I don't want to be trained by my senior sister!

"Are you alright...?"

Ning Qian looked at his nose, which was still bleeding, and seemed to really think something was wrong with him, her eyes filled with worry.

Seeing her worried expression, Fang Xuan felt even more guilty.

He covered his nose and shook his head.

Ning Qian looked at his hunched back, her worry deepening.

"Are you feeling very uncomfortable?"

Fang Xuan could only bend his waist even lower.

"No...no..."

Ning Qian's face turned serious, and she said fiercely, "Be good, let your older sister check your body."

Before Fang Xuan could react, she had already straddled him.

Two fair legs were spread apart on either side of him, with her knees resting on the armrests of the wicker chair, and she sat on his lap.

The hem of the short-sleeved shirt was lifted up by this action, revealing a large area of ​​skin on the side of the waist.

Her skin was fair and slender, gleaming in the sunlight.

Her hand touched his waist.

Fang Xuan's entire body stiffened slightly.

The hands were very cold; when I pressed them against his side, it felt like a small piece of ice falling onto his burning skin.

He felt himself becoming really strange, and only one thought kept running through his mind.

There was nothing there... he remembered.

But the disappointing Xiao Xuan didn't remember at all!

It looked up and bumped into something soft and warm...

It's over, it's really over...

.......

"It's...it's too hot," Fang Xuan's voice trembled. "Drink water."

He panicked and just wanted to run away, shrinking back, but the rattan chair was so small that there was nowhere to retreat.

Ning Qian pressed down on his waist to stop him from moving.

"Sit still and let your older sister check you out."

"It's really just a bit of internal heat..." Fang Xuan became increasingly flustered.

Ning Qian didn't say anything.

She simply lowered her head, her fingers gently stroking upwards along his waist, her movements slow and earnest, as if she were genuinely checking something.

Fang Xuan didn't dare to breathe.

"Don't you feel anything else?" Ning Qian suddenly asked, her voice very soft.

Fang Xuan was stunned.

"You know... what I mean." She lowered her eyes, looking very disappointed.

Her fingers stopped on his waist and remained motionless.

Fang Xuan looked at her and knew what she meant, but... but, that was too embarrassing.

He... he's still young.

However, he also knew that he could no longer back down and had to step up, otherwise how could he realize his dream?

"Yes...yes..." he said, his ears turning red.

Ning Qian looked up at him and said, "Yes, you can..."

Fang Xuan's throat bobbed.

He looked into her eyes for a long time.

Then he reached out and took her hand, their fingers intertwined.

"Can...can we hold hands?" Fang Xuan asked.

.......

So that's how it ends...

Fang Xuan held her hand and basked in the sun for most of the day.

The two sat on the same rattan chair, shoulder to shoulder.

Fang Xuan remained silent.

He felt like he had done something really stupid.

She had already said "okay," but he only dared to hold her hand...

But her hands were so soft, they fit perfectly in my palm.

He looked down at their clasped hands and suddenly felt that this was quite nice.

This was beyond Ning Qian's comprehension, and she stared blankly into the distance...

What does this mean, junior brother?

She said "Yes, that's fine," and he said, "Can we hold hands?"

Holding hands? After all that, all he wanted was... to hold hands?

What exactly is in my junior brother's brain?

.......

It was evening when the two of them got up from the rattan chairs.

Fang Xuan was still reluctant to let go.

Ning Qian didn't struggle, so she let him hold her hand as they walked from the balcony back to the living room, and from the living room back to the bedroom.

"Want to go see a movie tonight?" Fang Xuan asked.

Ning Qian hummed in agreement. She didn't know what the movie was, but since her junior brother had said so, she would go.

The second step of the date finally began.

Fang Xuan felt that the book was not written well because the last step was a kiss, and there were many other steps in between.

But they clearly started by kissing, so this book must be the problem.

But getting to the point of marriage would be very difficult; it would probably take at least three to five years...

Besides, she's so beautiful, it's hard to say whether she likes me or not.

Maybe he's just the one being played, but he's willing to be hooked, so let's try to fool him a little more.

He's been alone for too long... He doesn't want to live alone anymore, with nothing.

Moreover, he didn't know why he was so attracted to her... It wasn't just a simple case of lust at first sight.

It was that kind of uncontrollable, subconscious urge to get closer to her.

Also, he noticed that he has been doing some subconscious actions lately, such as yesterday when he suddenly touched his head.

And after taking a shower, I would subconsciously look for a strip of cloth to wrap around my right hand.

Then he suddenly froze, wondering why he had tied his hands together.

She became increasingly distant and indifferent towards others, even finding it childish to talk to her classmates.

And in my dreams, there are always some blurry images... a bamboo grove courtyard, a white hair ribbon.

There's also a dark blob of shi that always likes to rub against your feet.

Is there something wrong with his brain?

.......

I don't want to think about it too much; it's probably time.

Fang Xuan changed his clothes and stared at himself in the mirror for a long time.

I got my hair cut three times and changed my clothes four times before finally choosing a white shirt.

When Fang Xuan came out, he saw Ning Qian standing in the entrance hall waiting for him.

She wore a light blue long dress, white canvas shoes, and her hair was tied up with a white cloth ribbon, revealing her fair neck.

His heart skipped a beat again...

On the way to the movie theater in a taxi, Fang Xuan kept looking out the window.

One by one, the streetlights came on.

Ning Qian sat next to him, her hand in his, watching the scenery rushing past the window.

This world has no spiritual power, no laws, but there are many things she has never seen before.

She watched for a while, then realized it wasn't very interesting, so she lowered her head and stared blankly at their clasped hands.

When will my junior brother... remember her...?

.......

The movie theater is on the top floor of the shopping mall.

Fang Xuan's palms were sweaty as he queued to buy tickets.

He chose a romance movie, which he heard was the hottest one recently.

I bought two tickets, a bucket of popcorn, and two cups of Coke.

"Sister, let's go in," Fang Xuan said.

Ning Qian stared blankly, then curiously followed him inside.

The screening room was large and dark, with only the GG logo lit up on the big screen.

Fang Xuan found a seat and placed the popcorn on the armrest between the two of them.

Ning Qian sat next to him, looking at the rows of people in front of her, feeling a little uncomfortable.

With so many people crammed together, it's even more bustling than the marketplace in the lower realm.

The movie begins.

Ning Qian looked around and realized that this must be a place for performing plays.

My junior brother actually has such leisure time; it seems I haven't disciplined him enough. Of course, the evenings should be used for serious matters.

They must be properly disciplined when they get back.