The summit of Sunset Peak was momentarily silent.

The white-clad musician, known for his precision down to fractions of a second, surprisingly hesitated for several seconds before accepting.

Category: Hairpin

Name: HairVivian (named by the creator, can be modified)

Grade: Rare Mortal Artifact

Level Requirement: 90

Attributes: Music Intent +15%, Inner Power Recovery Speed +12%, Agility +38, Health +1000

Durability: 500/500

Suitable Profession: Musician

Creator: Reed Vivian

"Actually, last time, besides asking FenTech for four divine beasts, I also asked for two rare materials, Tianshan White Jade and Nine Heavens Tempered Fire, and with some things I had collected before, I made this."

"Your original hairpin was already top-notch, I just wanted to see if I could make something even better."

As a result, she really managed to create a rare artifact with her good luck.

In 'Dreaming of Rivers and Lakes', the system's high-level equipment is called Divine Weapons, while player-made equipment is called Mortal Artifacts. However, this doesn't mean that the attributes of Mortal Artifacts are necessarily inferior to Divine Weapons. For example, the hairpin made by Vivian has attributes that surpass those of ordinary Divine Weapons. However, creating a rare Mortal Artifact is extremely difficult, requiring not only precious materials and profound skills but also a bit of luck.

"^_^, I guess I'm pretty lucky, right?"

Vivian typed nervously, speaking more than usual, as if saying one more sentence would lessen the awkwardness. But even though it was awkward, if given another chance, she would still muster all her strength to say that sentence.

After a slight pause, the white-clad musician said, "It's my luck that's good."

Vivian's face flushed slightly, unsure if it was because she felt guilty or something else, but she always felt that even his most ordinary words seemed to carry a deeper meaning.

"...Uh, well, both are good then." What was she even saying...

As if sensing her embarrassment from the other side of the computer, Nai Shawn smiled slightly, "What does HairVivian mean?"

"It means 'hairpin by Vivian'." The science student Vivian, who lacked any romantic cells, thought it was easy to understand, "If you don't like it, you can change it. I don't have any artistic cells..."

"No need to change it, I like it very much."

A bond of hair and Vivian.

How could he not like it?

"Oh."

This time, Vivian didn't sense any "deeper meaning" and simply responded, wanting to log off, "Well, I'm logging off now. I played too much today and want to sleep early."

The white-clad musician did not stop her. "Alright, my lady, you've worked hard."

"..."

This person... always seems to speak with double meanings, not knowing if he's referring to her hard work in playing or in making the equipment. Vivian, feeling embarrassed, left a string of ellipses and quickly "logged off."

The red figure disappeared from the cliff, and as time ticked by, several minutes later, slender fingers lightly tapped the right mouse button, replacing the old hairpin with the new one.

The white jade hairpin shimmered with a flowing light, nestled in the dark hair, crystal clear and radiant. Nai Shawn gazed at it, lost in thought.

Suddenly, he had a strong desire to see her.

At this moment, her eyebrows would be slightly raised, her eyes brighter than usual, clearly embarrassed yet pretending to be indifferent, with a hint of youthful innocence, undoubtedly beautiful.

The dormitory door was violently kicked open, breaking the reverie, and soon, George Yu's loud voice exclaimed in surprise, "No way, Third Brother, such a beautiful night with flowers and moonlight, how did you come back earlier than us!"

"You've been reading your idiom dictionary well lately." Fingers moved away from the laptop, and after one last glance at the game screen, Nai Shawn closed the computer and tossed it onto the bed. "Want to play mahjong?"

Wow!

George Yu let out a strange cry, quickly dragging out the mahjong box from under the bed, "What happened to you, wanting to play mahjong?"

"Nothing," Nai Shawn said casually, "I'm in a good mood and want to let off some steam."

"Hoho, just to be clear, I've been on a winning streak lately, so don't blame me if you lose." George Yu clattered the mahjong tiles onto the table.

Nai Shawn sat down at the table without comment.

...

...

An hour later.

Nai Shawn pushed the tiles in front of him: "Pure color dragon, don't blame me."

George Yu was teary-eyed.

Monkey Wine patted him sympathetically, "Condolences, didn't expect Third Brother to treat us, and you ended up paying for everything."

"Who said I'm paying, the night is still young." George Yu slapped the table, "Again! I'm going to turn the tables!"

The night was indeed long.

