[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me-":3,"chapter-i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-738":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I'm Focused on Science, But You Want to Trick Me Into Love?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2333874,4563,"Chapter 738","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-738",738,"\u003Cp>The dusk had grown quite deep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the LCD TV, a recorded New Year’s Gala from Mango TV played, just to pass the time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou peeled an orange, watching the dancers on screen: “Look at that—now that’s dancing. Fluid movements, elegant and spirited. Yours? Pure rehabilitation training.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Professor Xu, I’ll allow you to say that again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yao’s hands had already wrapped around Xu Qingzhou’s waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou winked at Wang Xiaping, who had already won her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xiaping feigned not seeing: “Are you having eye spasms?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I said you dance beautifully.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou slipped a segment of the peeled orange into Song Yao’s mouth and praised her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yao raised an eyebrow but let him off—her parents were right there, and she couldn’t act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s snowing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yao glanced out the window, her face suddenly bright with delight. She poked Xu Qingzhou and pulled him toward the balcony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You two, put on your coats,” came Zhang Junli’s voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re just going to look, we’ll be right back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snowflakes drifted through the air like willow fluff, scattered and sparkling. Standing before the floor-to-ceiling window, they could see the distant, rolling expanse of the cityscape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two stood on the balcony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rongcheng’s snow was subtle—a rare, fleeting sight, the kind that made everyone excited when it fell, even trending online.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Time flies so fast—it’s already 2021,” Song Yao said, reaching out to catch a falling snowflake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou watched the warm puffs of her breath and drew closer, pulling her into his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, he truly felt time slipping away like a shuttle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them, occasional laughter from Xu’s father and Song’s father playing mahjong brought an unexpected sense of peace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you grinning at?” Song Yao tilted her head and pinched Xu Qingzhou’s cheek a few times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qingzhou rubbed the girl’s hair and said: “I just feel this life is wonderful.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good to know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yao swatted his hand away, gazing into the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The modern city glowed with countless lights—whether from mansions or humble homes, each one now represented the joy of the New Year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aren’t you going to look some more?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can stay here. I’m going back,” Song Yao said, smoothing her wind-tousled bangs, then turning to reenter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aren’t you the one who loves romance?” Xu Qingzhou followed her inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yao scoffed: “Standing outside in the cold at night? That’s stupid.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t someone used to say doing silly things together was romance?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shut up!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can’t argue, so you resort to violence.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xu Qingzhou, are you looking for a fight?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day, both families stayed in Rongcheng; on the second day, they began visiting relatives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two young people first went with them to the village where Xu Qingzhou’s grandparents lived, then on the fourth day headed to Song Yao’s hometown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though busy, it was better than last year—just the immediate family over for meals, no extended relatives invited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>February 19.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After spending the New Year in Rongcheng, Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao returned to Beijing, leaving their newly purchased penthouse empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song’s parents had bought their home only eight years ago—it was a new neighborhood, and they had no plans to move.\u003C\u002Fp>",542,"2026-06-20T21:06:45.888Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","2ba0899d7802c9227a1121d035c79de0f7d4654a344d73dd7d35f3268bc824a6","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-739","i-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--chapter-737",790,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-focused-on-science-but-you-want-to-trick-me--cover.jpg"]