Chu Fang's eyes shone like stars, while Zhong Tingyue's eyes sparkled with shyness. Sunlight shone on them, and in an instant, their shadows merged into one, stretching out very long.

A touch that's both close and distant.

Chu Fang felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his body.

At that moment, his mind had stopped working, and he had only one thought: Holy crap!

A gentle touch, and then they part.

A faint blush rose on Zhong Tingyue's cheeks, spreading to her ears and swan-like neck, turning her face a deep red, like a neon light in the sunset.

She suppressed her shyness, maintained a calm demeanor, and tried her best to appear as nonchalant as if they often kissed. She slowly said to the blond-haired girl, "Now you can believe me, right?"

The blonde girl stroked her chin, her eyes like the blazing sun, scanning them up and down. She shook her head and said, "Sister, you and brother don't seem like a couple. What couple blushes when they kiss? It's perfectly normal for me to kiss my ex-boyfriend."

“... ..."

Zhong Tingyue remained silent.

She always felt out of place in the world because she was too conservative. She recalled that during her junior and senior high school years, a couple holding hands could be discussed in class for ten days or half a month, and they talked about it with great interest.

Are students this open and playful nowadays?

"Sis, you and brother aren't a couple!" The blond-haired girl pretended to adjust her glasses in the air (even though she wasn't wearing them), like Sherlock Holmes. "It's just a performance between you two. I'm still going to commit suicide."

Zhong Tingyue: "... ..."

"Whether you commit suicide or not is your decision, but we really are a couple," Chu Fang said. "I have to prove it for us."

As soon as he finished speaking, to Zhong Tingyue's incredulous gaze, he covered her fair cheeks with both hands, then leaned in and lightly touched her lips with his own, before separating them. He then turned to the blond-haired girl and asked, "Are we a couple?"

Before she could answer, he kissed Zhong Tingyue's forehead again, then pulled away and asked, "Are we...?"

Before he could answer, he kissed Zhong Tingyue's cheek again, then pulled away, asking, "The two of us... ..."

"Yes, yes, yes." Before Chu Fang could finish his question, the blond-haired girl interrupted, "Brother, I believe you two are a couple."

Upon hearing this, Chu Fang released Zhong Tingyue. The latter lowered her head, her lips tightly pressed together, trying to hide her nervousness, while the former straightened his chest, as if nothing had happened.

The blonde girl continued, "Brother, I suspect you're taking advantage of my sister. I believed it the moment you kissed her for the first time. Why were you in such a hurry and didn't wait for my answer?"

Nonsense! A fool wouldn't take advantage of a good deal... Chu Fang rolled his eyes at the other person and said righteously, "We're a couple now, what's this about taking advantage?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly felt the atmosphere was a bit awkward, and the awkwardness came from the girl next to him. She coughed lightly a few times, glanced at the time—it was eleven o'clock—and said casually as she walked towards the kitchen:

"You two chat, I'll go to the kitchen to cook."

Stepping into the kitchen, he exhaled deeply: "Wow, this is so exciting!"

... ...

After Chu Fang disappeared, Zhong Tingyue also emerged from her embarrassment and sat on the sofa chatting with the blond-haired girl. Most of the time, the blond-haired girl asked the questions.

"Sis, how long have you and brother been dating?"

"About two months."

"Aren't you two childhood sweethearts?"

"... ..., it took two months to confirm the relationship."

"Oh." The blond-haired girl glanced back at the kitchen, where Chu Fang, wearing a floral apron, was busy chopping vegetables and cooking. He was clearly a frequent cook. "Sis, I'm so envious of you. Not only is your brother handsome, but he's also kind-hearted and can cook. There are very few men like him these days."

"fine."

"Really. I even want to find a man like you in the future, life would definitely be very happy."

At this moment, Zhong Tingyue had regained her senses. She glanced at the busy man and said seriously, "Is your idea of ​​a perfect boyfriend just someone who is handsome, has a good personality, and can cook?"

"Yes, my mom said that men who can cook are the most handsome."

"But have you ever considered that while he has provided you with so much material and emotional value, have you reciprocated in kind? Love is mutual, not a one-sided affair; otherwise, the relationship is destined to fail..."

The blonde girl tilted her head: "So, what did you provide for my brother, sis?"

Zhong Tingyue looked at Chu Fang with tenderness in her eyes: "I will do my best to give him a good living environment. He will take care of the home and I will take care of the outside world. If he doesn't want to work, then I will do it."

"Your work must be very tiring, right?"

"fine."

"sister."

"Um."

"I really think you two are a couple now."

"Wasn't that what happened just now?"

"The performance was too over the top."

"hehe."

... ...

Chu Fang was concerned about Zhong Tingyue's living environment.

I searched the entire kitchen and almost emptied the refrigerator, but all I found were two tomatoes, a few eggs, and some cured meat, which I think I brought from my hometown after the Chinese New Year.

He wondered how those two girls managed to survive.

Using simple ingredients, he stir-fried a classic tomato and egg dish.

He cleaned the cured pork, put it in a pot to steam, and after it was cooked and cooled down, he began to cut it.

The cured pork was excellent; the fat was translucent, and the lean meat had an enticing reddish-brown color. He ate a slice, and it was soft, chewy, and elastic, with the smoothness of the fat and the chewiness of the lean meat perfectly blended together.

"Hey, bro, you're stealing food." The blond-haired girl walked in and said disdainfully.

"Do you want some?"

"want!"

I had a simple lunch today: scrambled eggs with tomatoes and cured pork.

However, the three of them were quite happy. The blonde girl got out of her emotional turmoil, Chu Fang and Zhong Tingyue's relationship progressed further, and Zhong Tingyue remained steadfast in her own heart.

The three of them each had their own ideas.

Under the scorching sun, the clothes dried quickly. After they were dry, the blonde girl had to go home, missing her parents terribly.

They didn't try to stop her, and saw her to the door. Zhong Tingyue patted the blond-haired girl's head and said, "Don't do anything foolish in the future. It's not worth it for such a man. Your most important task now is to study and get into a good university. Then you'll find that there are many good men in the world waiting for you."

"Okay, sis." The blond-haired girl nodded obediently. "I want to find a boyfriend like you in the future."

“That won’t do,” Chu Fang replied. “Your brother is one of a kind. There is no man in the world better than your brother. I can only wish you find a boyfriend who is slightly worse than your brother. You can’t ask for more.”

The blond-haired girl gritted her teeth: "Brother, your emotional intelligence is really low. How did you even manage to win over my sister?"

"A sincere heart, a genuine heart, a loving heart."

"real?"

"And another handsome one..."

The blonde girl answered first: "Shameless face."

After saying that, she smiled and quickly ran away. When she reached the elevator, she waved to them and said, "Goodbye, brother and sister. I hope you two will always be together."

... ...

quiet!

After the blond-haired girl left, the two of them simultaneously felt an awkward atmosphere surrounding them, and for a moment they didn't know what to do.

They were fine when the blonde girl was around, but as soon as she left, they immediately recalled the kissing scene.

Despite Chu Fang's forceful kiss with Zhong Tingyue just now, he was actually incredibly nervous inside.

Despite Zhong Tingyue's seemingly poised and confident pronouncements about men managing the household and women handling external affairs, she only talked about it behind people's backs; she wouldn't dare say it to their faces.