twenty two

"Sister, your face...why is it so red?"

Warm breath brushed past his ears. Shen Qingyu turned his face uncomfortably and happened to bump into a pair of smiling peach blossom eyes.

Yu Wang rested her hands on the back of the sofa behind her, leaving two shallow depressions on the soft surface of the sofa.

They were too close.

It was so close that Shen Qingyu could clearly see the subtle skin texture on his cheek and the small teardrop mole under his right eye.

She could feel the temperature on her face rising, but she remained calm: "I didn't."

"Yeah?"

"yes!"

Yu Wang curled up the corners of his lips and gently touched the tip of her left ear with his fingertips: "But sister, your ears are red too."

The slightly cool touch made her shrink back subconsciously, but her back pressed against his arm that had been stretched across her without her noticing when.

His hand...shouldn't it be resting on the back of the sofa? Why is it here?

Shen Qingyu's mind went blank, and he could only stare blankly at Yu Wang who suddenly moved closer.

From this angle, she clearly caught a glimpse of the smile that flashed across the corners of his lips, and then he returned to his distant and cold look.

The next moment, he slowly leaned closer. Shen Qingyu panicked: "You...what are you going to do..."

The man paused and chuckled, "Get the remote."

She glanced back and saw that he was holding the TV remote control. Her face suddenly became even hotter, and she almost jumped up and backed away more than a meter.

"Why are you so close to me with the remote control?"

Yu Wang casually sat on the sofa, pressed the power button, turned his gaze to the lit screen, and said in a flat tone: "The remote control is behind you. Besides," he suddenly turned to look at her, his eyes unclear, "What do you think I want to do?"

Shen Qingyu, who was always eloquent, was speechless for a moment. He felt the heat on his face lingering for a long time, and said casually: "How should I know... It's inexplicable..."

My heart beats uncontrollably fast.

The air was filled with a vague ambiguity. The lively sound of a variety show on TV slightly dispelled the restlessness in Shen Qingyu's heart.

Seeing that she was no longer like a defensive hedgehog, Yu Wang handed her the remote control: "Turn on whatever you want to watch. Call Yu An out and prepare dinner."

He didn't wait for her response before he stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

"Oh, okay." Shen Qingyu responded softly, put down the remote control, and went to knock on Yu An's door.

The door opened and Yu An poked his head out: "Have you eaten yet?!"

"Your brother said he's ready to eat."

Yu An responded, but his eyes were fixed on Shen Qingyu's face suspiciously.

Shen Qingyu felt uncomfortable when she looked at her: "Is there something on my face?"

"Sister Qingyu," Yu An leaned in closer and lowered his voice, "What did you and my brother do in the living room just now?"

Shen Qingyu stumbled.

Yu An continued to ask: "Why is your face so red!?"

“No…no.”

"Yes!" Yu An opened his eyes wide, "It's very red! Like I put on too much blush!"

"Maybe... I just put on too much blush. Okay, get out of here."

Shen Qingyu pushed Yu An's back and walked towards the living room.

Yu An frowned and muttered: "But he was fine when he came here..."

The two of them watched TV on the sofa for a while, and then Yu Wang brought the food to the table. The three of them sat down and prepared to eat.

The variety of dishes is mouth-watering.

During the meal, the sound of the television served as the background, and most of the time, Shen Qingyu and Yu An were chatting. Yu Wang would occasionally interject, but his remarks were always lukewarm and a bit choking, but the atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious.

Shen Qingyu, who was originally worried about being restrained in someone else's home, was now completely relaxed. When she heard Yu An mention the situation of his parents at home, she tacitly avoided the topic.

Somehow, the topic turned to Yu Wang.

The cause was Yu An’s boyfriend Zhou Zhiyi.

It turns out that Yu Wang has always disapproved of Yu An and Zhou Zhiyi's relationship. The two have been classmates since high school and even sat at the same table after being separated into arts and science departments.

Shen Qingyu sighed inwardly: God, love from school uniform to wedding dress, it's so beautiful...

Yu Wang's expression was not very good: "When I went to your parents' meeting, I could see that the boy had bad intentions towards you."

Yu An frowned and retorted: "What do you mean by scheming?! That's a secret crush, a secret crush, okay?"

"What does this little brat know..."

"I don't understand, but you, an old man, do? I think you don't know what it feels like to have a secret crush on someone. You've never had a secret crush on anyone, right?"

“…”

Yu Wang suddenly fell silent, his eyes quickly swept over Shen Qingyu who was drinking soup with his head down, and then retracted them.

Although it was only a moment, Yu An accurately caught his gaze.

Even the dullest person would have noticed it.

Yu An was a little stunned. She had never thought that her brother would have such feelings for this almost perfect sister... Her first thought was: her brother seemed a little unworthy of her.

Her anger immediately subsided, and she decided to go along with the situation.

She winked at Yu Wang.

Yu Wang:?

She blinked again.

Yu Wang: "If your eyes feel uncomfortable, go to the hospital."

She made a "tsk" sound and continued blinking unwillingly.

Yu Wang: "You should go check your brain."

Yu An: “…”

This EQ... is hopeless.

She decided to give up hinting and take action herself: "Sister Qingyu, don't you think my brother is particularly annoying?"

Shen Qingyu, who was concentrating on eating, looked up blankly.

Why is it suddenly involving her?

She took a tissue and wiped the corner of her mouth. She looked at Yu An, then glanced at Yu Wang, and spoke carefully: "Ah... Yu Wang... is actually okay. He is quite popular in school."

"Ah? He can still be popular like this?"

Shen Qingyu thought carefully.

When she was hit by a basketball, he was the one who carried her to the infirmary; when they found a stray cat on a rainy day, he was the one who helped them find a place to live...

"Your brother may seem a little cold, but he's actually very kind and gentle at heart."

——Although there is a shortcoming,

He always teases her at every turn.

Yu An couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and raised his eyebrows proudly at Yu Wang.

Inner thoughts: See? You still have a chance to catch up with my sister!

Yu Wang didn't understand his sister's hint, but Shen Qingyu's words threw a stone into the lake of his heart, causing ripples.

He slowly raised his eyes.

Shen Qingyu's long hair was now loosely tied into a low ponytail, but her plain face was more captivating than one with elaborate makeup.

"Gentle" - the word naturally came to his mind.

Gentle Shen Qingyu.

He never thought he would see such a gentle side of her.

At this moment, my heart began to beat violently.

Shen Qingyu smiled lightly, and Yu Wang's mouth corners also rose slightly unconsciously.

"Brother, what are you grinning about?"

This sentence made him straighten the corners of his lips instantly, and he glared at Yu An coldly: "If you don't want your eyes, you can donate them."

Yu An felt a chill on his back: "It was just a joke..."

Chen Qingyu smiled and tried to smooth things over: "You are all the nicest people I have ever met, so stop bickering all the time. It would be much better if you could just get along."

Yu An felt a chill in his heart: It’s over, brother, I’ve been given the good guy card.

She looked at Yu Wang helplessly, but he seemed unaware, with a faint smile still lingering in his eyes.

Yu An suddenly felt that her brother... was probably beyond saving.

After dinner, Shen Qingyu and Yu An huddled on the sofa watching TV, while Yu Wang cleaned up the dishes alone in the kitchen.

Shen Qingyu wanted to help, but was stopped by his words "sit down".

Yu An was extremely anxious watching this - how come this person doesn't even know how to create opportunities to be alone!

Her eyes fell on the apples in the fruit bowl on the coffee table, and an idea flashed in her mind: "Sister Qingyu, I want to eat an apple. Can you help me peel one?"

"good."