Ren Chuqing stared blankly at the scene before her.
At this moment, Wen Muqing seemed to exude an intense sexual energy from every fiber of his being, which made it impossible to divert one's gaze away from him.
As if feeling her gaze, he looked up, those dazzling phoenix eyes meeting hers.
He walked slowly towards her, his hands resting on the short cabinet she leaned on, and water droplets from his damp hair trickled down his locks, falling onto her face.
"There's water dripping," he murmured softly, his lips landing on her cheek, sucking the droplets from her skin.
Only then did Ren Chuqing come back to her senses, and just as she thought to push Wen Muqing away, his voice reached her ear, "You're back, Sister!"
A casual phrase, yet it gave Ren Chuqing an unexpectedly sour feeling in her nose.
How long had it been since anyone had said that to her?
Unlike the cold, silent home of the past, now, there was one more person in this home!
"Yes, I'm back," she exhaled deeply and said with a smile.
"Now that Sister is back, could you help me dry my hair? When I was little, Sister always used to do that for me," his voice continued to whisper in her ear.
"Alright," she agreed, taking the towel from his hand, pulling him to the nearby sofa, and having him sit down. Just as she was about to start drying his hair, he suddenly grabbed her waist and lifted her, seating her on his thigh.
"I can dry it standing up!" Ren Chuqing said hastily, the proximity of their position was too close, more like lovers than siblings.
"I like it when Sister dries my hair like this," he said.
Because she was sitting on his lap, she was now a little taller than him. He tilted his chin upward, and his perfect visage was laid bare before her.
Water droplets from his hair rolled down his cheeks, falling onto his shoulders, his collarbones… Then sliding down to his lean and firm chest, to the tempting abdomen below…
Stop looking down!
Ren Chuqing silently told herself, quickly covering Wen Muqing's head with the towel and rubbing his hair dry.
Only when his hair was half-dry did she hand the towel back to him.
"There, it will dry quickly with a hair dryer. Hold on, I'll go get the hair dryer," she said, heading to her room to find it.
However, when she returned to the living room, she found Wen Muqing holding a photo frame, his gaze fixed on the picture inside.
That was... her personal belongings she had brought back from the office.
And the photo in the small frame was one of her and Jiang Huai together.
"Is this man the one Sister loved?" Wen Muqing's deep voice rose, those Phoenix Eyes lifting to look towards Ren Chuqing.
Her body shivered slightly, "He's an ex-boyfriend I chose poorly. We've already broken up! I'll throw out everything related to him in a moment!"
The coldness in his eyes slowly dissipated, his lips curving into a smile, "I also think Sister's taste isn't that good, to have chosen such a thing. So, you don't love him anymore?"
"Of course, I don't. I'd rather use that energy to love you than to love him!" Ren Chuqing declared.
She wanted to compensate him for all the affection she hadn't given Ah Qing before, to give him so much as long as she lived.
"You would... love me?" His voice tinged with a hint of huskiness, those deep black Phoenix Eyes gazing firmly at her.
"Of course, I would." His gaze, as if it held a kind of magic, caused her hands to involuntarily cradle his face, examining him closely.
Although his looks had changed from his previously pretty features to now embody a mature man's beauty, his facial features still bore traces of his childhood self.
"Ah Qing, I will love you, give you so much love. To me, you are my precious brother, part of my family!" she murmured.
His eyelashes trembled slightly. A brother, huh?
But did she realize? From the moment he slept with her, he no longer saw her as just a sister!
"Besides, I've quit my job now, so I have more free time to spend with you. Whatever you want to buy, I can get it for you. Don't worry about money; I have quite a bit, and I will give you anything you want to the best of my ability," she continued.
His thin lips slightly parted, "So if what I want is Sister, can Sister give it to me too?"
She was stunned for a moment, meeting his deep gaze before smiling gently, "Of course, because I am your Sister." However, no matter how much she accompanied him, she could only be by his side for a year at most.
But she would arrange her affairs for after her passing, ensuring that even in her death, he could lead a decent life!
Ren Chuqing picked up the hairdryer and began to help Wen Muqing dry his hair.
Wen Muqing's eyelids drooped slightly, his gaze falling on the picture frame that held a photo of Ren Chuqing and Jiang Huai together, where Ren Chuqing, with her brilliant smile, looked into Jiang Huai's eyes with a tender expression that was indeed... blinding!
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Dinner was prepared by Ren Chuqing, a simple meal of three dishes and one soup, which looked rather humble.
"In the future, if you want to eat something, just tell me, or we can go out to eat. I don't mind if it's a more expensive restaurant," Ren Chuqing said.
Wen Muqing nodded faintly, expressionlessly starting to eat his meal.
"Does it taste bad?" Ren Chuqing couldn't help but ask.
"No, I like the meals Sister makes," Wen Muqing said.
Ren Chuqing smiled, feeling happy that Ah Qing was willing to appreciate her cooking, although it was nothing special.
"By the way, your grandfather, where is he now? Where did you live before, and where do you work?"
Ren Chuqing bombarded him with a series of questions.
After all, she knew too little about him, and if he really didn't return, she wouldn't even know where to start looking for him.
"I don't want to say, will you blame me, Sister?" Wen Muqing asked back.
Ren Chuqing paused briefly, then spoke, "It's okay if you don't want to talk." Since he didn't wish to discuss his matters, she would not question it.
"But you need to give me your mobile number for contact," Ren Chuqing said.
"Okay," Wen Muqing responded.
"Also, you never asked me why I live alone," Ren Chuqing added, as if he had no interest in her situation.
Wen Muqing's gaze flickered slightly, because he knew everything about her situation.
"Actually, after your father died, my mother remarried a few years later," Ren Chuqing muttered.
However, before getting married, her mother had already lived with another man, and through this, she had gotten to know another boy... a boy of similar age to Ah Qing.
Nevertheless, there was no need to tell Ah Qing these things.
Ren Chuqing paused, then continued, "Later, my mother and stepfather died in a car accident, and they left behind a child, my younger brother named Han Chuyuan, who is now being raised by relatives of the Han family. By the way, do you want to see a photo of Xiao Yuan?"
She said, unlocking her phone album, and flipped to a photo.
In the picture was a young boy, portrayed from a side angle. His features were delicate and exquisite, with a fair complexion, standing under a peach tree. The falling petals in the breeze gave the impression of his visage reflecting the redness of the peach blossoms, particularly his peach blossom-like eyes which were striking.
"He looks pretty, doesn't he," Ren Chuqing said with a grin, as if showing off something precious.
Wen Muqing looked up at the smile on her face and suddenly felt that smile was also quite blinding.
After finishing the meal, Ren Chuqing began to clean up the table, telling Wen Muqing, "Ah Qing, help me put the hairdryer back in the drawer of my study desk in my room."
Wen Muqing acknowledged and picked up the hairdryer, heading into Ren Chuqing's bedroom.
Suddenly, while she was about to put the dishes in the sink to wash them, she remembered something and jerked to a realization!
Her hospital cancer diagnosis report was in her room's drawer.
If Ah Qing opened the drawer and saw it...
With that thought, Ren Chuqing almost sprinted from the kitchen into her own bedroom.