After her younger sister lost her memory, she and her older brother started trying to conceive.

school.

Chu Yanyan hummed an off-key song, her schoolbag strap slung over one shoulder, and skipped out of the school gate.

Happy, happy.

I held Bai Zhiyuan's hand today.

She couldn't help but look down at her palms again, as if the warmth of those hands was still there.

Bai Xu and Yun tide walked behind.

He quickened his pace as if by reflex, his lips slightly parted, the words "Yanyan, what do you want to eat tonight?" already on the tip of his tongue.

It suddenly stopped.

Chu Yanyan no longer lives with him.

All the luggage had been moved to Bai Zhiyuan's manor, and dinner would naturally be eaten there as well.

She no longer needed him to worry about what to have for dinner, nor did she need him to take her out for delicious food on weekends.

He no longer needed to listen to her rambling on about the trivial things at school every night.

He is completely free.

Bai Xu watched the bouncy figure in front of him, opened the back door of a black sedan, bent down and climbed in.

The sound of the car door closing was muffled.

His pace slowed down.

Yunxi noticed he was lost in thought, turned her head, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Bai Xu snapped out of his daze, a slight smile curving his lips.

"It's okay, what would you like to eat? Let's go to a restaurant."

Yunxi nodded, her voice gentle and soft, "I know a good Japanese restaurant, we can try it."

"Okay, let's go to that one."

The two turned around and walked in opposite directions.

Inside the black sedan.

Chu Yanyan opened the back door and got in.

There was a faint scent of pine in the car, the same scent as Bai Zhiyuan.

Bai Zhiyuan sat next to her, a stack of documents spread out on his lap, which he was carefully examining.

He lowered his head slightly, his eyelashes casting a faint shadow under his eyes, and the lines of his profile were cold and focused.

Chu Yanyan couldn't help but lean closer, tilting her head towards him, trying to peek at what was written on those papers.

"What are you looking at?"

He remained expressionless, his long, slender fingers turning a page, his tone indifferent, "Your report card."

Chu Yanyan blinked, still unaware of the seriousness of the problem.

You failed the course.

Ah this...

Chu Yanyan's smile froze on her face, a little embarrassed.

She sat up straight, cleared her throat, and said in a deliberately relaxed tone, "Failing courses is normal. A university experience without failing courses is incomplete!"

The car was silent for two seconds.

Bai Zhiyuan didn't look at her; his gaze remained fixed on the report card.

He slightly moved his thin lips and uttered a number.

"Five subjects."

Upon hearing this, Chu Yanyan's smile shattered completely.

Her mind went blank for a full three seconds.

Five subjects!

She failed five subjects!

One, two, three, four, five!

Five subjects in total!

Chu Yanyan's hand was already on the car door handle, her eyes filled with the desire to jump out of the car right now.

Someone stop her.

She's truly a talented person.

No, the Chu Yanyan before she lost her memory was truly a talent.

Bai Zhiyuan finally looked up, closed the stack of report cards, and put them aside.

He raised his hand, his long fingers rubbing his temples, the wrinkles between his brows revealing a clear headache.

"Starting today, you're not going anywhere at night."

"I'll take extra classes at home and have makeup exams next month. I absolutely have to pass them all."

Chu Yanyan blushed.

She lowered her head, staring at her knees, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"good…"

One word, with a long trailing syllable, full of grievance and guilt.

Bai Zhiyuan glanced at her, said nothing more, and gestured for the driver to start the car.

The car slowly drove out of the school gate and merged into the traffic.

Chu Yanyan leaned against the car window.

My cheek was pressed against the cool glass, my eyes were fixed on the roadside trees rushing past the window, but I was cursing them in my heart.

Before he lost his memory, he was a dead, stinky, rotten thing!

I'll fulfill your wishes: to pursue him, hold his hand, and realize all the unrequited love stories in your diary.

Are you just going to leave me with this mess?

Five subjects!

Why don't you hang yourself too!

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Her cheeks puffed out and her lips pursed slightly, making her look like an angry pufferfish.

Bai Zhiyuan turned his head to the side, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over her profile.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the car window onto her face, casting a warm orange glow on her features.

