Chapter 19 This is how we younger sisters all live…
Soon, Ning Yiwen's deep voice rang out: "Your idea is very good."
Ning praised her.
Ning Yao pouted, her already low spirits plummeting to rock bottom.
The two voices faded into the distance, and Ning Yao couldn't help but look around.
The school is an old-fashioned building with covered walkways and courtyards.
Besides the main gate, the walls of the courtyard are decorated with openwork and carvings at intervals.
She found a perforated window, tiptoed over the wall, and peered through the opening.
With a faint gasp, Ning Yao's eyes widened.
The two of them were standing very close, and it even seemed like Ning was holding the other's hand!
Although the leaves in front of the window partially obscured their view, the two of them were still quite far from Ning Yao.
But Ning Yao felt she hadn't misread it!
More importantly, that woman...
Ning Yao covered her mouth. It was actually Cheng Ruoxuan, the young lady of the Cheng family whom she had bumped into at the banquet that day!
She felt as if all her strength had left her, and she fell straight down, squatting down in front of the courtyard wall.
No wonder Brother Ning said they weren't a good match; it turns out he'd already found the right person.
Ning Yao couldn't quite describe how she felt at that moment.
She had already decided that he would only be the older brother.
She was sitting with her head down, surrounded by flowers and plants on all sides, just like that.
There were still many mimosa plants at her feet, and she couldn't resist touching them with her toes.
The mimosa plant quickly and shyly closed its leaves.
Ning Yao felt sad, "So even you don't want to play with me anymore?"
If Ning gets a girlfriend, then he'll probably belong to someone else in the future.
Ning Yao buried her head in her knees.
My heart feels empty.
At this moment, Ning Yao completely forgot about classes and rumors.
By the time Ning Yao returned to the classroom, get out of class was almost over.
The teacher wanted to say something, but seeing Ning Yao's extremely depressed state, she ultimately said nothing and simply told her to return to her seat.
get out of class ended not long afterward.
Seeing Ning Yao's dejected look, Bu Shuli couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
Ning Yao glanced at her and asked, "Is that Miss Cheng Ruoxuan very impressive?"
Bu Shuli paused for a moment, then nodded: "Yes. Commander Cheng's daughter studied abroad for three years and only recently returned. I heard she is fluent in several foreign languages and learned a lot abroad."
She's good-looking, studied abroad, and lives in such a big house.
Ning Yao murmured, "It's good."
Bu Shuli was still worried, so she reached out and touched her forehead. "No fever."
Ning Yao took her hand. "I'm fine. I'm not sick."
She was just in a bad mood.
Bu Shuli: "Are you alright? You look really pale."
Ning Yao suddenly asked her, "Shuli, do you have any brothers or sisters?"
Bu Shuli nodded: "Yes, I have an older brother, and he's really good to me."
Ning Yao thought she was going to praise her brother next, but unexpectedly Bu Shuli's mood also dropped.
"However, at the end of last year, my brother found me a sister-in-law."
She began to whisper her frustrations to Ning Yao.
The surrounding area was bustling with people, each doing their own thing.
Surrounded by such a lively environment, Ning Yao felt extremely sad, with a sense of loneliness as if she were isolating everyone else.
When Bu Shuli talked about how her brother had changed completely after marrying his wife, she suddenly felt a connection with Bu Shuli.
She nudged Bu Shuli's shoulder and whispered in her ear, "My brother might be looking for a sister-in-law for me too."
Bu Shuli suddenly looked at her: "Ning Yiwen? Really? I've never heard of him."
As he spoke, he understood Ning Yao's emotions from just now.
"So that's why?"
Ning Yao nodded, "I just didn't expect that everyone would be unhappy about this."
Bu Shuli patted her shoulder understandingly.
"That's how it is. We younger sisters all went through this. You get used to it."
Um.
You'll get used to it.
Ning Yao made up her mind.
Bu Shuli thought for a moment, then took out a piece of paper from between the pages of her book. "Let me find you something to do."
Ning Yao took it and saw that it was a debate invitation.
Since Ning Yiwen won the debate on classical Chinese in the park, the school's reputation has soared.
The school also places great emphasis on students' critical thinking skills.
Similar events are held from time to time.
This debate is one of them.
The topic of debate is: Is Western learning superior to Chinese learning?
Ning Yao read the words aloud, biting her lower lip, and said, "But I don't know much about Western learning."
Bu Shuli didn't care. "So what? If you don't know much, then go and learn more. This debate still has more than a month to go."
"That's true. Are you going to participate?"
Ning Yao looked at her.
"Sure, I'll join! But I'm missing two friends. How about we go together?"
Bu Shuli extended an invitation to Ning Yao.
Ning Yao nodded.
"Give it a try!"
She regained her enthusiasm.
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After school, Ning Yiwen came to pick up Ning Yao as usual.
The two walked home side by side.
Her gaze fell on the street vendors on both sides and the pedestrians passing by.
She looked around, but dared not let her eyes fall on him.
