He likes you.

Hearing the voice beside her, Su Ran looked up. Song Shiyan was very tall, and when she looked up, she could only see his handsome jawline. As if noticing her gaze, he lowered his eyes, and their eyes met.

"I know."

She could tell what Yu Zui meant, but in Su Ran's opinion, the two were not a good match.

Why does he like himself?

He fell in love with her while getting to know her, but she didn't know it was unrequited love, and even if she did know, it wouldn't make any difference.

She doesn't like it.

I don't like anyone.

She had no interest in dating.

Before, all she cared about was making money. But after she had the money, she saw the suffering in the world and couldn't help but lend a helping hand. Then she saw her own country and wanted to build it up.

So she has no other thoughts right now.

There are plenty of people who like her, but she doesn't know who they are or wants to know, because she doesn't like them.

She disliked Song Shiyan, Fu Rongzhi, Shen Yu, Yu Zui, and others.

Why?

Perhaps it was because no one taught me how to love back then.

So now she only wants to enjoy physical pleasure and doesn't want to spend any time talking about money or love.

"But nowadays many people think that dating and marriage are wonderful, so why don't they want to try it?"

Hearing the man's words and sensing his nervousness, Su Ran smiled slightly and said, "Dating and marriage will only be an obstacle for me."

Song Shiyan stopped in his tracks, only to hear a girl's voice beside him.

Why do humans develop emotions?

"That's controlled by a substance called dopamine in the brainstem. When you fall in love, it's because you like someone. Because you like someone, the brain will secrete a lot of this substance, which will produce a series of physiological reactions such as a faster heartbeat, a dazed look, and the brain being in a state of excitement."

Su Ran turned her head and looked at Song Shiyan, "But now I want to seriously do scientific research in China."

"Science is rigorous; no small mistake can be made. We need to keep a clear head at all times. I don't want to think about love and romance; I just want to build my motherland well."

"So I won't waste my time and energy doing something that doesn't benefit my goals at all."

Song Shiyan looked at her without saying a word. Seeing the determination in her eyes, he probably understood.

It's been a long time since we last met. It seems like it was a year ago. I wanted to celebrate her birthday but couldn't find anyone. But after not seeing her for so long, she seems to attract me even more.

He knew she was outstanding.

He could guess what they were doing that year; it was probably something that would overturn the international situation.

But he was proud of her.

Fortunately, his parents were farsighted; he has a Chinese green card, which allows him to come to China to see her.

Su Ran walked slowly forward, the setting sun casting a glow on her, making her appear even more breathtakingly beautiful.

Song Shiyan stopped in his tracks and stared at her retreating figure.

Su Ran, do you know how much I love you?

I want a formal title so I can stay by your side forever.

But this kind of thing is a nuisance to you.

What am I supposed to do with you...?

Noticing that the people around her hadn't followed, Su Ran turned around and saw Song Shiyan standing there in a daze not far away. She frowned slightly and said, "Aren't you coming?"

Hearing the girl's voice, Song Shiyan came back to his senses.

He cleared his mind of all thoughts and his expression became even more resolute.

It doesn't matter if we don't have a formal title, as long as I love you.

After all, it was I who was attracted by beauty.

Song Shiyan took long strides and caught up in a few steps, gently placing his large hand on her waist.

Su Ran didn't mind, and naturally leaned against him. After all, they had done more intimate things before, and having a walking clothes rack was quite nice. "What were you thinking about?"

Song Shiyan said with a smile, "I was wondering if I would be hunted down by the United States for betraying America and coming to China."

Su Ran smiled upon hearing this, "Your parents would be furious if they knew."

Song Shiyan shook his head nonchalantly, "They've both settled permanently in China, so I feel they'll support my decision."

Su Ran didn't continue speaking, and neither did Song Shiyan. The two walked slowly forward, like a newlywed couple in love.

......

......

"Baby, are you comfortable?"

Song Shiyan leaned close to her ear, their ears rubbing together, her low breaths like the best aphrodisiac. Their lips intertwined, her slender white arms, seemingly boneless, lazily draped over his strong back.

...

As the night breeze blows, it seems to encourage or help the wheat. The wind rustles through the wheat ears, creating a symphony of sounds, as if telling the story of the snow-white wheat.

The sky was covered in white snow, and the wheat stood upright. The winter wind could not break its posture. Only when it kissed the earth and came close to that white expanse could it bend its back.

......

......

Su Ran leaned against the bedside, the blanket covering her snow-white skin, and also concealing those faint, ambiguous traces.

A pair of strong, wheat-colored skin reached out and wrapped their arms around hers; the stark contrast of black and white seemed to speak of endless ambiguity.

"Wow, did it feel good? How about one more time?"

The man leaned close, his deep voice ringing in my ear, a little hoarse, but pleasant to hear.

Su Ran yawned and pushed the man who was leaning closer away. "It's comfortable, but I'm not coming anymore."

She didn't care what Song Shiyan did; she had enough. She felt that this was enough to release her stress, and doing it a few more times would be a waste of time.

Song Shiyan tried to seduce and tempt Su Ran many times, but Su Ran remained unmoved. He also knew that no matter how hard he tried, it would be in vain.

Su Ran always maintained a calm demeanor.

He then got up and went to the bathroom.

She glanced up at it briefly before looking away.

He lay lazily on the bed, a cigarette between his fingers, tilting his head back slightly to exhale the smoke, which quickly disappeared into the air.

Why not come again?

The system held back for a long time before slowly asking the question.

Upon hearing the system's voice, I immediately replied, "Are you an adult?"

The system didn't know why its host asked that, but obediently replied, "[All systems appearing in the System Realm have completely simulated events from age one to one hundred. Here, adulthood is defined as 18 years old, so you are an adult.]"

"Since you're an adult, go explore on your own. This kind of thing is only truly relevant when it's based on mutual consent."

Whether or not to come back depends not on one person, but on both.

"But if the love you know is forced love, then disregard what I said."