There are always people like this in the world.
When they ask you to do sothing, they always use a tone that makes it seem like it’s only natural.
After all she’s been through, An Ran is no longer the harmless little rabbit she used to be; she’s learned how to protect what she wants.
An Ran: "Why should I help you?"
"We’re classmates. You just have to put in a good word for in front of your brother, or help create so opportunities with him. These are all just little things for you, right?"
"But I simply refuse." An Ran’s tone was soft from start to end, yet it carried a sense of firmness, "Please understand, helping you is a favor, and not helping you is the norm. You have no right to accuse here."
The class beauty was left speechless, "You..."
"And the most important thing." An Ran glanced at her lightly, "He is my brother, and even more so, my boyfriend. I’d have to be out of my mind to help you create opportunities with my boyfriend."
What?
Boyfriend!
"You’re siblings, how can you possibly be together?"
"We’re not blood-related, why can’t we be together?" An Ran said plainly, her tone neither haughty nor humble, "My brother won’t like you, I advise you to save your efforts."
Having said that, An Ran turned to leave.
For so reason, the class beauty felt insulted.
"Stop right there." She called out to An Ran, "Aren’t you afraid I’ll tell the other classmates about your disgraceful relationship with Mr. Chi? Let’s see how you hold your head up in front of everyone then!"
An Ran paused her steps, turned her half face slightly, and spoke seriously, "Please watch your language. Disgraceful? How is our relationship disgraceful? Only those with a dirty mind see things that way. Feel free to tell our classmates if you wish, I don’t care."
She intends to be openly together with her brother.
Upon finishing, An Ran walked towards Chi Cheng, who was not far away, without looking back.
Chi Cheng was leaning on his car with crossed legs and arms folded.
He looked like a handso guy straight out of a comic book, with the breeze blowing through his tousled hair, and a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth.
His gaze was fixed on An Ran, watching as the girl returned to his side.
Strange, has he been watching like this all along?
An Ran subconsciously looked down at herself, "What are you looking at?"
"Watching my little An Ran being jealous." The curve at the corner of Chi Cheng’s mouth lifted a bit more, "What should I do? I haven’t seen enough."
An Ran shifted her gaze away, "...I am not jealous."
Chi Cheng lowered his eyes and looked at her for a long mont, then suddenly laughed in a muffled tone, "I’m really happy."
"Brother." An Ran was not pleased after hearing this, "Are you building your happiness on my suffering?"
Chi Cheng reached out and ruffled her hair, "What makes happy is that my little girl has finally beco brave."
Brave...
An Ran was slightly dazed for a mont.
She had heard many evaluations from others about herself.
Obedient, sensible, good student...
The word brave seed to have never belonged to her.
Perhaps eting the right person made her a better self.
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In the afternoon, Chi Cheng took An Ran to a cetery in the suburbs.
At the flower shop entrance.
The shop owner was, as always, tending to the flowers.
Ding-a-ling—
The wind chi on the door rang.
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