Fang Xuan was just thinking about it when a graceful figure in the distance caught his eye.
Ning Xian was walking slowly toward him, holding an umbrella.
She was still wearing the same white dress from when they first met.
Rain slid down the edges of the umbrella, forming a hazy curtain of water around her.
Then she stopped in front of him, reached out, and took his hand.
Their fingers interlocked...
Fang Xuan's entire body stiffened slightly.
Just like that, he was gently pulled by her into the rain...
...
The sound of the rain was loud.
It crashed against the surface of the umbrella, splashing into fine droplets.
But it was quiet under the umbrella.
So quiet that only the sound of their breathing could be heard.
Fang Xuan was led gently by her, walking forward step by step.
There was no awkwardness, no shyness, only a very familiar feeling...
It was very comfortable.
It felt as if they were meant to be like this.
It felt as if this scene had already happened countless times before.
He couldn't help but turn his head to look at her.
She held the umbrella, looking straight ahead.
Rain slid down the edges of the umbrella, but she shielded him so well that not a single drop touched him.
Fang Xuan suddenly felt that this scene... was truly familiar.
It felt as if a long, long time ago, they had walked like this too.
In some place, on some rainy day.
But... how was that possible? He had only known her for two days.
He lowered his head, looking at their interlocked hands...
Her hand was very soft, very cool.
But it was also very warm...
Why did this feeling... feel so familiar?
...
Halfway there.
Ning Xian suddenly slowed her pace.
Fang Xuan looked up at her, somewhat confused.
She was looking at him too, her eyes filled with a bit of tenderness and a hint of a smile.
“You were very good today, waiting for me to come...” she said softly.
Fang Xuan froze again, and before he could react...
She had already lowered her head slightly.
Right there in front of passersby... in the shadow cast by the umbrella, she gave him a gentle kiss.
It was soft.
It carried the scent of the rain.
Fang Xuan's mind instantly went blank; he felt like he was about to faint...
This... this was on... on the street...
Would someone see...?
He felt his heart beating so fast it was about to leap out of his chest.
Ning Xian backed away slightly, looking at him like this and smiling gently.
“It’s not convenient right now...”
Her voice was very soft, drifting into his ears like a silken thread of rain.
“I’ll reward you when we get home...”
Fang Xuan felt the heat rising in his face again.
There... there was more of a reward? What would it be...?
He didn't dare to think... but he couldn't help thinking about it.
Ning Xian was already leading him forward again.
Under the umbrella, only the sound of rain and heartbeats remained.
...
Back at home.
The door closed.
Fang Xuan stood in the entryway, feeling that sense of panic rising again, his heart starting to race.
He was truly beyond saving...
So, how was he supposed to bring up the reward...?
Dammit...
He stood there, his mind a mess.
Ning Xian had already walked into the kitchen and was bringing out the prepared food.
Fang Xuan was slightly stunned again.
Huh...? So she actually knew how to cook.
He looked at the three dishes and one soup on the table, steaming hot and smelling delicious.
Then before... why did she almost burn the kitchen down? Was it because she didn't know how to use a gas stove...?
Was she from a mountain village?
He looked at Ning Xian.
She stood by the table, setting out the bowls and chopsticks. Her movements were natural, and her expression was calm.
With such a pure appearance...
Maybe she really did come from some remote mountain village...
“Eat first.”
Ning Xian looked up at him.
Fang Xuan snapped out of it and walked over to sit down...
But while eating, he was still distracted.
Fine... he just wanted the reward...
No... it was... just that, this... um...
Forget it, he admitted he was a pervert, ugh...
To have those kinds of thoughts about her...
He couldn't lie to his own heartbeat; he might as well admit he was just smitten by her beauty.
But even from the first glance, he couldn't suppress that heart-fluttering feeling...
He didn't really believe she was some cousin... maybe she was just homeless and came to stay.
Yes, that must be it.
So no matter what they did, it was a perfectly normal relationship.
He had money, he could support her. So what if she was a few years older? What did it matter...?
His thoughts drifted further and further away. His chopsticks poked at the rice in his bowl, and his gaze began to wander.
What would be a good name for their future children...?
...
After finishing the meal and tidying up.
Normally, it would be his nap time now.
But how could Fang Xuan possibly sleep now?
He sat on the sofa, his mind in a jumble.
Ning Xian came over and sat down beside him.
She was very close, close enough for him to smell her fragrance.
Fang Xuan's heart began to race again.
Ning Xian looked at him, her eyes tender. “Is the pressure at school too much? I can help you release some pressure...”
Fang Xuan's throat bobbed a few times.
Re... release pressure?!
He stole a glance at Ning Xian. Her expression was perfectly normal, as if she were just saying something very ordinary.
Does... does she not know what she's saying, or is this... just her understanding of 'releasing pressure'?
Fang Xuan felt even more guilty inside.
Ning Xian continued to coax him, “Of course, only if my junior brother is obedient.”
Fang Xuan spoke almost instinctively.
“Obedient... of course I’m obedient...”
Ning Xian looked at him, smiling slightly.
“Then...”
She stood up and took his hand. “Just come to the room with me now...”
...
Fang Xuan was led into the room in a daze.
The door closed behind them...
Ning Xian stood before him.
The afternoon sunlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting mottled light and shadows on her.
The collar of her long dress was slightly open, revealing her white collarbones.
And below the collarbones was a faint, looming curve...
Fang Xuan didn't dare look at all... but he couldn't help looking.
He felt his nose getting a bit hot...
Ning Xian took a step closer, and Fang Xuan took a step back.
She took another step, and he backed up again.
His back hit the wall... there was nowhere left to retreat.
Ning Xian stood in front of him, so close he could feel the warmth of her breath.
She raised her hand and gently pressed it against his chest.
“Why is your heart beating so fast...”
Fang Xuan swallowed hard. “Sis... Sister...”
“Hmm?”
“What... what are you going to do...”
Ning Xian looked at him, her eyes cool, but something was surging deep within them.
“Helping junior brother release some pressure...”
She leaned close to his ear and whispered, “If you’re obedient... there will be even more rewards...”
...
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