I turned reality into a romantic comedy.

Theoretically speaking, she should switch careers and become a wingman.

But in reality, she knew it would be very difficult for her to do such a thing, both emotionally and rationally.

From an emotional perspective, it's already quite abstract to assume that your boyfriend is dating someone else, let alone actively pushing it forward... Xu Youwei simply doesn't have that kind of fetish.

On a rational level, if she had been the one to bring the two together, the plan would never have been possible. After all, the original script was that "she only realized she liked Lin Mu after Lin Mu and Chen Junqian got together," which contradicted the logic from the start.

Just as Xu Youwei was racking her brains with her extraordinary wisdom, Chen Junqian took the initiative to speak:

"I'm going to Lin'an in a couple of days. Sister Nianqiu should also be coming to Guoning this year."

See, speak of the devil and he appears.

On the other hand, just like in Wen Yun's novels, the biggest role of this kind of "suddenly appearing" character is to pave the way for the childhood sweetheart character, so that they can awaken their love and then kill the other party to take back everything that originally belonged to them!

Well, Xu Youwei also knew that this was completely impossible for Lin Mu.

However, one should at least have a sense of crisis, and then a possessiveness, just like one did back then. This will further stimulate...

"Really? I haven't seen Sister Shen for a year. Her family is in such a state. How about Qianqian lets her stay in Guoning until the start of the new semester?"

Xu Youwei mechanically chewed the fruit in her mouth.

...This is it, we're doomed.

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Chapter 48: The Night Before Farewell (Part 2)

As Shen Nianqiu stood at the school gate, dragging her suitcase, she unconsciously recalled a passage from the book "My Dear Forever Dear," which she had read countless times. Those fantasies that she herself was somewhat embarrassed to tell Chen Junqian, after being sketched out by Zhu Wenyun's words, were like a magnificent and beautiful dream, which accompanied her through countless nights along with the voice of the person who truly existed beside her.

Shen Nianqiu herself secretly included a lot of 'sibling interactions' in that book that she had actually imagined but never realized, such as the place in front of her.

Her younger brother was two years younger than her, but he was already as tall as her, as if he was trying to grow taller than her, which inevitably made her a little unhappy.

Every day after school, she would leave early and wait for him among a large group of adults picking up their children. The parents would all look at the school gate with equal eyes, like a group of farmers waiting to harvest their crops. Standing in the middle, she would feel a sense of pride like a little adult. Although she could only be considered a quick fix, she could still look at them with open eyes and search for her younger brother.

The younger brother came out last in line. As soon as he saw his sister, he walked towards her. Under everyone's gaze, she naturally took his hand. But he kept getting distracted by the various food stalls or toy stores along the way, and his steps would involuntarily stop. The two of them, one in front of the other, would always suddenly hang there, as if they were deliberately showing off to others.

However, the commotion outside the school gate soon shattered Shen Nianqiu's reverie. With the long make-up classes and the arrival of the winter vacation, the campus, which had been quiet for the entire semester, instantly erupted in excitement, and countless students in blue and white school uniforms surged out like a tide.

Even with heavy backpacks or large suitcases on their backs, everyone's steps were light and bouncy. If for adults it's about whether they have money or not to go home for the New Year, then for students it's about whether they have grades or not to go home for the New Year. The once wide road in front of the school gate was already blocked by all kinds of private cars. The sounds of horns, laughter, and parents' calls mingled together, forming a wave of warmth called reunion.

"Dad! I'm here!"

"Mom, what are we having for dinner tonight? I want pork ribs!"

"Oh my darling girl, you must be freezing! Hurry up and get in the car."

Through the huge iron gate, Shen Nianqiu dragged the black suitcase that Chen Junqian had given her some time ago, slowly walking to the edge of the crowd.

It had been 135 days since she last met Chen Junqian. Compared to the frequency of their meetings over the past few years, it wasn't a particularly long time. Moreover, she had received a lot of comfort from Chen Junqian during the more than 100 days they had been apart.

