is it that amazing?"

Xia Tingwan patted his chest and said, "President Lu has released part of the code for the first generation of Nanfeng Smart Brain for us to study and learn from."

"They're still figuring it out slowly, but I'm already working through the rest. Pretty impressive, right?"

Lin Jianshen looked into her bright eyes and couldn't help but smile.

"sharp."

Xia Tingwan chuckled: "My teacher also praised me for being amazing."

"When President Lu came to give a lecture last time, he also said that the questions I asked were very insightful, and that I could go to the Nanfeng Brain Lab for exchange and learning during the summer vacation."

Lin Jianshen was relieved: "Wanwan has really made something of herself."

"Of course." Xia Tingwan waved her little hand, striking a pose as if she were pointing out the flaws in the world.

"From now on, you can expect me to take care of you. So now you need to make me happy—don't forget the things I want you to buy."

She pointed to the empty vase on the dining table.

"We agreed last time that next time we go home together, I'll buy the vase and you'll buy the flowers. When we work together, the flowers will have a home."

She stared at him.

The cat head also stared at him seriously.

"Where are the flowers?"

This matter actually happened some time ago, and Lin Jianshen even wrote a memorandum at the time.

But I was too eager to go home and forgot.

He touched his nose guiltily: "How about... I check if they have it on Taobao's flash sale?"

Xia Tingwan rolled her eyes at him.

"Forget it. We'll go buy it together tomorrow."

That evening, Lin Jianshen came out after taking a shower, dried his hair, and walked to Xia Tingwan's room.

He turned the doorknob.

It won't turn.

"Wanwan?" He knocked on the door. "Why is the door locked from the inside?"

Xia Tingwan's lazy voice came from the other side of the door: "You dare to forget what I told you? I have to teach you a lesson today."

Lin Jianshen, with a pained expression, leaned against the door panel: "Ah, is this really hopeless? Should I go buy it now?"

"It's no use buying it now." Her voice held a mischievous chuckle. "You've been tired lately, go to sleep. Goodnight."

Lin Jianshen stood at the door, pressing his ear against it to listen to what was happening inside.

However, there was no movement inside.

She seems to have really fallen asleep.

Lin Jianshen had no choice but to return to his room, where he tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

I don't know how much time has passed.

The door clicked softly.

A figure tiptoed in, lifted the covers, and climbed into his arms.

Lin Jianshen wrapped his arm around her and pulled her close.

His voice was a little hoarse: "Didn't you say you were going to teach me a lesson?"

Xia Tingwan snuggled closer to him, as if it were perfectly reasonable: "Haven't I already given it all?"

she knows.

Her brother, Ah Shen, lacked love.

There is a great lack of love.

So even though she was just playing around, she made sure to give him plenty of love.

She looked up and saw his silhouette in the darkness.

"The light bulb in my room is broken," she said matter-of-factly. "I'm afraid of the dark. So you have to hold me tight."

Lin Jianshen didn't speak; he answered her with his actions.

Xia Tingwan nuzzled against his chest contentedly, then said, "Kiss me."

He lowered his head and kissed her.

Like a tamed big dog.

She would kiss him wherever he wanted.

His warmth filled every inch of her lips, eyes, nose, chin, neck, and down.

Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, illuminating the intertwined figures on the bed.

Within the Arctic Circle, seawater temperatures typically range from -30°C to -60°C.

The sea will freeze over, become a desolate ice field during the long polar night.

However, the port of Murmansk is the only ice-free port within the Arctic Circle.

The North Atlantic Current originates from the equator and continuously delivers heat to it.

Carrying billions of joules of heat from the sun, they forge ahead, crossing continents and oceans, just to reach that cold port.

Because of him, her world, frozen for nine years, thawed when she was sixteen.

It became a port that never freezes.

Because of the nourishment of love and the sunshine.

The most beautiful flowers bloom on the permafrost that is frozen all year round.

On nights with him, her body and soul were filled, and she never felt cold.

Now, she gives this flower to him.