Nanxing coughed lightly. When he was thirteen or fourteen and his body was starting to develop, the person in his dream was always Banxia after she grew up.
Although he knew it was just a normal physiological change, he couldn't help but suspect that he was a pervert and had inappropriate thoughts about the younger sister he had raised. He felt so guilty that he didn't dare to call her or go back to the orphanage to see her.
It wasn't until Banxia called his agent with a hoarse voice that he suddenly realized his own feelings from the girl's restrained tone.
He was a man of careful planning. After realizing his feelings, he didn't act rashly. Instead, he decided to take a gradual approach, like boiling a frog in warm water, so that the girl would think of him first when she was interested in the opposite sex in the future.
Whether his plan worked or not, the little girl developed feelings for him as soon as she grew up.
What followed was a natural progression. They didn't explicitly say "like" or "love," but they tacitly reminded each other to bring clothes and umbrellas when the weather changed, silently accompanied each other when one was down, and shared every little thing in their lives...
Then, once the girl came of age, he openly and legitimately brought her into his territory to assert his dominance.
Su Yao used to laugh at him a lot, saying that he was too eager for things to happen at such a young age, like an old house on fire.
But how could Su Yao know how many years he had been preparing for that day?
Nanxing concluded by saying, "I definitely liked you before you liked me, but I think it's a wonderful thing to watch you grow up, and I'm happy to do it."
Banxia buried her head in the crook of his neck, and only after the heat in her eyes had subsided did she whisper her secret to him: "Did you think I only started liking you when I was fifteen or sixteen? Actually, no."
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