I'm wondering if I should pretend I didn't see it?
But I'm standing now.
Or should we pretend we're sleepwalking?
To be honest, this was the first time I'd ever felt a headache coming on when facing a little girl, but I could roughly understand why.
First of all... the girl I'm facing is fourteen-year-old Yan Yin.
Secondly, she is Yan Yin.
Finally, her adorable naiveté did indeed make my heart, which has lived three lifetimes, inexplicably ache.
"that……"
"elder brother……"
We both spoke at the same time.
"You go first..."
"Brother, you said..."
Once again, we tacitly yielded to each other.
I just felt like laughing and crying at the same time.
This girl.
Everything is fine.
That's just too polite.
This time I didn't hesitate anymore. Now that things have come to this, I can't be worse off than a little girl.
I thought for a moment, then said with a serious expression, "Excuse me, I went to the wrong room."
"But...brother, this is your room now."
"It was me, I sneaked in." Yan Yin blinked, looking at me with an honest yet puzzled expression.
"..." I was speechless for a moment.
Seeing her sincere expression, I suddenly felt a strong urge to make her understand the wickedness of human nature.
"Okay, you're right." I nodded. "So, why did you sneak in?"
"And then you even got into my bed?"
"Don't you know that men and women shouldn't touch each other?"
At this point, I pretended to be angry.
Yan Yin looked at me with a wronged expression.
"I...I have trouble sleeping in unfamiliar beds."
“I can’t sleep when I’m with my parents.”
"Do you know that it's dangerous to run into a man's room late at night?" I said, somewhat amused but still keeping a straight face.
Yan Yin felt even more aggrieved.
She looked at me with her big, watery eyes.
"But... I don't think my brother would hurt me."
"What if I'm a bad guy?"
"Is it your brother?"
"Uh... of course not!"
“So my brother definitely wouldn’t hurt me.” Yan Yin suddenly laughed, looking a little smug.
She really has the mindset of a little girl.
I felt somewhat helpless.
I discovered that I couldn't even out-argue Yan Yin, who was only fourteen years old.
But upon closer reflection, I don't think I can argue with her at 21.
My mind involuntarily recalled the scene when I first met Yan Yin in my previous life. At that time, I couldn't stand her persistence and excessive sympathy. I almost ran away when we first met. If she hadn't been pestering me, none of what happened afterward would have happened.
Just as I was marveling at this, another clap of thunder rang out.
Yan Yin immediately shrank into the blanket.
Seeing this, I couldn't help but laugh.
I looked at her and asked, "Are you afraid of thunder?"
"I'm scared..." Yan Yin peeked out from under the covers and nodded timidly.
"Then I'll make a condition. If you agree, I'll stay here with you; otherwise, I'll go sleep outside," I said after thinking for a moment.
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