The two were standing quite close, and Xiao Xin could smell the faint scent of his perfume. Although it carried a slightly oppressive aura, Xiao Xin didn't find it offensive; in fact, she felt quite safe.

Xiao Xin was somewhat distracted and for a moment forgot about Fu Yan's question.

Seeing that he was lost in thought, Fu Yan asked again, "Brother, are you going out?"

Xiao Xin then snapped out of her daze and nodded, "Mm."

Where to?

Xiao Xin placed her phone face down on the bed, looked into Fu Yan's eyes, and said heavily, "Today is the anniversary of He Yunzhou's death."

Fu Yan's pupils dilated for a moment, and a hint of awkwardness flashed across his face, but he quickly composed himself and said, "I know."

Xiao Xin sighed, looked away from the ground, and said, "I don't really understand why you did that last time..."

“That’s not his ashes,” Fu Yan explained calmly. “His ashes have already been buried. What we had last time was just ordinary flour.”

Xiao Xin: "..."

The air was silent for two seconds.

“I’m sorry, brother,” Fu Yan suddenly said, “I apologize for the stupid things I did in the past.”

Xiao Xin saw that he had his head down, so she raised her hand and rubbed his head.

Fu Yan glanced at him and asked, "Brother, you've forgiven me?"

“I’ve never blamed you,” Xiao Xin said, looking into his eyes. “I have also wronged you in some ways.”

Fu Yan's eyes reddened. "I've never blamed my brother."

Xiao Xin reached out and hugged him, asking in his ear, "Do you want to go see him together?"

Fu Yan's eyes were conflicted. After thinking for a moment, he replied, "Why?"

Does Xiao Xin still have feelings for He Yunzhou?

Xiao Xin: "I want to tell him that I have found the love of my life."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yan froze.

Xiao Xin felt his tense body and gently patted his back, saying, "I love you, Fu Yan."

Fu Yan wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him back: "I love you, Xiao Xin."

"Um."

After a moment of tenderness, Fu Yan suddenly asked, "Brother, have you forgotten something?"

"What?"

Happy birthday, bro.

As soon as she finished speaking, a cool touch brushed against her neck.

Xiao Xin looked down and saw that it was a necklace.

The necklace's pendant is a star surrounded by the moon; the silver pendant glitters in the dark, just like a real star.

Seeing him staring intently at the necklace, Fu Yan asked, "Do you like it? I made it myself."

Xiao Xin looked up at him and smiled, "You really like giving necklaces as gifts?"

Fu Yan sensed the jealousy in his tone and opened his arms to hug Xiao Xin tightly again.

“His doesn’t have a moon, yours does,” Fu Yan said.

Xiao Xin chuckled, "So what?"

Fu Yan rested his chin on his shoulder and said, "So don't be jealous, brother. That moon is me, which means you have me. I belong to you alone."

Xiao Xin hadn't intended to argue with him, and said, "Let's eat first, I'm hungry."

"Are we still going to see him?" Fu Yan asked.

Xiao Xin: "I don't have time today, let's do it another day."

Fu Yan smiled and said, "Okay."

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Western restaurant.

Xiao Xin glanced at the empty restaurant and asked Fu Yan across from her, "Did you book the whole place?"

Fu Yan took a sip of red wine and nodded, "Yes, I don't like being disturbed."

The private room was too small, and he preferred a spacious place, so he booked the entire place.

Xiao Xin didn't say anything more and lowered his head to eat his steak.

Soon, soothing music filled the quiet restaurant.

Xiao Xin felt the music sounded slightly familiar, and it wasn't until the music became clearer that he remembered it was him singing.

As he cut his steak, he couldn't help but ask, "Why are you playing my song?"

Fu Yan smiled and replied, "Because your song has been with me for three years."

"For the past three years, whenever I miss my brother, I listen to your songs."

Xiao Xin listened to his frank and heartfelt speech, but found it difficult to comment.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fu Yan asked curiously, "Where's your brother?"

Xiao Xin asked knowingly, "What about me?"

Fu Yan paused for a moment, then asked, "Brother, haven't you thought about me?"

"I haven't thought about it," Xiao Xin replied quickly.

Fu Yan frowned, feeling a little annoyed.

Xiao Xin couldn't help but laugh when she saw his little expression. "What, you have a problem with that?"

Fu Yan cut his steak and said bluntly, "It's nothing, I just feel it's a bit unfair."

He looked sullen and serious, as if it were really true.

Xiao Xin suddenly found it amusing to tease him, and rubbed the inside of his calf with the tip of her shoe under the table: "Since you feel it's unfair, then make up for it in bed."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yan could hardly believe his ears.

He put down his knife and fork, looked up at Xiao Xin: "Really?"

Xiao Xin looked at him without saying a word, but under the table, his foot kept running up Fu Yan's calf...

Fu Yan felt sparks flying from the side of his leg as he was stared at like that, and his Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably.

He admitted that he had absolutely no resistance to Xiao Xin's advances.

Just as the shoe edge was about to reach a certain point, Fu Yan grabbed his ankle, "That's enough, brother..."

Xiao Xin suppressed a laugh and looked at him with a normal expression: "What, you don't like it?"

To be honest, he's been holding back a lot for the past three years.

Fu Yan, unable to bear the discomfort any longer, looked at Xiao Xin's indifferent face and sneered, "You want me to do it to you right here?"

Xiao Xin's expression was indifferent, but her tone was provocative: "Do you dare?"

Fu Yan gritted his teeth; he felt like he was going crazy...

A quick glance to the side revealed the appraising gaze of a waiter not far away.

He reminded Xiao Xin: "Someone..."

Taking advantage of his momentary distraction, Xiao Xin moved his ankle and landed a precise step.

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