Shen Yiyue reached out to wipe away Ning Yu's tears, only to find that Ning Yu was also trying to do the same for her.
She simply grabbed Ning Yu’s hand and rubbed it across her own cheeks a few times.
“How did you suddenly figure it all out?”
“Did you know every single time?”
She murmured softly, asking Ning Yu.
“Of course.”
Ning Yu nodded.
“Then… am I just too useless… that I couldn’t even…”
Before Shen Yiyue could finish, Ning Yu covered her mouth, stopping her from speaking further.
“You’ve already tried your best. It’s not your fault.”
Ning Yu picked up the closed ‘diary’ from the desk but didn’t open it immediately.
“Can I take a look?”
Shen Yiyue stared straight at Ning Yu and said:
“What? You want to read my diary?”
“I’m guessing this is your log, right?”
Ning Yu had actually seen Shen Yiyue writing in this book in many memory fragments.
Shen Yiyue’s expression froze, and she pouted:
“I was trying to trick you, but you even know this. Hmph.”
She grabbed the notebook from the side of the desk, opened the cover, and handed it to Ning Yu.
“A Girl’s Secrets?”
Ning Yu took the notebook and waved it at Shen Yiyue.
“If you say another word, I won’t let you read it!”
Shen Yiyue, seeing Ning Yu teasing her, pretended to snatch it back.
Ning Yu had already started reading it seriously.
Inside were indeed the strategies Shen Yiyue had employed each time and the corresponding results.
Page after page was filled with dense writing, devoid of complaints or emotional language, only rational and meticulous descriptions.
Her guesses, her actions, her failures, and the possible reasons for those failures.
Yet Ning Yu still noticed some blurred words in the lines, clearly from water damage.
She couldn’t help but shift her gaze from the log to Shen Yiyue.
She was smiling at her, as if waiting for Ning Yu to praise her with a “You’re amazing.”
On every page of the log, after each attempt, there was a line:
“Failed.”
Ning Yu saw “Failed.” multiple times on every page she turned.
This was inevitable because if it hadn’t failed every time, Ning Yu wouldn’t be standing here now.
“Failed, failed, failed, failed…”
But as Ning Yu looked at page after page of “Failed.”
She felt an inexplicable impact, both emotionally and visually.
What kind of mindset must one have to write such a log?
Even Ning Yu, who had seen all the memory fragments, felt she couldn’t possibly understand.
“Have you ever thought that if you fill this entire notebook and still can’t save me?”
Ning Yu couldn’t help but ask Shen Yiyue.
“Then I’ll just write another one.”
Shen Yiyue answered without hesitation.
“Even if I fail a thousand times, ten thousand times, a hundred million times, I’ll still save Xiao Yu.”
“Because if I succeed just once, I’ll be Xiao Yu’s hero~”
Ning Yu looked at her stubborn expression and felt an overwhelming warmth in her heart. She had never been treated like this by anyone before.
“Then I’ll reluctantly make you my hero.”
She reached out to pinch Shen Yiyue’s cheek, but the latter slowly turned away.
“Stupid Xiao Yu, I order you to remove ‘reluctantly.’”
She placed her hand on Ning Yu’s waist, threatening to tickle her.
Ning Yu had already flipped to the most recent entry in the log and asked another detailed question:
“Do you have to rewrite it every time?”
“Of course.”
Shen Yiyue said as if it were obvious.
“Don’t you ever forget?”
Ning Yu looked at the mostly filled notebook, feeling somewhat incredulous.
“I’ve written it so many times, so I remember…”
Shen Yiyue put her hand to her mouth, biting her thin lip as if she hadn’t even thought about how she managed to remember so much.
Ning Yu felt moved but kept her expression neutral.
Her eyes caught a glimpse of the back of the notebook being slightly open, and she couldn’t help but flip to the last page.
Though the front was filled, the middle was empty. What was written at the back?
‘The day I met Xiao Yu was in the storage room of the small supermarket…’
‘First time making steak…’
‘Strawberry milk ❤…’
Ning Yu only had time to glance at a few lines before the notebook was snatched away by Shen Yiyue.
“You’re not allowed to look at the back! That’s my *real* girl’s secret!!”
Shen Yiyue hugged the notebook to her chest like a precious treasure, protecting it with both hands, glaring at Ning Yu like a little tiger.
Ning Yu looked at Shen Yiyue innocently, though she had clearly seen a few lines that seemed to be about her.
The strawberry milk entry had a cute heart symbol and an emoticon that meant ‘super like.’
“This is…”
Ning Yu suspected she might have really seen something private, perhaps even Shen Yiyue’s diary, and was about to apologize.
Shen Yiyue’s face turned red, and she buried her head in the notebook.
“Because I’ve gone back so many times, sometimes my memories get mixed up.”
“So I wrote down everything about meeting Xiao Yu…”
“Isn’t that silly… You’re not allowed to laugh at me!”
She peeked out from the diary, her eyes watery, checking Ning Yu’s expression, then muttered very softly.
“I’m afraid something might really go wrong one day…”
“So I had to write it down…”
“I don’t want to forget Xiao Yu… Not even the smallest things…”
Ning Yu looked at her adorable expression, but her heart was filled with a mix of emotions.
She reached out and moved the diary away from Shen Yiyue’s face, placing it on the table, then leaned closer to her.
She gently pressed her forehead against Shen Yiyue’s, feeling the warmth radiating from her.
At such a close distance, she gazed at Shen Yiyue with intense eyes and whispered softly in a tender voice.
“How could I ever laugh at you?”
“I should say thank you for enduring so much all this time.”
Shen Yiyue didn’t resist this long-awaited closeness. Instead, she lightly rubbed her nose against Ning Yu’s and asked in a playful tone:
“Then does the hardworking child get a reward?”
“Of course.”
“What’s the rew… Mmm…”
Before Shen Yiyue could finish her question, her words were abruptly cut off.
Two passionate and sincere souls communicated in silence, their eyes closed as they felt the warmth of each other’s lips.
In the living room outside the bedroom.
“Ah… I’m so hungry, I can’t take it, I need to check.”
“Sister!! Sister Ning Yu!! I’m starving…”
Shen Qianqian rushed to the door of Shen Yiyue’s room in a few quick steps.