Bo Chi dies unexpectedly in a car accident and discovers in the afterlife that her nemesis has also kicked the bucket. Currently, her nemesis is working in three thousand small worlds, earning poin...
A question mark popped up on Bo Chi's head. He thought that what he said had caused Yu Zhao to misunderstand him, and hurriedly said, "Who said that I only care about this? Even if we are not sisters, but just nodding acquaintances, you can't just kiss me just to feed me medicine!"
Isn't this a hooligan, pervert, or something?
Yu Zhao pretended to be surprised: "Is it impossible? Doesn't my sister like me? Could it be that my sister doesn't like me, so she wants to deceive me in this way?"
At this point, her tone suddenly softened, and she approached Bo Chi with tears in her eyes. She pushed Bo Chi against the wall with grievance, and held him tightly in her arms, "Sister, you have such a cruel heart. You know that I have always longed for someone who loves me..."
Bo Chi panicked and denied it three times: "It's not that I didn't, when did I say I liked you?"
Yu Zhao's eyes moved, and he said innocently, "In the dream. My sister kept calling my name, saying over and over again that she liked me, and also said no, um, be gentle..."
Bo Chi's expression cracked, and he didn't care about the distance between them. He immediately raised his hand to cover her mouth in shame, and said in a breakdown: "Did I really say that? But I haven't had any colorful dreams recently!"
Yu Zhao looked at her with a smile, without any exaggerated shame, but instead a little joy at having succeeded in his attempt: "So, sister really has this kind of feeling towards me."
Bo Chi whimpered, covered his red and hot cheeks, and cried, "Please stop talking."
Being caught having a sex dream by her sister was socially devastating enough, but the two protagonists in the dream were themselves. This was more than an embarrassing situation that could be solved by crawling through a hole in the ground. It was a suffocating scene that could not be erased even if she moved to Mars overnight.
Bo Chi put on a mask of pain and covered his head with the quilt, trying to escape from reality: "Dreams are the opposite of reality. I don't like you!"
Yu Zhao blinked, his tone full of disappointment: "Then I can't feed my sister the medicine?"
"Of course not!" Bo Chi poked his head out, snatched the medicine from her hand, gritted his teeth and swallowed it in one gulp.
Seeing that she was choking while eating, Yu Zhao considerately handed her some hot water and gently patted her back.
Bo Chi recovered his breath and continued with his previous words, saying earnestly, "You are still young now, you don't understand anything, and it's not time for you to understand it yet. When you grow up, it will be in time for you to get in touch with these things."
Yu Zhao raised her eyebrows and opened her mouth to say something, but after a moment's hesitation, she swallowed it back and said with a smile, "Sister is right, Zhao always listens to you."
Bo Chi was immediately coaxed into relaxing, and he curved his eyes and smiled.
There was a blush on her face, her long black hair fell flat on the sides of her face, and her appearance was as delicate as a life-size doll, easily attracting the attention and gazes of men and women.
When Yu Zhao was a child, she lived with her grandmother. She was always envious when she saw others dressing up and combing the hair of beautiful and cute dolls. When she grew older and worked to earn money, she never bought any for herself for her livelihood and future - even though this was her only dream and wish when she was young.
After many years and changes in the environment, she thought she had long abandoned those childish thoughts from her childhood. Until she saw the thin wings that were alive, blinking, and whose every frown and smile made her heart palpitate, she realized a little late that her wish had not changed.
She longed to have her own little princess.
"Yu Zhao? Yu Zhao?" Bo Chi felt a little uncomfortable with Yu Zhao's increasingly dark gaze. He touched his arm and whispered, "I've finished taking my medicine and I'm going to sleep for a while. You should go out first. Don't always stay by my side. Otherwise, what if I pass on the cold to you?"
Yu Zhao came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Sister is so kind to me. After hearing what Sister said, I want to stay even more. Maybe after the cold is passed on to me, Sister will recover immediately."
Bo Chi slowly shrank back into the quilt, his voice soft and sticky with a nasal tone: "What are you thinking about? Don't you have any dignity when you have a cold? I'm still discussing this with you..."
Her voice weakened, and her thick, long black eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings. She looked like she was too sleepy to open her eyes, yet she was trying hard to talk to Yu Zhao.
Yu Zhao's heart softened unconsciously, and his tone became gentle: "Okay, I won't say any more, just go to sleep peacefully."
Bo Chi hummed and reminded again in a daze: "Remember to get out..."
The cold medicine took effect and she fell asleep quickly.
Yu Zhao sat beside her without moving, staring at her face with his eyes lowered.
When she first knew that Bo Chi liked her, Yu Zhao had the idea of taking advantage of him. After all, she had nothing, and if she wanted to get him, she had to seize every opportunity.
But when she deliberately approached Bo Chi, all her calculations became useless, and she would unconsciously get along with him with true feelings, as if she instinctively wanted to show her softest side to him.
Yu Zhao couldn't figure it out and could only laugh at himself for being too lacking in love.
It was obvious that Bo Chi had been making things difficult for her before, but now that he was just giving her a good look, she was completely irresistible.
What a loser.
Yu Zhao sighed inwardly, tucked in the quilt for Bo Chi without thinking any more, took the breakfast downstairs, and put it in the kitchen to keep it warm in case Bo Chi woke up and couldn't eat something hot immediately.
Her actions were seen by Bo's father and mother. While she was not paying attention, Bo's mother pushed Bo's father and whispered, "Has Zhao Zhao ever cared so much about Chi Chi before?"