Every time I look at him, my mind uncontrollably replays that scene from this morning.
My mood might also be a little down.
But that's not right.
It's normal for a younger sister to be possessive of her older brother, but she shouldn't interfere with him.
Ning Yao was glad that she discovered the problem early on and began to work hard to overcome it.
"How did you learn today?" Ning Yiwen kept a close eye on Ning Yao's expression.
"I remember you said it was a bit difficult when you were previewing your lessons yesterday?"
"It's alright. Brother Ning, can you tell me about the debate?" Ning Yao smiled and spoke to him.
Ning Yiwen's eyes were clear and bright.
Ning Yiwen's gaze shifted from the expression on her face to her eyes.
He took in her every move. "You want to participate in the school debate next month?"
Ning Yao nodded, "Yes, you know my deskmate, right? Bu Shuli. She invited me to join her team. There are four people in our team!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and made a four.
"But this debate topic is a bit difficult for me. Could you give me some pointers?"
Just then, Ning Yiwen caught a glimpse of a child running quickly toward Ning Yao.
The streets were crowded with people, and Ning Yao's mind was elsewhere.
Ning Yiwen grabbed her wrist with one hand and pulled her towards himself, dodging a little boy who was running past.
Ning Yao lost her balance for a moment and tilted to one side.
Watching several children run past, Ning Yao turned around and thanked Ning Yiwen: "Thank you, Brother Ning."
Ning Yiwen did it without expecting any thanks and continued the previous topic, "Where was it difficult?"
But he didn't let go of her wrist.
Ning Yao was completely absorbed in Ning Yiwen's question.
While thinking, he said, "One is that I want to know how to win this debate? And another is that I know too little about Western learning."
You can't make comparisons if you don't know much about it.
How can you have a debate if you can't make a comparison?
Ning Yiwen nodded, "Then when we get home tonight, I'll tell you about the debate first, and then I'll recommend a few books on Western literature, science, and history for you to take a look at. If you don't understand something later, just ask me."
Ning Yao: "Okay!"
“Oh, right,” Ning Yao seemed to just remember, “Brother Ning, you don’t actually need to pick me up anymore. I think I’m all grown up now and can go to and from school by myself.”
Ning Yao's words made sense, but Ning Yiwen did not reply.
His face was ashen, and he still held Ning Yao's wrist tightly.
Even though her behavior, actions, and expressions hadn't changed much from before, Ning Yao could still sense it.
Ning seems to be angry.
Ning Yao looked at him cautiously, feeling somewhat uneasy.
But she didn't think there was anything wrong with her suggestion.
She wouldn't ask about Ning Yiwen's relationship with Miss Cheng.
She will do what a younger sister should do and respect all of her "older brother's" choices.
But she needs to learn to be independent.
She didn't want to one day in the future, when Ning Yiwen made her independent, to find herself wandering aimlessly in the courtyard, just like when she was sixteen.
She now wants to be independent, wants to do well in her studies, wants to actively prepare for the upcoming debate competition, and also wants to plan her future career.
Ning Yao believes these are all correct ideas.
Just as she was about to speak up and ask Ning Yiwen again to let her go to and from school alone, Ning Yiwen was knocked off balance by a force coming from behind.
He immediately released Ning Yao's wrist.
But Ning Yao reacted quickly, grabbing his hand in return, "Brother Ning!"
With Ning Yao's help, Ning Yiwen finally managed to stand firm, but the people behind him were still not giving up and attacked him again.
This time, Ning Yiwen was on guard and focused. Hearing the noise behind him, he dodged to the side, protecting Ning Yao behind him as well.
Turning around, I saw two young people in their early twenties.
Both of them were wearing black short jackets and black trousers, with white cloth sashes tied around their waists.
They were all very strong, and one of them was bald.
The street was originally noisy, but when people saw the confrontation, and two of them looked like they were not to be trifled with, everyone instinctively moved away.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to cast sympathetic glances at Ning Yiwen and the other person.
But some people, seeing that something was wrong, quickly ran to find the patrol officers.
Instantly, the area where Ning Yao and the others were located went completely blank.
"Who are you?" Ning Yiwen frowned and asked in a cold voice.
The bald man looked at Ning Yao with disdain and said, "This must be your sister, huh, you vixen!"
Ning Yao: ? ? ?
You've got the wrong person.
"Brother Ning."
"It's alright," Ning Yiwen reassured Ning Yao.
This sentence completely enraged Ning Yiwen!
He squinted, his gaze sharp as he looked at the two of them. "Who sent you?"
The two were startled by Ning Yiwen's gaze and paused for a moment, but quickly recovered.
Looking at Ning Yiwen's tall and slender figure, he cursed inwardly, "Paper tiger!"
I was almost intimidated by this "thin" scholar.
After finishing his tirade, he gestured to another person, "Go!"
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Author's Note: The male lead's situation is a misunderstanding. And now, the fight is finally about to start! I really love fighting. [Panda head emoji]
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