Before Nguyen Thanh An could react, 037 was terrified.

[How could this be?! The upper limit should be 100, how did it become 80? What's wrong with the male lead?!]

"Why are you in such a hurry, little system? Liking and loving are not the same thing—as long as the knot in Song Xijun's heart is not untied, he will never be able to lay his heart bare in front of me."

After sitting down, Ruan Qingan answered 037's questions, while Song Xijun, sitting next to her, received a message from the Provincial Department of Education on her phone and looked down at it intently.

Song Xijun's eyes darkened, and she chuckled, "Ruan Ruan, after I come back from the holiday, I'm going to participate in special training."

"Given your abilities, Wood, you need special training?"

Hearing Ruan Qingan's question, he explained, "Perhaps it can't be described as learning, it's more like... well, feeling."

Indeed, Song Xijun was able to say such things, as is the case in the original text. In his previous life, Song Xijun was able to make a name for himself in the academic world, let alone him who returned with memories of his previous life.

However... after the original owner of this body and Li Ming teamed up to trick Song Xijun in his previous life, he missed the TIP International Physics Competition.

This was Song Xijun's lifelong regret.

Ruan Qing'an silently gripped the milk tea in her hand, listening to Song Xijun's almost sighing tone: "Yes, I will participate."

She paused, remaining silent. The TIP International Physics Competition was Song Xijun's unresolved issue. No matter what happened in his previous life, his dream had been destroyed by the original owner of this body, and Song Xijun couldn't let it go...

The next moment, Ruan Qing'an stood up and reached out his hand to Song Xijun. He subconsciously looked up at her.

She smiled brightly and, before Song Xijun could react, pulled him up: "Don't just stand there, you blockhead. We're going home tomorrow, and we still need to pack our things."

"By the way, I guarantee you'll be able to participate in tIP this time."

Song Xijun was slightly taken aback, but Ruan Qing'an had already turned around first. Her hair was tied in a high ponytail with the same strawberry hair tie as his, and in the sunlight, she was so beautiful that she looked like an elf who had redeemed the darkness.

Only 037 remained silent; its words were hidden within the system.

【yes……】

She came to save him, and he came to love her.

...

F University is located in a first-tier city, while Ruan Qingan's home is in another third-tier city in the province. Fortunately, Ruan Qingan's parents are relatively wealthy and live in an upscale neighborhood in the city center, which is why they are able to support two students to go to university.

Song Xijun, pulling her suitcase, followed Ruan Qing'an to the door. She patted the door and waited a moment before someone finally opened it. A sophisticated middle-aged woman appeared behind the door.

Nguyen Thanh An's mother was named Ha Hoa, and his father was named Nguyen Thanh Chi. Although he was just an ordinary worker, he unexpectedly had a lot of savings and was quite wealthy, living a life free from worries about food and clothing.

Upon seeing Ruan Qing'an, Xia Hua was taken aback. She quickly welcomed her into the house and asked, "Ruan Ruan, why did you suddenly come back? Is school on holiday?"

"Mom... I already sent you a message."

Hearing Ruan Qing'an's words, Xia Hua finally realized what was going on and smiled awkwardly, "Mom didn't see your message."

As Xia Hua spoke, after Ruan Qing'an entered the living room, she noticed Song Xijun behind her. A flash of wariness crossed her eyes, but she quickly concealed it: "Song Xijun, what's going on?"

"...Aunt Xia, I came back with Ruan Ruan."

"Oh, then come in."

Xia Hua nodded and let Song Xijun in.

After Song Xijun brought in all the suitcases, Xia Hua was pushing Ruan Qing'an towards the bedroom: "Alright, alright, Ruan Ruan, you should go back to your room and rest first."

Only after the door closed did Xia Hua approach Song Xijun, her previous loving smile gone: "Xijun, why did you come back with Ruan Ruan?"

“Didn’t you change my college application so I could go to school to take care of Ruan Ruan? Now that she’s coming back, I naturally have to come along to take care of her. I even carried her luggage.”

Hearing this, Xia Hua nodded, her expression softening. She stepped forward and patted Song Xijun's shoulder affectionately: "Look at you, child, what are you saying? Aunt Xia is very happy that you're back."

Song Xijun's eyes held a hint of mockery as he squatted down to help Ruan Qing'an pack her luggage. Xia Hua frowned when she saw his stubbornness and said, "Then you can help Ruan Ruan pack her things first. I'll go cook."

"Okay, Aunt Xia, you can go ahead."

"Then remember to tidy up Ruan Ruan."

Xia Hua still couldn't shake off her worry and gave another word of advice.

When Song Xijun helped Ruan Qing'an carry her things into the room, she was lying on the bed playing games. Hearing him come in, she turned over and said, "Hey, what was my mom saying to you?"

"It's nothing, you should rest first. Aunt Xia is cooking, and Uncle Ruan should be back later."

Song Xijun patted Ruan Qing'an's head, and just as he turned to leave, Ruan Qing'an suddenly called out to him: "Wait, you blockhead, even though my mom and the others have been supporting you for so many years, you still accompanied me to F University."

"You've already repaid enough kindness. There's no need to make yourself suffer like this anymore. Even if you feel it's not enough, you can repay it in other ways after you participate in the competition."

Hearing this, Song Xijun couldn't help but chuckle. She knew nothing about it and was even advising him not to repay the debt of gratitude...

Although she found it somewhat ridiculous, Song Xijun still bent down and whispered affectionately in Ruan Qing'an's ear, "Sweetie, this is what I, as her boyfriend, should do. Get some rest."

After saying that, Song Xijun walked out.

By evening, Ruan Chengzhi had also returned from get off work. Xia Hua had prepared a table full of dishes, and the four of them sat down around the table.

Ruan Qing'an took a bite and couldn't help but say, "Mom, didn't you hire a nanny before? Why are you cooking again?"

"That's true, Mom used to be a great cook."

Ruan Chengzhi laughed and said, "Ruan Ruan, don't be disgusted."

Watching Xia Hua keep piling food into Ruan Qing'an's bowl, Song Xijun, sitting at the farthest point, seemed like an outsider, coldly observing the harmonious scene of the family of three. Ruan Qing'an tried to speak to him several times, but was interrupted by Xia Hua each time.

The food in the bowl was unremarkable; Song Xijun merely picked at it with her chopsticks, while Xia Hua continued asking Ruan Qing'an questions to herself.

"Ruan Ruan, are you popular at school?"

"I heard there are a few people in your school from well-off families. You're not very capable, but you're pretty. You must seize this opportunity, otherwise—"

Before Ruan Qing'an could even interrupt Xia Hua, Song Xijun, who was sitting some distance away, put down her chopsticks, making a crisp sound, and the atmosphere at the whole table froze.

Song Xijun raised her eyes and asked in return, "Aunt Xia, you don't talk while eating or sleeping. Didn't you do that very well when you were a nanny?"

Xia Hua's expression changed: "Xi Jun, what do you mean...?"

"I mean, when I was at home."

Song Xijun's voice was icy, her fingertips tapping the table, but the meaning behind her words was chilling and made one afraid to think too deeply.

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