Father Bo thought for a moment and said, "It seems not. However, Chichi has never liked A Zhao, and A Zhao is also timid and a little afraid of us. Now that the two sisters are familiar with each other, they will naturally become close."
Bo's mother frowned. Perhaps because her best friend had confessed to her in the past, she was particularly sensitive to such matters. Just from the way Yu Zhao paid attention to Bo Chi, she could vaguely sense something.
But she was still unsure, and she didn't want to embarrass her two daughters, so after hesitating for a while, she pulled Yu Zhao to sit down and softly talked about the inevitable marriage issue for every child: "Your sister is not young anymore, she will be a 20-year-old girl in a blink of an eye. After dating for a few years, it's time for her to get married. I see that you have a good relationship with her recently. What kind of boys do you think she likes?"
Yu Zhao didn't expect Mother Bo to ask this out of the blue. His expression froze for a while before he slowly said, "Sister hasn't mentioned this kind of private matter to me. It's better for you to ask Sister directly."
Mother Bo stared at her closely: "What she thinks is one thing, and what you think is suitable for her is another."
Yu Zhao pursed his lips and said nothing.
Bo's mother's heart skipped a beat, and her bad premonition became stronger and stronger. She had only asked tentatively, but Yu Zhao would rather not answer than just say anything, which made her even more suspicious.
What is even more frustrating is that both daughters are the apple of her eye. One is the apple of her eye who has been doted on for more than a decade, and the other is her biological daughter who has to endure hardships and work at a young age. She cannot even say a harsh word to both of them, let alone question them harshly.
After much thought, Bo's mother gave up the idea of starting with Yu Zhao.
Compared to Yu Zhao, who had to make a living from childhood, the proud and arrogant Bo Chi was obviously simpler.
In the evening, after hearing that Bo Chi had woken up, her mother went upstairs to look for her. As a result, she ran into Yu Zhao who was going downstairs to the kitchen to get dinner for Bo Chi.
Yu Zhao's expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't take the morning's conversation to heart.
Mother Bo looked at her a few more times and suddenly realized that her timid little daughter was a good candidate for a career in business. At least her calm attitude made her very suitable for business work.
With this thought in mind, she entered Bo Chi's room. When she saw Bo Chi curled up in bed with his long hair loose and his cheeks flushed abnormally, she suddenly felt distressed: "How did he catch a cold out of nowhere? Did he leave the window open when he slept at night?"
Bo Chi said in a low voice with a guilty conscience: "I forgot about it at first, but then Yu Zhao came to my room and helped me close it."
Speaking of this, Mother Bo suddenly remembered the purpose of her visit and frowned, "You and Zhao Zhao have always been at odds. How come you've gotten along so well in just half a month? Not only do you sleep together, but you're also so, so intimate?"
She said it so tactfully that Bo Chi didn't get her implied line at all, and just said stupidly, "Isn't it normal for sisters to be close?"
Mother Bo looked at her suspiciously: "Do you really think of her as your sister?"
Bo Chi nodded as if it was natural: "Of course, although I was a bit of a jerk in the past and often bullied Yu Zhao, but in my heart, she has always been my most lovely sister!"
Mother Bo: “…”
What's going on?
I always feel that although Chi Chi answered, his answer seems completely irrelevant...
Bo's mother and Bo Chi stared at each other for a long while, and finally bowed to Bo Chi's confused look and said, "Since you treat her as your sister, then you can go on a blind date this weekend."
Bo Chi's cheerful expression paused, and he asked in confusion: "How did these two things turn out?!"
Mother Bo narrowed her eyes: "You don't want to go on a blind date?"
Bo Chi nodded quickly.
Bo's mother pressed, "Why? Do you have someone you like? The blind date I arranged for you is Xiang's child. I heard that there are many girls who like him. Are you sure you don't want to go and take a look?"
Bo Chi was about to firmly refuse, but was startled when he heard Xiang Jia: "Is it Xiang Jin?"
Mother Bo nodded: "Yes, the Xiang family and our family have always had a good relationship. When I took you to his house to play when I was a child, you also said that you wanted to marry Xiang Jin. Now I will create an opportunity for you. Do you want to go?"
Bo Chi's focus is not on the blind date, but other times: "When is the date of the blind date?"
Seeing that she had asked about the date, Mother Bo couldn't help but chuckle, "Any day is fine. Xiang Jin has already told you that he is willing to let you choose."
Bo Chi's eyes lit up: "Then let's do it next Wednesday!"
In the plot, next Wednesday is the day when Xiang Jin's cruise ship capsized and he accidentally fell into the sea. Since you have decided not to stand by and watch someone die, why not just schedule the blind date on that day? This way you can kill two birds with one stone!
Mother Bo did not object, and agreed to this date with a smile, then stood up and said, "Then I will go and tell the Xiang family, don't change your mind at the last minute."
"No." Bo Chi vowed, "I've been ready for a long time."
Mother Bo nodded with relief and suppressed her previous doubts.
It's hard to say whether Yu Zhao has that kind of idea or not, but judging from Bo Chi's happy look, he is definitely not the kind of person who would have that kind of idea towards his sister.
Mother Bo felt slightly relieved. She opened the door and stepped out, but bumped head-on into Yu Zhao who was standing outside the door.
She was startled, and asked in a mysterious way: "Did you hear everything?"
The author has something to say: Mother Bo: We have to find a way to separate them.
Yu Zhao (smiling): I am not here to break up this family, I am here to join you.