For example, the suitcase she's pulling, the phone in her pocket, and the audio playing in her ear right now.

I doubt any student passing by here would guess what she's playing in her headphones, just like how, even though she's been at this school for almost two years, most of her classmates' perception of her is completely different from her true nature.

Besides the comfort Chen Junqian provided, another reason why Shen Nianqiu felt that this period was not so difficult to endure was herself.

After the two of them had almost completely opened up about their relationship last time, Shen Nianqiu naturally felt that she had found a direction for the future, or rather, that the other person had personally confirmed a certain possibility. There really is such a person in the world who can fill people with anticipation and longing for the future with just two simple sentences.

A student's primary responsibility is to study, and this is no exception for Shen Nianqiu. As an excellent student, she has continued to make progress this semester. Considering the ranking of her high school in the province, if she can maintain this momentum, her college entrance examination score could probably compete for the top score in the county, even in a small county like Guoning.

However, Shen Nianqiu, like Chen Junqian, had no intention of developing in various competitions. The latter simply lacked the time and interest, while Shen Nianqiu's reasons were more complicated. She mainly felt that compared to those, she would prefer to try more in the areas she was good at and interested in.

From elementary school to high school, she was always a member of the school choir. When she was young, her parents also followed the trend and made her learn vocal music and dance for a period of time. She gave it up in junior high school, but picked it up again in high school. Firstly, according to her instructor, she is actually very talented and has a good foundation, which can prepare more options for her future.

Secondly, this kind of activity makes it easier for her to find an excuse to fool her family during holidays such as winter and summer vacations, which has happened several times in the past.

As fewer and fewer people walked past the school gate, Shen Nianqiu thought of Zhu Nianxia from the book. If the plot were true, she should have tripped over something, her suitcase would have lost its balance and shaken violently, causing her frail body to sway as well. She was about to fall into the green belt with her suitcase when a male protagonist would miraculously catch her.

In reality, of course, that wouldn't happen. She wasn't thin, nor did she want to smash the box the other person had given her, and she didn't think there was any need to do such a thing deliberately. After all, this wasn't a novel, and no one could always be there to save the day just before an accident happened. It would be unreasonable to criticize the other person for not being there when I was most heartbroken, sad, and needed them the most.

She will be eighteen next year.

Adults should be responsible for themselves.

The phone rang in her earphones, and Chen Junqian's real-time voice quickly replaced her breathing. No longer thousands of miles away, but close at hand, after confirming their positions, she received the instruction, "I see my sister. Just stand there and don't move."

Then, Shen Nianqiu raised her head.

The surrounding crowds, red taillights, and gray, withered leaves all seemed to lose focus at this moment, fading into a blurry, colorful backdrop. Soon, all that remained in her vision was that figure that seemed to have grown even taller.

Chen Junqian was wearing a dark gray cashmere coat and a black scarf. He wasn't even wearing a hat, letting the cold wind mess up his bangs. He quietly walked over to her from the crowd. Standing among a group of parents wearing bulky down jackets and arguing over parking spaces, he looked so out of place, yet so dazzling.

"There are so many people! We were stuck in traffic for a while. Are you cold, sister?"

Chen Junqian naturally took the suitcase from her hand, and with his other hand, he took off his scarf and tied it around her neck. The scarf, which was not just warm but actually warm, soon transferred warmth to her, and their hands were already clasped together.

Shen Nianqiu really wanted to say something like, "It should be the older sister picking up the younger brother from school," just like she used to. But when she actually said it, she felt like she was the one being taken care of. But then she thought that there was no rule that older sisters couldn't be taken care of by their younger brothers, so she let Chen Junqian pull her toward a car parked by the roadside.

After all, if you only look at height and appearance, the advantage of girls who develop early at this age has disappeared, so it wouldn't seem strange to others if they were seen.