This night, the lingering seniors would spend their last night on campus, while the underclassmen, just freed from exams, filled the school with a restless joy, with many dormitory lights staying on all night.

However, the night eventually faded, and the morning arrived as expected. In the end, George Yu didn't turn the tables and stepped into society with a few hundred yuan of debt.

And Vivian would leave City B in the evening to go home for summer vacation.

"Vivian, your train ticket is so early."

Sally and Erica helped carry Vivian's suitcase, escorting her downstairs.

"Yes."

Absentmindedly responding, Vivian looked down from the stairwell window, seeing Nai Shawn's car already waiting downstairs, hidden among the green trees.

Sally also peeked out, giggling, "Having a boyfriend whose parents are professors is great, the car can drive into the school, otherwise, you'd have to take the shuttle to the school gate, which is a hassle."

"That's why he's called the multi-functional genius, but Vivian," Erica said, "leaving so early, won't your genius be angry?"

He shouldn't be angry... right?

Sitting in the car, Vivian secretly observed, and no matter how she looked, the genius seemed focused on driving. His handsome profile showed no expression, but it was clear he wasn't happy.

Vivian awkwardly offered the small plastic bag she had been holding, which contained a small cactus, "This is for you."

Nai Shawn glanced at it. "A new dowry?"

= =

The genius really wouldn't let go of the word dowry, probably just didn't have time to elaborate yesterday.

"It's the cactus I've been taking care of, and I can't look after it during the summer, so I'm giving it to you to take care of."

"Oh," Nai Shawn replied indifferently, "so I can think of you when I see it?"

Hey, don't be so awkward!

She knew it was a bit sudden to tell him at lunch that she was leaving in the evening, but it wasn't her fault.

Vivian muttered, "I didn't intentionally book it so early, when the school booked the tickets, I didn't know you yet."

Faced with the facts, Nai Shawn had nothing to say.

At the train station, Nai Shawn went to buy a platform ticket, and Vivian followed. When Nai Shawn took the change and ticket from the counter, Vivian suddenly leaned over and asked the ticket seller, "Are there any tickets to City W for the day after tomorrow?"

The ticket seller didn't even check and said, "No, all tickets for the next five days are sold out."

It was the expected answer, but the sudden look from the genius made her feel particularly disappointed.

Nai Shawn finally smiled, pulling her out of the line and taking out his phone to scroll through numbers.

"How about a plane ticket for the day after tomorrow?"

Vivian was stunned for a moment before understanding his meaning, quickly stopping him, "No need."

Staying a few more days would still mean leaving, and asking was just a momentary impulse. Once calm, it didn't seem right.

Vivian lowered her head and said, "I told my dad I'd be home tomorrow morning."

The atmosphere was a bit heavy, watching him put his phone back in his pocket, Vivian felt a bit stifled inside.

However...

"Forget it."

Sighing, he took her hand and led her to the waiting hall, Nai Shawn compromised, "Call me as soon as you get home."

Feeling relieved, Vivian quickly nodded.

"Buy a phone soon."

Continuing to nod, she promised, "I'll buy one as soon as I get home."

Vivian suddenly remembered last night's dorm chat, where Erica asked why the genius didn't buy her a phone. How did she respond then—The genius wouldn't do such a thing after knowing someone for just a few days, that would be awkward.

A strange sense of mutual understanding and joy welled up inside her.

He escorted her all the way to the train, and just as Nai Shawn finished placing her luggage, the conductor reminded them that the train was about to depart.

"Then you should go." Vivian didn't know what to say at this moment, only reminding him, "Remember to take care of the cactus."

Actually, a cactus can go a month without water, but last night while packing, the first thought that flashed through her mind was to give it to the genius. One reason was noticing that the genius's office didn't have a cactus to absorb radiation, but the deeper reason, which she hadn't delved into, was probably really for those four words.

Think of me when you see it...

Summer vacation, two months.

"Put it next to your computer in the office..."

Hopefully, you'll see it every day.

Nai Shawn raised an eyebrow.

So, she kept talking about her cactus before leaving? If he let her go just like that, he would be too much of a failure.

A gentle kiss.

The next second, restrained and courteous yet infinitely suppressed, it lightly landed on her eyelashes.

Not lingering, Nai Shawn looked into her eyes.

"Vivian, bon voyage."

Vivian's journey home was indeed "smooth sailing."

Because she floated back home >o<