He Jing looked at He Yi, but He Yi avoided her gaze, inexplicably like a stubborn donkey that refused to turn back.
He Jing was filled with doubts but had nowhere to express them. After thinking for a moment, she decided to give He Yi some space to be alone.
Seeing He Jing leave with He Chen, He Yi's expression grew increasingly grim. He grabbed a mirror from He Chen's room and carefully examined himself.
Sure enough, his tired eyes were set in deep sockets, and there was a short, unshaven stubble on his cheeks. He looked frighteningly haggard.
He Yi: "...Damn it."
He couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath.
Honestly, among the entire He family, he could rank third in looks. Apart from He Ning, who perfectly inherited the best features of his parents, and He Yuan, whose temperament was excessively pleasing, he believed that he was no less handsome than his brothers. However, at this moment, he did not look like a third-place person at all. He felt as if he had just crawled out of a garbage dump.
No wonder He Chen reminded him to exercise; it's probably because he felt uncomfortable looking at the same face as He Chen.
He Yi immediately opened the app for registering for amateur courses, his finger lightly touching the fencing course button, ready to make a group purchase but then stopping—
Perhaps he should ask He Jing for her opinion.
Who says he has to listen to He Chen? If He Jing likes something else, it's not impossible for him to take other classes.
Thinking of this, He Yi came out of the room and went straight to the kitchen, where he saw He Jing and He Chen chatting easily and happily in front of the kitchen counter.
He Yi approached expressionlessly, and only when he reached He Jing's side did He Jing realize what was happening. She said, "He Jing, I have something I want to discuss with you."
He Jing agreed without hesitation: "Let's go to my room, Fifth Brother?"
He Yi followed He Jing to her room without any objection.
The two rarely spent time alone together, so when the door closed, the atmosphere was naturally cold and even a little awkward.
He Jing smiled sweetly and asked directly, "Fifth Brother, what brings you here? Have you run into some trouble?"
He Yi lowered his eyes, his expression difficult to discern, but his tone was still undeniably downcast: "He Jing, what do you think about me signing up for a fencing class?"
"Huh?" He Jing asked, puzzled but affirming, "Great! Fifth Brother, would you like to practice fencing?"
"Yes," He Yi replied, "if you like."
"Of course I like it."
He Jing gave her answer almost without thinking.
Her eyes crinkled into a smile: "Fifth Brother would look so handsome in a fencing uniform."
He Yi unconsciously touched the almost nonexistent stubble on his chin and couldn't help but ask, "He Jing, do I look terrible right now?"
No.
This was the first time He Jing had ever seen He Yi pay attention to her appearance; she had always thought he would focus on games.
He Yi hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Then..."
Between him and He Chen, who is more handsome?
He Jing looked puzzled. Seeing He Yi speaking hesitantly, she unconsciously raised an eyebrow and called out, "Fifth Brother?"
He Yi quickly composed himself and shook his head, saying, "It's nothing."
He and He Chen look alike, but their styles are completely different. What is there to compare them?
In short... He Chen has always been more likable than him.
Thinking this, He Yi suddenly felt a little lost, his eyes drooping. But then he heard He Jing say, "Fifth Brother has always been handsome in my eyes. Whether he's clean-cut and refreshing or unkempt, I think he's incredibly handsome. Fifth Brother, you think so too, right?"
(End of this chapter)
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