This is a typical Xiaohongshu mindset.

Shen Nian didn't continue scrolling down. It was enough to know that it was slowly getting popular; staring at it constantly was meaningless.

He quietly opened the room door, and the cold air from the air conditioner immediately rushed out. He tiptoed in and slipped under the covers, which were still warm.

Shen Nian's movements inevitably caused the soft bed to sway slightly. Xia Yanchun's eyebrows twitched, and Shen Nian thought she was going to wake up.

But in the end, it was really just a twitch of the eyebrows.

Chunbao was sleeping soundly.

As soon as Shen Nian lay down, Xia Yanchun unconsciously leaned toward him as if she had smelled catnip. Softly, quietly, and gently, she easily stirred up Shen Nian's emotions.

Ah, so cute I could die.

Nemesis, nemesis. First comes the destiny, then comes the enemy. The destiny means being meant for each other, which means they have to be together forever.

A nemesis is meant to become a wife.

Those who don't understand the concept of a nemesis are missing out.

Shen Nian slept beside Xia Yanchun for an hour before she slowly opened her eyes.

Smelling the scent of body wash on the person beside her, Xia Yanchun knew without asking that Shen Nian had secretly gone to exercise today.

She grunted and nudged closer to Shen Nian. This darn Shen Nian was actually so diligent even during the holidays, making her look like a lazy little pig.

"You're up?" Shen Nian had woken up earlier than her but had just been resting with his eyes closed.

"I'm going back to sleep for a bit."

"Pig."

Xia Yanchun ignored him and clung to his body with her arms and legs.

After a satisfying half-hour sleep, Xia Yanchun finally mustered her energy. She grabbed Shen Nian and shook him vigorously. "Get up!"

"Damn it, Xia Yanchun..."

"What's wrong? I'm telling you to get up and you're not happy about it."

"In anime, there's always a good morning kiss. You're acting like a zombie from an American TV show."

"Get up, get up, hmph."

"Your breakfast is on the coffee table."

"Awoo!"

Xia Yanchun took her breakfast and went back home.

Shen Nian, on the other hand, turned on his computer and bought a few familiar games.

Games like DOOM, GTA 5, Sekiro: Shadows Die Twice, Red Dead Redemption 2, Black Myth: Wukong, Apex... He had seen them all while scrolling through videos. Back when he was addicted to games, he had always wanted to play them. Now that he had a computer, he had to give them a try.

Buy, buy, buy.

Download complete. Red Dead Redemption 2, launch!

Shen Nian didn't wear headphones. After playing for a while, he heard the door open. He glanced back at Xia Yanchun and then turned his head back to continue playing on the computer.

A bad woman can't compare to a single hair of a game. Women will only affect the speed at which I draw my gun.

"What game is this?" Xia Yanchun stood behind him, resting her small hands on his shoulders.

"Red Dead Redemption 2. You wouldn't understand even if I told you."

"I really don't know, but you're quite smug about it."

"I can't explain it to a woman like you who doesn't play games."

"..."

Her little fists clenched.

Next time we go shopping and I ask you about lipstick shades, you'd better be able to answer.

Xia Yanchun angrily pinched Shen Nian's shoulder.

Shen Nian remained silent, thinking Chunbao was giving him a massage.

"Which is more important, the game or me?" Xia Yanchun sat on the edge of the bed, propping herself up on her hands and looking at him.

Yay, it was finally her turn to ask this question.

"That is a typical Xiaohongshu mindset," Shen Nian said with a serious face.

"And you have a typical Tieba mindset."

"You're interrupting my game."

To be honest, Shen Nian playing games looked a bit like his old self.

Xia Yanchun curved her eyebrows. "Hehe, you were like this when you played games in the past too. You never wanted to pay attention to me, but you always ended up doing so. What exactly were you thinking?"

"What do you mean?"

"Forget it. I won't bother you then. I'll continue watching my show. Which episode was I on last night?"

"Towards the end of episode three, just a few minutes left."

