Ning Xian once again held back from violating her junior brother...
She watched his slightly flustered eyes and heard his ceaseless heartbeat.
I really want to... continue...
But I can't. It would scare my junior brother away.
She retracted her gaze and sat back on the sofa.
Just then, the doorbell rang outside. Fang Xuan, as if granted amnesty, quickly stood up.
“Just leave the takeout on the ground.” He didn't even dare open the door now...
...
The takeout was left at the door.
Fang Xuan brought it in and placed it on the table.
“Sister... you eat first, I’m going to take a shower.”
His mouth was dry, and if he didn't take a cold shower soon, he really wouldn't be able to suppress himself...
With that, he practically ran into the bathroom.
The door closed, and the sound of water began.
Ning Xian stared at the takeout on the table, observing it seriously for a long time before finally figuring out how to open the packaging.
The food here was quite delicious.
Even more delicious than the scraps she used to pick up.
...
Inside the bathroom, Fang Xuan leaned against the door, taking several deep breaths.
Calm down... calm down...
This is a normal sibling relationship, it's nothing.
But in his mind, he couldn't help but recall the earlier scene.
She was wearing his short-sleeved t-shirt, her wet hair, her dazzlingly white legs...
And that kiss, so soft, so fragrant...
...What was he thinking?!
He quickly shook his head, then turned on the cold water.
...
A while later.
He came out after his shower, his mind finally a little calmer.
Wiping his hair, he walked into the living room.
Ning Xian was sitting at the table, slowly eating the takeout.
She ate very gracefully.
Fang Xuan looked at her and suddenly felt a bit embarrassed.
He usually just wolfed down a few bites, and this was just some rather unrefined takeout after all...
“Junior brother, come eat.”
Ning Xian looked up at him.
Fang Xuan froze for a moment.
“Junior brother...?”
It was the first time he had heard that address.
Ning Xian casually covered it up, “That’s what we call it where I’m from.”
Fang Xuan looked at her.
Her hometown? A dialect...?
He didn't think much of it, just taking it as a dialectal term.
He walked over and sat opposite her.
He ate a few bites casually...
...
Ning Xian then spoke softly again, “It was your aunt... who told me to look after you. From now on, you’ll live with me.”
Fang Xuan looked up.
Aunt? Did he have one...?
But now, none of that seemed to matter anymore...
He quietly watched her.
He watched her sitting under the dim yellow light, a gentle expression on her face.
That gentleness was very pure.
It didn't have that heart-racing sensation from before.
It was simply... gentleness.
Fang Xuan suddenly felt something in his heart being gently stirred.
Only then did he realize... that here, he truly wasn't alone anymore.
He was silent for a moment, then softly hummed in acknowledgment.
How could she possibly be deceiving him? He had truly overthought things before.
She was clearly such a gentle sister...
...
After eating and tidying up.
It was time for bed.
Fang Xuan brought out a quilt, preparing to sleep on the floor.
Ning Xian, of course, continued to coax him.
“Sleeping while hugging is a perfectly normal sibling relationship, why do we need two quilts?”
Fang Xuan's face turned red again.
He lowered his head, not daring to look at her.
“Still... it’s better... better to sleep separately.”
After that, no matter how much she tried to coax him, Fang Xuan insisted on sleeping on the floor.
Ning Xian saw his ears, red to the point of almost steaming, and decided not to tease him any further.
The corners of her mouth curved slightly.
Junior brother is still so young; I need to take it slow...
...
Fang Xuan finally let out a sigh of relief.
He spread the quilt on the floor and lay down.
Ning Xian lay on the bed.
The lights in the room were off, with only a faint glimmer of light filtering in from outside the window...
It was very quiet.
Fang Xuan lay on the floor mat, staring at the ceiling.
His mind was still a mess.
He closed his eyes but couldn't fall asleep at all.
He could only try counting sheep...
Finally, by the time he counted to the fourth one, he fell into a deep sleep...
...
The next day.
Fang Xuan woke up in a daze.
Sunlight filtered through the gap in the curtains, scattering across the floor.
He sat up and took a few deep breaths.
Calm down...
He pushed open the door and walked out.
In the kitchen, that graceful figure was still there.
Ning Xian was wearing his short-sleeved t-shirt, standing in front of the stove, with the morning sun shining on her.
Fang Xuan's heart skipped another beat.
No, no... he really was such a pervert, always having... that thought every day.
As he was thinking, he suddenly smelled a fragrant aroma.
Hmm...? She couldn't have set the kitchen on fire again, could she?
He quickly put on his school uniform, preparing to rush into the kitchen to check.
However, just as he moved, he met Ning Xian coming out, carrying a bowl of congee.
Ning Xian spoke softly, “Eat first.”
Fang Xuan was slightly stunned.
He never ate breakfast, nor did he have the habit.
But that aroma still made him unable to resist going over and sitting down.
Ning Xian placed a bowl of congee in front of him.
It was plain white congee.
Anyway, it smelled so good, though he couldn't pinpoint why...
Ning Xian sat opposite him, also holding a bowl, and slowly drank.
Fang Xuan couldn't help but secretly glance at her.
The way she drank her congee was also very graceful, taking small sips.
So... beautiful...
He quickly averted his gaze, pretending to drink his congee with his head down, his ears starting to feel slightly hot again...
...
After finishing the congee, Fang Xuan was ready to go to school; it was the most useless morning self-study...
He picked up his schoolbag and walked to the door.
Ning Xian stood by the door, watching him.
“Go to school.”
Fang Xuan nodded, “Mm...”
Ning Xian merely smiled faintly; in his eyes, she was still very pure...
“If you’re obedient, I’ll give you a reward when you come back...”
Fang Xuan’s heart beat even faster.
A reward...
Another reward...
Now his mind was filled with that word, and last night's kiss.
And her scent when she leaned close...
This made him feel that he himself was truly depraved...
Because she seemed completely oblivious...
Including kissing him, including sleeping together... she just thought it was normal...
But he... only thought of those kinds of things.
“I... I’m leaving.”
The door closed.
Ning Xian stood behind the door, the corners of her eyes curving slightly.
Such an obedient junior brother...
What good reward should I give him when he comes back today?
...
At school.
Fang Xuan sat in the classroom, staring at the blackboard.
He couldn't hear a single word of what the teacher was saying.
His mind was entirely filled with Ning Xian's face.
The way she drank congee... her gentle eyes.
And the “reward” she mentioned.
...It's over, has he really gone mad?
...
He finally managed to endure until school ended.
Fang Xuan packed his things and walked out of the school gate.
But outside, it was raining heavily, and he hadn't brought an umbrella.
How should he get back?
He never befriended his classmates or paid them any mind; it was just a waste of his time.
So there was no one he knew to borrow an umbrella from.
He stood alone under the eaves of the school gate, watching the rain outside.
The rain wasn't light; if he ran back, he would definitely get soaked...
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