Shen Nian was serious about not wanting to argue.
Was it really so hard to crave a peaceful life after growing weary of constant conflict?
Not at all, my friend...
He had strayed but not too far, now realizing the mistakes of his past.
Shen Nian recalled the torment of being suppressed by two empresses back then. Now that the tables had turned, he chose not to seek revenge but to coexist peacefully—wasn’t such fearlessness precious?
As for why he’d placed his hand on Xia Yanchun’s arm—that was none of your business. Just a casual gesture, perfectly natural.
"Let go."
"Sure thing."
Xia Yanchun shuffled a step away, putting some distance between them. The spot where Shen Nian had touched her arm still felt warm.
She huffed, at a loss for words, never before feeling so linguistically inept.
"Say something, Chun-bao," Shen Nian teased in a high-pitched voice, sounding like a man caught cheating in bed.
"Ugh, you’re disgusting." Xia Yanchun nearly gagged but held back, afraid Shen Nian would accuse her of being pregnant again.
Pursing her lips, she raised a finger. "You claim you don’t want to fight, but you’re just using it as an excuse to cop a feel. Zero credibility. After this time, we’ll still end up arguing."
"Then if I don’t argue, can I still cop a feel?"
"Get lost!"
This only confirmed it—Shen Nian wasn’t sincere at all. She’d sooner believe he enjoyed eating crap than that he genuinely wanted peace between them.
"Best in the world"? He’d have to show some sincerity. Forget sincerity—at the very least, he could stop pissing her off!
Claiming he didn’t want to argue while constantly provoking her? That was just asking for trouble!
If this was his idea of being "best in the world," she’d rather remain his mortal enemy—the worst in the world.
Not the kind of "best" she wanted. Hard pass.
"I’m serious," Shen Nian straightened up like a soldier.
"Then—then show some sincerity, at least let me see your resolve, Shen Nian. Right now, all I see is empty talk."
"What sincerity—hey, why are you walking so fast?"
Xia Yanchun strode ahead, the straps of her little bag clutched in her hand. The streetlights cast a golden glow on her hair and delicate face. She ignored Shen Nian the entire way.
Shen Nian was stumped. Was she... blushing, Chun-bao?
Back home, Shen Yue was already asleep. The night was windy, and after a shower, Shen Nian stood by the window, his hair drying quickly in the breeze.
The forecast predicted overcast skies tomorrow, with a yellow wind warning tonight—no wonder it felt so cool.
Pulling out his phone, he typed rapidly.
[Shen Nian]: What kind of sincerity do you mean?
[Xia Yanchun] replied instantly: At the very least, stop making me angry. You’ve given me uterine cold these past two days.
[Shen Nian]: Wow, blaming me for everything.
[Xia Yanchun]: It’s true. Every time I’m with you, I end up furious.
[Shen Nian]: Fine, I won’t piss you off every day from now on.
[Xia Yanchun]: Really? What if you can’t keep your word?
[Shen Nian]: If I fail, I’ll eat KFC.
[Xia Yanchun]: Just say you’re craving it...
In her room, Xia Yanchun clutched her teddy bear, her delicate brows furrowed in frustration.
Of course. Of course. Shen Nian would never take anything seriously.
A damn poet of nonsense.
If he ever acted serious, it’d only mean he was plotting something evil.
Teddy bear: I think she’s about to snap me in half with her thighs.
Buzz. Shen Nian messaged again, but he didn’t continue the previous topic.
[Shen Nian]: Bringing you breakfast tomorrow. What do you want?
[Xia Yanchun]: Oatmeal and soy milk.
[Shen Nian]: Copy that, Chun-bao. Goodnight, Chun-bao. Fist of Longing for Chun, thoughts surging like a spring! Sword of Missing Chun, unforgettable memories! Palm of Eternal Chun, lifetime after lifetime!!
[Xia Yanchun]: ??????
Losing it. Absolute cringe!
A soft, involuntary laugh escaped in the quiet room.
Definitely not a serious person...
Xia Yanchun plugged in her charger and curled up on the bed, her face nestled against the teddy bear’s head, revealing her delicate nose and almond-shaped eyes.
Shen Nian had never called her "Chun-bao" before. In their adversarial past, even bringing breakfast was a luxury—they’d sooner dance on each other’s heads.
Was this his idea of sincerity? Starting with breakfast for the "best in the world"?
Not bad.
But still...
Shen Nian, hello.
Take your "Three Moves of Chun" and go eat a big one!
At 1 a.m., Shen Nian closed his study book, having secretly spent an hour and a half on a physics mock exam.
So embarrassing. In an era of anti-overwork, here I am, thriving in solitude. Studying—bliss!
After a mere four hours of sleep, he headed to the nearby park at 5 a.m.
The winds had picked up lately, and the early morning breeze was refreshing. Nearby, a group of aunties danced to square dancing, their energy impeccable.
Even the old man with a white beard sneaking glances seemed rejuvenated—like he’d shed twenty years.
"Hey, kid, back again today?" The old man already knew Shen Nian. A young man who frequented the park, always chatty.
This brat, with his endless nonsense—hard to forget. If you’re this unhinged, I might as well befriend you.
"Absolutely, old man. Still peeping, huh?"
"Tsk, what ‘peeping’? Watch your words, young man." The old man clasped his hands behind his back, exuding an air of serene dignity—a true master.
"I’ve been here since 4 a.m. They started dancing at 4:30, right in my line of sight. They’re the ones insisting I watch."
"Fair point." Shen Nian clapped. So he’d misjudged the old man.
With that, he made to move. "Old man, if they’re blocking your view of the air, I’ll ask them to relocate."
"Shoo, shoo." The old man waved him off. What’s with kids these days? No respect for elders.
Shen Nian actually admired the old man—still so lively at his age.
Watching square dancing wasn’t inherently improper, but why sneak from dozens of meters away when he could just watch openly?
A true genius. Retirement home material.
Wait.
A teacher in his twenties in a retirement home...
This old man must be undead.
After an hour of exercise, Shen Nian left without further distractions.
At breakfast stalls, he lingered at one, waiting for the vendor to ask for his order—only to shake his head with a sigh and move to another stall.
Leaving one lucky vendor confused for two minutes.
Rushing home, he showered and dashed out with spiky damp hair.
Xia Yanchun had changed back into her blue-and-white school uniform, paired with loose shorts that made her pale ankles look even slimmer.
Shen Nian wore a similar uniform and shorts, but his leg hair resembled natural black stockings next to her.
"Here’s your breakfast. You’re welcome, Chun-bao."
"Pfft. As if bringing breakfast is such a big deal."
Xia Yanchun flinched at the warmth and scent of soap radiating from him, averting her eyes as she poked his chest with a finger.
"What the hell did you send last night? It gave me the creeps—like some creepy stalker stuff."
"You're not wrong, but this is from the web novel king, Tangjia..."
"Shut it."
"Fine."
His little combo got interrupted, blue-balled mid-flow. Shen Nian felt his good mood for the day evaporate instantly.
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