She puffed out her cheeks, furrowed her brows, and opened and closed her mouth, silently muttering something.

He couldn't hear what she was saying, but her expression was like that of a ruffled little rabbit.

He withdrew his gaze, his lips twitched slightly, but he quickly regained his indifferent expression.

Chu Yanyan followed Bai Zhiyuan out of the car, and the two walked into the manor one after the other.

A maid was already waiting at the entrance, taking Bai Zhiyuan's coat and then bending down to hand Chu Yanyan slippers.

She glanced down and saw a pair of fluffy bunny slippers with pink ears standing straight up.

They're quite cute.

The restaurant was brightly lit, and the long table was laden with food, steaming hot.

As soon as Chu Yanyan sat down, she heard two servants behind her talking in hushed tones.

"The master actually came home for dinner today."

"Yes, it's been a long time since I've seen my husband eat at home."

The voice was very soft, as if afraid of being overheard, yet unable to resist speaking.

Chu Yanyan's ears twitched, and a hint of suspicion arose in her heart.

Did he often not come home for dinner before?

Are you that busy?

She stole a glance at Bai Zhiyuan, who had already sat down and was rolling up his shirt sleeves, seemingly oblivious to what he had said.

All the dishes on the table were her favorites.

Cola chicken wings, sweet and sour pork ribs, and a bowl of hot corn and pork rib soup.

There is no seafood.

There wasn't a single shrimp.

Chu Yanyan's stomach growled at just the right moment, the rumbling sound particularly clear in the quiet restaurant.

Her face flushed, but she pretended nothing had happened and picked up her chopsticks to start eating.

The cola chicken wings are stewed until tender, so tender that the meat easily separates from the bone with chopsticks. The sauce coats the meat, making it perfectly sweet and savory.

The sweet and sour pork ribs are fried until crispy, with a sweet and sour taste, and they make a satisfying crunch when you bite into them.

Chu Yanyan ate without lifting her head, chewing her little mouth until her cheeks were bulging.

The chicken wing fat rubbed onto the tip of my nose, leaving a small, shiny patch.

She was completely unaware of what was happening and was still engrossed in gnawing on the ribs.

Bai Zhiyuan put down his chopsticks and turned to look at her.

His gaze fell on the oily spot on the tip of her nose, and he remained silent for two seconds.

He reached out and pulled out a tissue, gently turned her face with his left hand, and held the tissue in his right hand to gently wipe the oil off her nose.

"You're such a grown-up, and you still get food on your nose while eating."

His voice was low, with a hint of helpless indulgence in his tone.

My fingertips brushed across her cheek unintentionally, feeling slightly cool and leaving a tingling, ticklish sensation on her face.

Chu Yanyan's heart skipped a beat, as if something had gently exploded in her chest.

She lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

The chewing speed slowed down significantly, and I chewed mechanically, not even knowing what the taste was like.

Her gaze fell on his fingers.

Her skin was long and fair, with well-defined joints, and her nails were neatly trimmed and rounded.

The hand had just touched her face.

Her hand had been in this hand not long ago.

A bold idea suddenly popped into my head.

She deliberately turned her head casually, and her lips just happened to touch his fingers.

Gently, softly, like a petal falling on your fingertip.

Her lips moved a few times, and she felt a warm touch on her fingertips, along with a faint smell of tobacco.

Bai Zhiyuan stood there, stunned.

His fingers remained stiffly on the side of her face, neither withdrawing nor moving.

A few seconds of silence.

He looked at her profile, her face saying, "I didn't mean to, I just turned my head a little too far."

But the tips of her ears were red.

Bai Zhiyuan withdrew his hand and placed the tissue on the table.

He coughed softly, his gaze shifting elsewhere to the potted plant in the corner of the restaurant.

"I'll wait for you in the study. Come over when you're done eating."

"it is good."

Chu Yanyan obediently agreed, her voice soft and sweet, with a hint of guilt.

Bai Zhiyuan stood up, turned around, and walked out of the restaurant.

She lowered her head and stuffed another chicken wing into her mouth, chewing very slowly.

Her ears were still red.

My heart was still beating very fast.

She took a bite of a chicken wing and mumbled something indistinctly to herself.

"His fingers... smell so good."

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