It was already evening, around dinnertime.

The group sat around the dining table inside the cabin, eating the dinner that Xiao He had just bought.

These days, young master Jia Bo is no longer picky about food at all. Following Yang Xing, they eat at roadside stalls and open-air restaurants; the two of them now resemble civil engineering professionals.

"Hey, you three, don't you have class tomorrow?"

Yang Xing asked a question in a familiar manner, but it was clearly directed at Jin Ling.

Facing the renowned "Professor Yang," Jin Ling, just like Jia Bo before her, felt nervous and somewhat apprehensive.

"I...I didn't." Jin Ling thought for a moment, then added more details: "There were no wind-related classes in the Central Academy this week, and the martial arts tests for the new semester all ended today..."

Wang Xuefeng nodded silently as he ate his rice, indicating his agreement.

"Oh, you're also a wind elementalist." Yang Xingcai suddenly remembered that Wang Xuefeng majored in wind elementalism.

Jia Bo looked left and right, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "When do we set off?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao He and Jin Ling glared at him simultaneously: "You're going too?!"

“I…” Jia Bo touched his nose: “My master gave me a pistol…”

Yang Xing looked helpless: "Let me make this clear first, I can't guarantee your safety. I'm just a weakling with a combat power of only five."

"Okay, okay! I'll just take a look! I won't go out!" Jia Bo assured him repeatedly.

"Okay, let's start the automatic navigation now."

After Yang Xing finished speaking, he pulled out the control panel and activated the airship camouflage mode.

Horry: Wow! You guys went out again? And you didn't take me with you again!

Yang Xing: You should be teaching your class. Why are you meddling in this?

Horry: Disdain

After dinner, Yang Xing returned to his workbench and continued his research.

Jia Bo dared not disturb him, nor did he dare to openly approach Xiao He, so he tried to get closer to Wang Xuefeng.

"Hey……"

"how?"

"I've long admired your reputation as a sharpshooter. May I ask you for some tips on shooting techniques...?"

"sure."

...

Meanwhile, Jinling pulled Xiao He to the observation deck at the top of the airship.

"What are you doing here?" Xiao He asked, puzzled.

"Professor Yang said this is a great place to stargaze!" Jinling exclaimed excitedly as soon as she sat down.

Xiao He looked helpless.

But since I had nothing else to do, I didn't bother to find a reason to refuse her.

Jinling watched him lie down with his arm as a pillow, then glanced speechlessly at the meter-long distance between them.

She then moved closer to him without saying a word.

"what?"

"I'm whispering to you, they'll hear if I'm too loud." Jinling blinked innocently.

"Sigh..." Xiao He was too lazy to bother with it, so he closed his eyes and let her have her way.

"Hey, Xiao He."

"explain."

"How long have you known the Gun God?"

"More than two years."

"How long have you been together?"

"..."

"After coming to the cloud?"

"..."

"Ugh, you have to keep this a secret?"

Jinling's gaze lingered on Xiao He, finally settling on his left ring finger: "Did he give this to you? Is it an engagement ring?"

"..."

Are you asleep...?

...

The night sky is exceptionally clear tonight.

The countless stars adorned the night sky with a dazzling display.

There was a transparent glass enclosure on the observation deck to protect the two from the cold winds outside.

With some warm steam around him, Xiao He unknowingly fell asleep.

Unable to get a response, Jinling lay listlessly on her side next to him, idly playing with his long hair with her fingers.

She admitted that she couldn't understand Xiao He.

Is it true that he has a bad temper? He's too lazy to investigate many things.

You say he has a good temper? Yet he's quick to draw his sword at the drop of a hat.

Despite his aloof and unapproachable demeanor wherever he goes, he trusts the people in the Fifth Branch of the Primary School completely.

This made her so jealous that she wanted to transfer to another hospital on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year to see for herself what was really going on.

Unfortunately, her family rules did not allow it.

"I really envy you..."

Jinling sighed deeply, then slumped down with her head hanging low.

With one hand supporting her forehead and the other stroking Xiao He's soft, long hair spread out on the ground, she finally drifted off to sleep and closed her eyes.

...

"This special pistol is relatively simple, there's not much else to say, just practice more."

"Thank you! Thank you so much, Master!" Jia Bo said with a joyful expression.

"Just call him Xuefeng."

"Haha! Okay!"

As Jia Bo spoke, he took out two bottles of wine, opened the caps, and handed one of them to him: "Try it? It's a bit strong, I don't know if you'll like it."

"I'm fine with anything, thank you." Wang Xuefeng didn't refuse.

"You're too kind! I look forward to working with you in the future!"

"It's alright. Just ask me if you have any questions."

"Hmm..." Jia Bo gulped down a big mouthful, as if he were using alcohol to bolster his courage.

After a long pause, she tentatively asked, "Are you... really a couple?"

“Us?” Wang Xuefeng paused. “No.”

"What?" Jia Bo stared at his ring in disbelief. "This can't be a joke..., can it?!"

“He’s someone who hates trouble, so this reduces trouble.” Wang Xuefeng raised his left hand and smiled.

“Troublesome?” Jia Bo understood after a moment’s thought.

Their names were renowned throughout the academy, and the number of admirers they had could circle the city three times.

In this way, both sides are finally at peace...

"No? This?" But Jia Bo was still somewhat confused.

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