I'm pretending to be a fairy in kindergarten

Lin Zhengran helped his parents carry the dishes.

Fang Meng washed her face in the bathroom, trying to prove to herself that this was not a dream, as the cold tap water splashed on her face.

But it's incredibly real.

Fang Meng's mother, who was standing nearby, saw her daughter washing her face and jokingly said, "Ranran, speaking of which, are there still a lot of girls in college wearing makeup these days? Anyway, back in our generation, girls loved to look beautiful."

Lin Zhengran replied, "Yes, most people wear makeup, especially on weekends, but some don't wear makeup during weekday classes."

Fang Meng's mother laughed self-praise: "That's right. For example, our Mengmeng doesn't wear much makeup, and her skin is very good. Ranran, do you think our Mengmeng is pretty?"

Fang Meng, who was washing her face, stood there blankly in front of the mirror when she heard her mother's question.

Lin Zhengran casually replied, "Of course, Fang Meng is definitely beautiful."

Fang Meng's mother said happily, "Mengmeng, your brother Ranran said you're pretty! Come and help carry the plates!"

Fang Meng listened tremblingly to Lin Zhengran's praise: "You're here."

After listening to Fang Meng's mother's words, Lin Xiaoli suddenly nudged her son with her arm.

Lin Zhengran looked at his mother in confusion: "What?"

Lin Xiaoli clicked her tongue slightly, clearly asking her son what he thought. This mother was being very obvious: what do you think?

Logically, since her boyfriend already has a girlfriend, she shouldn't be asking about such things anymore, but her son is acting strangely in this regard.

Lin Zhengran raised one hand and made a six gesture, then smiled.

Lin Xiaoli: "???"

Lin Xiaoli: "What do you mean?"

"Six," he replied.

Lin Zhengran continued to serve the dishes, and Fang Meng helped him along.

Lin Xiaoli, looking confused, walked to her husband's side and muttered "six".

Lin Yingjun asked, "What's wrong? What are you muttering about?"

Lin Xiaoli glanced at her husband and whispered, "I just asked Ranran what she thinks of Mengmeng."

Lin Yingjun asked curiously, "What did Ranran say?"

He said six.

Lin Yingjun was stunned: "Six? Ranran has been playing too many games, hasn't she?"

Lin Xiaoli frowned: "What games have you been playing too much? Your son plays games more often than you do. You're the only one addicted to games. You're so old and you still can't get enough of them every day."

Lin Yingjun didn't refute, but silently uttered, "Six."

Lin Xiaoli elbowed her husband, retorting in a coquettish tone, "What are you talking about! You're just spouting nonsense."

The food was brought to the dining table.

The two families sat down, and Lin Zhengran took out the drinks he had bought and handed them to Fang Meng.

Fang Meng took it and softly said thank you.

During the meal, Fang Meng was somewhat silent, and Lin Zhengran also didn't like to talk much while eating.

The elders, however, continued to chat enthusiastically, reminiscing about the past and discussing all sorts of random things.

Lin Zhengran listened to their chatter, picked up a crab from the plate, and broke it open.

It was full of crab roe and meat. He took a bite of the crab roe and thought it was quite delicious.

Fang Meng then picked up a crab as well and asked, "When are you going back this afternoon?"

Lin Zhengran broke off the crab legs one by one and ate the leg meat: "No rush, I don't have anything to do today, I can go back before tonight."

"Hmm," Fang Meng said, breaking the crab open and looking at the crab roe inside. Although she didn't understand the current situation, she still handed the crab belly to Lin Zhengran.

Lin Zhengran looked at the crab belly on the plate: "Don't you eat the crab roe?"

Fang Meng didn't look at Lin Zhengran, her ears still turning red: "I'll just eat the crab legs, you eat them."

Lin Zhengran inexplicably thought of a certain silly girl who was the same way; if she saw something he was eating and thought it looked good, she would give it to him to eat.

Fang Meng noticed him lost in thought and asked curiously, "What are you thinking about?"

Lin Zhengran recalled: "When He Qing used to come to our house for dinner, she would often..."

Before she could finish speaking, Fang Meng suddenly puffed out her cheeks and became jealous when the names of other girls were mentioned.

