“Hmm,” Yu Jiuyuan nodded, walked to her seat and sat down. Looking at the documents she hadn’t processed today, she felt that they were much better than the ones she had accumulated in the past few days. “Give me the records from the past few days.”

Rong Shenghan brewed her a cup of flower tea and placed it beside her, saying, "I'll share the burden with you."

“No need,” Yu Jiuyuan raised an eyebrow and opened the folder. “I’ll handle my own affairs.”

She liked the feeling of being in control.

Whether it's the work of the student council or the people around her, everything should operate within her rhythm.

After finishing up with student council matters in the afternoon, Rong Shenghan drove her to the south of the city.

A long queue formed in front of the time-honored pan-fried bun shop. Yu Jiuyuan looked at the familiar signboard and suddenly felt her eyes well up with tears.

A few days ago, when the pain was at its worst, she thought she would never be able to eat these things again. Now that she thinks about it, it's kind of funny.

"What are you thinking about?" Rong Shenghan returned after buying pan-fried buns and saw her staring blankly out the window.

“I’m thinking,” Yu Jiuyuan took the hot pan-fried bun, took a small bite, and the delicious soup melted on her tongue, “It’s still better to be alive.”

Rong Shenghan chuckled and wiped her mouth for her: "You're not allowed to say things like that again."

"Okay, Vice President Rong." Yu Jiuyuan smiled and took another big bite.

As the sun set, they carried the strawberry cake home.

The villa was lit with warm yellow lights. Xie Zhecheng was looking at documents, Yuan Xu was arranging his medicinal herbs in the kitchen, and Lin Yanran was doing stretching in the living room, looking like she had just returned from training.

Seeing them return, Xie Zhecheng looked up and said, "There's a joint meeting of student organizations tomorrow, and we need you to attend."

"Okay." Yu Jiuyuan nodded and placed the strawberry cake on the table. "Everyone, come and eat the cake."

Lin Yanran was the first to walk over, picked up a piece and stuffed it into her mouth, mumbling, "It's alright, but not as good as what my cook makes."

"If you don't like it, don't eat it." Yu Jiuyuan glared at him, but pushed the biggest piece in front of him.

Yuan Xu pushed up her glasses, picked up a piece of cake, and ate it slowly: "Are you going to be a judge for the biology competition next week?"

“Yes,” Yu Jiuyuan nodded, “Let’s also see if there are any promising talents to recruit into the student council.”

Xie Zhecheng put down the documents, picked up a piece of cake, and looked at her: "Are you free tonight? I've revised the charity gala proposal you mentioned last time."

“Yes.” Yu Jiuyuan smiled. “However, I’ll have to wait until I’ve appeased Rong Shenghan before I can say anything.”

Rong Shenghan was drinking milk next to her. Hearing this, he glanced at her, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes, but said nothing.

The sky outside the window had completely darkened, but the villa was brightly lit, filled with the sounds of laughter and conversation, as warm as a roaring fire.

Yu Jiuyuan leaned back on the sofa, looking at the group of people in front of her, each with their own distinct personality, who all seemed to have everything they wanted from her, and a satisfied smile curved her lips.

This agonizing period is finally over, just like a long winter has finally passed and spring has fully arrived.