"I graduated from a third-rate college, and after that, I couldn’t even find a proper job!"
"My sister is the pride of our parents, while I am the disgrace of the He Family!"
"...I really envy my sister. Not only is she so outstanding, but she also has an equally exceptional boyfriend!"
Hearing He Siyu’s "murmurs," Lian Cheng felt a strange sense of "shared misery" while feeling pity for her.
How is he considered outstanding?
At least for now, compared to He Sitian, he’s just an ordinary dical dog.
Even if he becos a good doctor in the future, he might not reach He Sitian’s level—famous nationwide and sowhat recognized globally!
While they were still ordinary people, He Sitian had already reached a height that everyone looked up to.
Lian Cheng didn’t think he would ever surpass He Sitian.
So, does that an he’ll have to live under He Sitian’s brilliance for the rest of his life?
Lian Cheng did love He Sitian, but he loved himself even more.
If he couldn’t find happiness from his lover and only felt deep inferiority and frustration, Lian Cheng thought he would rather choose to give up.
Of course, Lian Cheng hadn’t thought about these things at the ti.
He just felt a bit inferior.
And He Siyu’s admiration, worship, and secret affection for him greatly satisfied his bruised male pride.
Lian Cheng hadn’t shifted his affections, but his feelings for He Siyu had changed slightly.
In Lian Cheng’s eyes, He Siyu was no longer just a tag-along or kid following behind him and Sitian.
She was a lively, innocent, and kind-hearted young girl.
His gaze, once fixated on He Sitian, now shifted a little to enjoy He Siyu’s admiration.
As a sensitive and delicate girl, He Siyu naturally noticed Lian Cheng’s change.
She claid she didn’t dare to compete with her sister, but when He Sitian took a phone call or was surrounded by fans singing her praises, she quietly flirted with Lian Cheng.
The three of them arrived at the Snowy Sacred Land, witnessing firsthand the local people’s devotion to their faith, feeling that strong power of belief, as if their own souls were cleansed.
He Sitian, being into music, was flooded with inspiration upon encountering these things.
She was srized by watching the locals kneel in worship, listening quietly to the sound of prayer wheels, montarily forgetting about her boyfriend and sister.
She didn’t notice that behind her, a small, soft hand had quietly slipped into a man’s large hand.
The two hands, testing and resisting, eventually ended up holding each other secretly.
Perhaps many people whispered secrets to the deities in this sacred place.
When Lian Cheng knelt in prayer with the other tourists, he faintly heard the girl beside him murmuring shyly, "I know I’m not worthy of Lian Cheng, but I’ll always stay by his side!"
"Whenever he turns his head, I’ll be watching him, loving him, waiting for him!"
"...I know I’m wrong. I shouldn’t try to take my sister’s lover, but everyone loves my sister, and I only have Lian Cheng!"
When he heard "I only have Lian Cheng," an inexplicable sense of pride surged in his chest.
He was He Siyu’s only one!
He was He Siyu’s faith!
He was He Siyu’s world!
And what about He Sitian? She was the Goddess soaring in the clouds, admired and revered by everyone.
In front of He Sitian, Lian Cheng would always be just an ordinary dical dog.
He could never overshadow He Sitian’s dazzling brilliance!
Perhaps the atmosphere was right, He Siyu was passionate enough, or maybe the negative emotions accumulated over many days were too much. In that instant, Lian Cheng’s heart wavered.
He discovered He Siyu’s beauty and began to feel a budding romantic attraction and desire for her.
"...Siyu, rest assured, I’ll talk to Sitian!"
"She’s too good for , I don’t deserve her, I...I like you!"
"When we leave the snowy mountains, I’ll find an opportunity to be honest with her. This isn’t about hurting her, it’s about telling the truth."
"I think, given Sitian’s pride, she wouldn’t want us to deceive her, right?"
When the two were alone, Lian Cheng held He Siyu’s hand, speaking sentintally yet stubbornly.
"Okay, but you must talk to my sister properly. Don’t make her angry!"
"If she does get upset, just bla it all on . It wasn’t your fault, it was my mistake, my fault for falling in love with you!"
"In fact, I liked you a long, long ti ago."
"I’ve loved you no less than He Sitian has. And my love for you can only be purer and more passionate than hers!"
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