She was focused on eating her crab, stubbornly refusing to listen. Seeing this, Lin Zhengran stopped talking.

After the two families finished lunch, Fang Meng planned to help her uncle and aunt clean up the dishes, but her father suddenly received a phone call.

After exchanging a few words with the other person, he said, "Honey, someone called me. Shall we help each other pack up and then head back?"

Lin Yingjun: "Leaving so early? At least have some tea and rest for a while after dinner."

Lin Xiaoli replied politely, "Yes, there's no rush to leave."

Fang Meng's father wasn't too polite because they were acquaintances: "It's nothing at the company. Anyway, our two families live close by. We can get together again sometime. Next time, you can come to our house as guests, and we'll treat your whole family to a good meal."

Seeing that the other party really had something to do, Lin Yingjun didn't linger.

"Since you have something to do, you don't need to help us clean up these plates and bowls. You can go ahead and do your work. We'll get together again next time."

Fang Meng's mother also knew that work was the most important thing: "Okay, then we'll be going. Mengmeng, say goodbye to your brother Ranran."

Fang Meng didn't expect to leave in such a hurry.

He looked at Lin Zhengran.

Lin Zhengran's family escorted Fang Meng's family downstairs.

The elders said goodbye to each other, and Fang Meng and Lin Zhengran also said goodbye in the hallway.

Fang Meng: "I'm going back."

"Okay, drive carefully."

She thought this way of saying goodbye was so ordinary; it seemed the scene just now wasn't a confession of love after all.
Although we really do look alike, and Lin Zhengran even said he liked me, this kind of conversation...
"Then I'm leaving..." she said reluctantly.

Seeing that she was not very happy, Lin Zhengran greeted her, "Fang Meng."

The moment he called out, Fang Meng perked up: "Yes! I'm here, what's up?"

"I know you're here," he said with a smile. "Come here for a second."

Since the elders were still downstairs saying their goodbyes and exchanging pleasantries, and no one saw them, Fang Meng walked over without giving it much thought.

"Get closer," Lin Zhengran said again.

Fang Meng didn't understand what he wanted to do, so she took two more steps and stood in front of him, very close.

"what's up."

Lin Zhengran smiled after she asked, making Fang Meng's heart stop beating.

Lin Zhengran gently hugged Fang Meng: "Take care on the road, bye-bye."

Fang Meng, embraced by him and inhaling his scent, whispered in a voice barely above a whisper, her face flushed, feeling lightheaded: "Bye-bye..."

A few minutes later, it was goodbye forever.

Fang Meng's parents drove their daughter home.

Fang Meng sat in the back seat with her head down and her cheeks steaming.

She pursed her lips tightly, her eyes filled with both confusion and shyness.

She didn't understand, couldn't tell the difference, couldn't distinguish anything.

Fang Meng's father, driving the car, said, "Old Lin hasn't changed much over the years. He and Xiao Li have a very good relationship. You see them touching each other's arms when they eat. It's been like this for so many years."

Mom also had a great time: "Those two really get along well. Speaking of Mengmeng..." She then turned to her daughter and asked, "How was your time?"

The daughter didn't say anything.

"Mengmeng?"

Fang Meng blushed and looked up: "Hmm? What's wrong, Mom?"

Fang Meng's mother looked at her daughter's shy appearance and wanted to laugh: "What's wrong with you? Why do you look so shy? You were just spacing out and staring blankly after you came back from shopping with your brother Ranran."

Fang Meng looked out the car window and stammered, "It's nothing, nothing."

Fang Meng's mother didn't ask any more questions, but turned around to know what her daughter was thinking: "If you really have feelings for her, then hurry up and do it. I think your brother Ranran likes you quite a bit too."

Fang Meng's father wasn't in a hurry: "Why are you always in such a rush? Our daughter hasn't even graduated from university yet."

Fang Meng's mother complained, "What do you know? Don't you know that youth is fleeting and never returns?"

"Alright, here comes that youth literature stuff again, Mengmeng. You must never learn from your mother in the future."

Fang Meng, sitting in the back seat, wasn't listening at all; she was just replaying the scene in her mind. (End of Chapter)