"Let's go, the car is parked up ahead, we're not in a hurry to go back today."

Standing at the school gate, which was quite cold and bustling with people, Chen Junqian didn't ask any questions. He picked up the suitcase, which was quite heavy for a girl, with one hand and turned around easily.

Hearing the words "no rush to go back," Shen Nianqiu also breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though she knew that the other person's visit was to help her resolve these family matters, she didn't want him to come here and act as if he was only there for this matter, like he was rushing to a mission location to meet a mission NPC... Of course, she wanted to be with him first.

After all, just like the other students around her, Shen Nianqiu also wanted to enjoy her own reunion before the New Year.

"Sister, you could actually consider not going back tonight."

After getting into the car, Chen Junqian asked the driver to start the car and started talking to her.

"Take a good rest first. After all, we've just finished a semester of classes, and we've been making up for it now. When I first got my vacation a few days ago, I also had a good two days of fun at home."

Shen Nianqiu sat in the back seat next to him, the heater rising from her feet, gradually warming her frozen legs. Looking at the profile of Chen Junqian's face, she nodded gently.

"it is good."

In fact, even now, Shen Nianqiu's parents are still unaware of Chen Junqian's existence. They vaguely know that Shen Nianqiu has such an online friend, but they know nothing else. This is because Chen Junqian has never actually met with them, and also because the two of them have never shown much concern for Shen Nianqiu, especially after she became pregnant last year.

"Let's go to the hotel and drop off my sister's luggage first."

"Ah."

Shen Nianqiu turned her head and looked at the street scene rushing past the window. Her fingers gripped the seat belt tightly. This feeling of being taken care of and properly settled, where all she had to do was say "okay" and "please," was indeed very good.

Half an hour later, Chen Junqian led Shen Nianqiu, who had put down her luggage, into a restaurant hidden in an alley in the bustling city center.

It was already late outside. The night in Lin'an was even more bustling than the daytime. As the end of the year approached, the plane trees on both sides of the street were covered with red lanterns and colorful light strips. The huge LED screens in the shopping malls played festive New Year's goods advertisements in turn. The streets were bustling with traffic and people everywhere carrying large and small bags, their faces beaming with anticipation.

That was the vibrant, bustling life of the city, full of life, but it was also a scene that Shen Nianqiu couldn't integrate into for a long time. After all, it was someone else's liveliness, and it had nothing to do with her.

But today is different.

The restaurant was warmly heated and decorated in a classic style. Chen Junqian specially requested a semi-open private room at the back, which offered a view of the bustling city lights outside while using a screen to isolate the noise.

"This restaurant makes very authentic squirrel-shaped mandarin fish, and this water shield soup is also great for clearing heat and reducing internal fire, perfect for you, sister. By the way, have you ever tried West Lake Vinegar Fish?"

After ordering, Chen Junqian handed the menu to the waiter, then poured himself and Shen Nianqiu each a cup of warm barley tea, and jokingly started the conversation.

Lin'an was originally part of Hangzhou, and in two years it will be changed from a city to a district, becoming Hangzhou Lin'an District, which is why he came up with this idea.

"I haven't eaten it much, but this dish seems to be quite famous, although it's the kind of fame that's negative. Is it a kind of fame even if it's considered controversial? I don't think I'm particular about food, but I've heard people say that Hangzhou is a food desert, or that the best local food in Hangzhou is KFC."

"It was confirmed by the locals themselves, so we have no choice but to believe it."

As steam rose in wisps, behind the hazy white mist, Chen Junqian spoke while bending down to use the shop's hot water to rinse the dishes and chopsticks for her.

"Actually, I made it into the top ten in my grade in this final exam."

Shen Nianqiu, holding a teacup, suddenly spoke. It wasn't to show off, but rather as if she were presenting a treasure or giving a report. She told Chen Junqian about her final report card from the previous semester, and then, as she had hoped, she saw the most sincere praise in his eyes.

