It was still the same familiar house, the familiar hallway, the familiar living room—forgotten air conditioning left on, and…
“Habao, activate Preset One!”
Su Nuo picked up the tablet on the shoe cabinet and spoke to the operating system displayed on it. Soon, the house started to “come alive”: windows in several rooms opened, the air conditioner switched to ventilation mode, the water heater in the bathroom began warming up, the large TV on the living room wall lit up, and even the robot vacuums all set out together to symbolically clean the house that hadn’t been lived in for several days.
Then the girl sat down on the sofa and took out her phone to reply to two “family letters” she had received a few days ago.
[Nuo Nuo: 1.]
[Nuo Nuo: I’m at work, don’t come.]
The first reply was for Mother Xiao Nuo; since the other side was just going through the motions, a formulaic response on her part was reasonable.
The second was for her ill-intentioned stepfather.
There was nothing more to say—it was a tacit adult subtext, much like when the Honorific Goddess says, “I’m going to take a shower,” a form of diplomatic phrasing.
If the other party pretended not to understand, then it would only get messy.
“Is that enough to handle it?”
Su Xiao Nuo asked nervously.
“What if they come looking for you?”
“It’s fine. They won’t find me,” Su Nuo glanced toward the window.
“Even if they find the place, they can’t get in.”
There was a security guard in the neighborhood.
Of course, handling things was not limited to this; after all, there were still relatives and social ties, and the household register and such.
But it wasn’t a big problem—as long as she was financially independent, she held the initiative.
Su Nuo didn’t know them at all.
She had no emotional or psychological burden and had never lived or grown up there, so she didn’t know any of the neighbors.
She simply didn’t care about their opinions or gossip.
“If it really comes to that,” the girl said to her little sister, “just turn off sensory contributions and take a short nap. Sleep it off.”
Hearing this, Su Xiao Nuo whimpered softly; her little pearl was spinning around again, but this time Su Nuo wouldn’t rashly dive into her mind.
“All right, let’s think about what to do today,” Su Nuo rubbed her hands together, “before Lin Elder Sister comes back.”
Su Xiao Nuo replied, “Lin Yingluo isn’t even here. What are you going to do? Isn’t that just working overtime?”
“……”
So, Su Nuo took Su Xiao Nuo’s advice and did nothing, lying on the sofa watching TV.
It wasn’t until Lin Yingluo was about to finish work that she got up to boil water and make tea.
No overtime, and the work was done—perfect timing.
“I’m home~”
Lin Yingluo was in a great mood today because she had gotten some inspiration from a friend a few days ago, made progress with her work, and was about to start a summer break living together.
There was no way her mood could be bad.
She announced her return eagerly as soon as she arrived at the hallway.
In the living room, she looked up and saw her wife (title) pouring tea.
Nearby, there were red wine, coffee, and some snacks, seemingly waiting for her to choose.
“Welcome back~”
See?
The homely atmosphere instantly hit.
Silently thankful for her friend Jiang Qin’s unintentional kindness, Lin Yingluo took a sip of the red wine and sat down on the sofa.
“How did the final exam go? Was it smooth?”
She was checking on her wife’s studies; after all, if the grades weren’t good, she might suddenly be dragged back to school for a retake.
Although it wouldn’t waste much time, it would still disrupt their rhythm!
“It should have gone smoothly,” Su Nuo replied.
Trust the teachers; if she was short a few points, they would probably pull her through.
“That’s good. By the way, I have something to tell you,” Lin Yingluo put her glass down and sat upright, “The Qiao Qian Banquet has been moved up—it’s the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow we’ll be a bit busy buying things, ordering food, setting up the venue, and so on.”
Su Nuo blinked.
“Moved up that much?”
She remembered it was originally supposed to be in July.
“Because Mom and Dad said they’d come, and since it’s either the end of the month or early next month, we have to do everything else earlier,” Lin Yingluo said helplessly.
Otherwise, if the banquet happened just as Mom and Dad came back, and they heard people calling Su Nuo ‘Lin taitai,’ how could she explain that?
She couldn’t very well say she was her younger sister’s girlfriend.
“We’ll do the setup tomorrow,” Su Nuo agreed, “Okay.”
So obedient—Lin Yingluo couldn’t help but want to kiss her.
Such a sudden change in plans, no fuss, no complaints, just working hard willingly—it was truly wonderful.
So Lin Yingluo didn’t hold back and pulled the girl into a hug to kiss her.
“?”
“Nothing, just wanted to kiss you.”
Su Xiao Nuo inside her head wiped her little face disdainfully, as if that could help Su Nuo wipe away the drool.
“So cheesy,” the little sister commented, “really lame!”
***
While Su Nuo was busy with “work,” Lin Chu Xi was also working hard in the subject group. Both of them had bright futures ahead.
During a break after the discussion, a girl sat next to her and sighed, “So the school used to have a club like this? It’s the first time I’ve heard of it.”
Lin Chu Xi nodded, indicating she hadn’t heard of it much either.
This research topic was precisely about a club that disbanded a few years ago—a network interest group.
Nearly ten years ago, a member created the club’s official account and gathered club members to shoot and produce videos from the perspective of Mo Hai University students.
At the time, smartphones had just become popular, and video creator platforms’ traffic was shifting from You Tudou to Bilibili.
The club’s official account rode this wave to success, growing to over a million fans in a few years and gaining commercial potential.
But because of this, due to conflicts of interest, mismanagement within the club, and the student union’s failure to intervene in time, it all ended in a mess.
As for the student who first proposed and practiced the idea, no one could find them now.
All they knew was that the person’s surname was apparently Su, and they were probably close to thirty years old now.
This incident happened on campus and had great research value.
The topic was to summarize the mistakes and put everyone in the shoes of the club’s management and student union members back then, to consider how to rewrite the ending.
“It’s always about money,” the girl beside her said.
“If there was no money to split, none of this would have happened.”
Lin Chu Xi smiled gently.
“Even without that, there would be other cases for us to study.”
“That’s true… By the way, do you have any plans for the summer? Where are you going?”
Faced with the question, Lin Chu Xi gently shook her head.
There was no place to go—only people to play with.
As long as they were together, anywhere would be good.
“Enough talking, let’s go eat. After dinner, I’m heading back to my dorm,” the girl said.
After eating in the cafeteria and returning to her empty dorm room, Lin Chu Xi gazed out at the pitch-black sky and at the empty bed opposite her, thinking of the Big-Chested Girl.
Where was she now? How would she spend the night?
Would she sleep well?