"The orbit of Orion's companion star wasn't included in the calculation before." Xie Zhecheng's voice was soft, but carried an undeniable seriousness. "Now that it's been added, it's more complete."

[Xie Zhecheng: Favorability 57→62, Emotional fluctuations—Negative 0/Neutral 5/Positive 105 (Positive +6)]

Looking at the seriousness in his eyes, Yu Jiuyuan suddenly recalled the night in Changbai Mountain when he stood on the roof of the observatory and used a laser pointer to point out the faintest companion star to her: "It always revolves around the main star, like a silent follower."

Back then, he also had that light in his eyes, hidden beneath a cold exterior, barely noticeable yet exceptionally ardent.

Inside the greenhouse of the biology lab building, Yuan Xu was squatting in front of the incubator, feeding the "Snow Kite" butterflies with specially made nectar. When Yu Jiuyuan walked in, she saw a flowchart of the party drawn on the notebook in front of him.

Next to the "Fluorescent Butterfly Display" section, it was written in red pen, "A-Yuan must stand in the middle," the handwriting childish but full of stubbornness.

"Ah Yuan!" Yuan Xu looked up, her face smeared with fluorescent paint, like a kitten that had stolen some nectar. "Look at their wing veins! They're even brighter!"

He opened the incubator, and the "snow kites" inside suddenly took flight, forming a small heart shape in the greenhouse. "I've trained them for so long, and they can finally understand commands!"

Yu Jiuyuan walked to his side and gently tapped his cheek with her fingertip: "You got paint on your face."

She took out a wet wipe and gently cleaned him, her movements as tender as if she were handling a fragile item. "On the day of the party, I will stand in the middle and wait for them."

Yuan Xu's eyes lit up instantly, like stars that had been ignited: "Really? Then I'll let them fly a little longer, so everyone can see... see how much they like you!"

He suddenly pulled a small box from his pocket, inside which was a butterfly-shaped ring, its wing veins inlaid with small diamonds that shimmered softly in the warm light. "I made this with leftover materials from my experiments. It's not very valuable, but..."

“I love it.” Yu Jiuyuan took the ring and put it on; the size was just right. “It’s more beautiful than any other jewelry.”

[Yuan Xu: Favorability 97→99, Emotional fluctuations—Negative 0/Neutral 12/Positive 98 (Positive +3)]

Yuan Xu's ear tips turned as red as ripe cherries. He lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "Miss Tang Nianzhi came by earlier and said... said that Vice President Rong used to go to concerts with her in London."

He clenched his fist, his knuckles turning white. "Don't be sad. For your concert, I can have butterflies accompany you. They sound even better than an orchestra!"

Yu Jiuyuan looked at his serious expression and suddenly smiled.

She reached out and ruffled his hair, her fingertips touching a little nectar: ​​"I'm not sad."

She leaned close to his ear, her voice as soft as a butterfly's flutter, "Because my 'band' is more special than anyone else's."

Yuan Xu's eyes lit up instantly, as if they had been filled with starlight. He hugged her waist and buried his face in the crook of her shoulder: "A Yuan, you are so good."

Suddenly, the "snow kites" in the greenhouse flapped their wings in unison, and the fluorescent light from their wing veins flowed around the two of them, like a grand coronation ceremony.

Yu Jiuyuan looked at his reddened eyes, and the warmth in her eyes faded slightly.

Pure intentions are the strongest chains and the least demanding form of "taming".

In the student council's equipment room, Lin Yanran was squatting on the floor counting the ribbons to be used in the party.

He was holding a thermos, which he had brought from home that morning. It contained rock sugar pear soup that he had asked Zhang Ma to make, which was said to be good for the throat.

He heard that Yu Jiuyuan stayed in the technical department very late last night and had a bit of a cough.

"Officer Lin, have you finished counting? The chairman said we need to load the truck ahead of schedule." The officer's voice came from the doorway, urging him on.

Lin Yanran stood up and dusted off her pants: "What's the rush? We're missing a silver ribbon and we're looking for it."

He glanced at the thermos and suddenly said, "Go tell the president that the heating in the equipment room is broken and tell her not to come over. I'll take it over as soon as I'm done."

After the clerk left, Lin Yanran looked at the silver ribbon hidden under the cabinet and suddenly kicked the cabinet in frustration.

He took a small box out of his pocket, inside which was a leopard head pendant, exactly the same as the one on his keychain.

He had it custom-made, intending to give it to her at the party, but now he felt it was a bit silly.

[Lin Yanran: Favorability rating 30→36, Emotional fluctuations - Negative 24/Neutral 10/Positive 0 (Negative -7, Positive +7)]

The door to the equipment room was suddenly pushed open, and Yu Jiuyuan's voice was tinged with laughter: "The heating isn't broken, you just don't want me to come in?"

Lin Yanran whirled around, nearly dropping the small box in his hand. He shoved it into his pocket, his movements as flustered as a caught thief: "Who...who didn't want you to come in? I was just worried you'd catch a cold!"

Yu Jiuyuan walked up to him, her gaze falling on his reddened earlobes: "Did you find the ribbon?"

"It's... under the cabinet." Lin Yanran's voice was stiff, but she still squatted down and reached out the ribbon. "Here you go."

The moment Yu Jiuyuan took the ribbon, she deliberately let go of it.

As the ribbons unfurled, she bent down to pick them up and bumped right into his arms.

Lin Yanran's breath hitched, and she stiffly reached out to help her, but withdrew her hand a second before touching her shoulder, like a cat that had been burned.

"Thank you, Officer Lin." Yu Jiuyuan straightened up, holding the loose ribbon in her hand, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "It seems your 'gentlemanly manners' have improved a lot."

As she turned to leave, Lin Yanran watched her retreating figure and suddenly took out the small box from her pocket.

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