"With your grades, my sister would be considered a top scorer in our area."

"...With you here, I certainly wouldn't qualify."

"Well, we weren't in the same year. My sister was in the class of 2016, and I was in the class of 2018. Isn't that perfect?"

Amused by Chen Junqian's words, Shen Nianqiu laughed out loud. Both her phone and Chen Junqian's phone were switched off, so there was no need to worry about anyone disturbing them at this moment.

Outside the window, some shop was having a promotion, or perhaps someone was celebrating the New Year in advance. Suddenly, a light show brought by drones took off and exploded in the dark night sky. The dazzling light shone through the glass window and onto the faces of the two people.

At the next table, people were having a drinking contest and playing drinking games; in the distance, children were screaming and laughing; waiters were calling out as they carried dishes around; and occasionally, a piercing horn blared from outside the window.

This world is so noisy and so crowded.

Strangely, in Shen Nianqiu's ears, these sounds seemed to be muffled and distant, as if they came from another dimension, as if they were separated by a thick layer of frosted glass.

In her world, the focus is only on this small area in front of her.

As Shen Nianqiu watched Chen Junqian place the peeled shrimp on her plate, and saw him tilting his head slightly to listen to her in the light and shadow outside the window, she suddenly realized that they were both still students.

But it doesn't seem to matter.

It started as children's literature, then became young adult literature. Questions like whether or not one can like someone/whether or not one can fall in love were asked by children from elementary school to high school. Then, they could only get an answer from parents and teachers that was like "you'll be free after you go to college," as if everyone could suddenly gain the world's recognition after the college entrance examination.

But the truth is that if she wanted to, she could declare that her relationship had begun in that instant without needing anyone's permission.

Her task tonight is to get a good night's sleep.

Of course, I need his help with this as well.

Just like many nights in the past.

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Chapter 49: I Want to Tell You (4k5)

To be honest, Chen Junqian has always felt that if he can't find a job later, he, the male protagonist of this romantic comedy, could actually transform into some kind of charlatan at lightning speed, especially in the area of ​​weather forecasting or weather control. Unlike a certain singer surnamed Xiao, who is known as the "Rain God," he can now genuinely feel that his thoughts can affect the weather in his area.

Just like the saying that all four seasons are suitable for falling in love, rainy days are suitable for falling in love, snowy days are suitable for falling in love, cloudy days are suitable for falling in love, and sunny days are also suitable for falling in love. Countless romantic comedies form countless bases and samples. He had just slightly echoed Shen Nianqiu's topic that "it didn't snow in Lin'an this year." When the two of them went out again, snowflakes were already fluttering down outside the window amidst the quiet exclamations of passersby.

When the two were forced to abandon their plan to go shopping outside due to the sudden and increasingly heavy snow, and had no choice but to take a taxi back to the hotel, Chen Junqian still felt a little speechless, feeling that he and the system were able to perfectly achieve the achievement of cross-server chat.

But as I said before, there are too many templates for romantic comedies, and the paths to them are endless. If the system could speak up and complain, it would probably jump out and say smugly, "I've created a perfect 'locked room in the snow' scenario for you. Wouldn't it be better to go back to the hotel sooner and trigger other romantic comedy events?"

Well, Chen Junqian would certainly admit that the other party's idea made some sense. The room was lit by a warm orange light, while the winter night outside the French windows was pitch black. Occasionally, a few snowflakes were swept by the wind and slapped against the glass, making a soft sound. The heating in the room was on full blast, completely shutting out the biting cold. It was indeed a background that would make one unconsciously look forward to what would happen next.

While helping Shen Nianqiu take out her change of clothes and other daily necessities from her suitcase, Chen Junqian caught a glimpse of a familiar color. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Zhu Wenyun's new book.

"Has your sister finished reading Wen Yun's book? How does it compare to the previous one?"