"Oh, right."

Stacking two pillows together, Xia Yanchun lay on them, propped her phone against the headboard, and focused entirely on watching her show beside Shen Nian.

With no summer jobs to do and no pressure of failing to get into their desired schools, she and Shen Nian had been this relaxed since the holidays began.

After happily watching her show for half an hour, Shen Nian suddenly stood up, leaned over to give her a quick kiss, and immediately went back to focusing on his game.

Anyone who didn't know better would think nothing had happened.

"??"

Two question marks popped up in Xia Yanchun's mind, her almond eyes blinking. Weren't they supposed to not interrupt the game? Who was interrupting whom now?

She puffed out her cheeks in frustration, too lazy to complain.

Halfway through her episode, Shen Nian patted her head again.

"What are you doing, getting all touchy-feely? Can't you just play your game properly?"

"I can't. With you beside me, I can't control myself. It's not me, it's my hand."

"You even kissed me."

"It wasn't me, it was my mouth."

"You..."

"Can you not talk to me so much? I can't even play my game properly now."

"???"

She laughed out of anger.

Yet Shen Nian still had a totally serious look on his face.

Haji Nian was really getting too full of himself lately. He needed a beating.

So she sat up and kicked her foot toward Shen Nian's head.

It wasn't a real kick, though. She just used her toes to push against the side of his head, making him tilt it.

"Aren't you afraid of giving my head a fungal infection?"

"I don't have athlete's foot. If you don't believe me, try putting it in your mouth."

"Damn, so gross? That's too vulgar, Xia Yanchun."

"Tch." Xia Yanchun pulled her foot back.

In the past, this guy used to talk big every day, asking her to step on his face barefoot. But when she actually extended her foot, he behaved himself.

"Weren't you going to play games? Why do you keep bothering me?"

"...I thought it would be really fun."

"The game is boring, so you came to bother me, right?"

"You didn't say I couldn't interrupt you watching TV. If you had said so, I definitely wouldn't have."

"Could student Shen Nian please play his game properly and not interrupt my TV watching?"

"Okay, Chunbao."

Shen Nian scratched his cheek. He left the game running on the computer, but he had already slipped onto the bed, holding Chunbao and watching TV with her.

"Didn't you promise not to bother me?"

"So my affection is actually a bother to you?" Shen Nian acted as if the sky had fallen, looking completely devastated and soulless.

Xia Yanchun felt a drop of sweat form on her head. How could this guy act so well? With such high talent, he should just go on stage and receive a Best Actor award.

She didn't say anything. Since Shen Nian wanted to cuddle, she just let him cuddle.

Sure enough, having received tacit permission to cuddle, Shen Nian quickly regained his spirits. After getting his fill of cuddling, he ran back to play on the computer.

Half an hour later, Shen Nian came to cuddle with her again, then went back to the computer. Another half hour, he came again, then went back... Perhaps the game was getting to the good part, as Shen Nian's butt stayed glued to the chair, allowing her to peacefully watch two episodes of her drama alone.

"I'm hungry. I'm going to order some takeout. What do you want to eat?"

"The same as you, large size."

"I'm not eating that, it's a bit too heavy-flavored. Can we change it to something else?"

Shen Nian was stunned for a moment. After figuring it out, he let out a relieved laugh.

Haji Chun, you rascal.

"I'm ordering Luosifen, okay."

"Alright, I want an extra two taels of noodles."

"I know, I know. I'm going to make your room smell stinky."

"Careful, or I'll punch you into a cream puff."

Xia Yanchun ordered the takeout and hopped out of bed with a little grunt.

Watching TV could wear a person out, too. After two or three solid hours of it, she was starting to feel a bit sluggish. Shen Nian, on the other hand, was actually more engrossed in what he was doing than before, not even coming over to "bother" her anymore.

Well, then it was her turn to bother him.

Reaching out a small hand to playfully scratch Shen Nian under the chin, Xia Yanchun smiled sweetly.

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