It was just a love letter; I'm really no great writer!

Question: What could be causing my dizziness, weakness in my knees, and lower back pain when I wake up first thing in the morning?

The curtains fluttered in the rising sun, its rays spilling over the tall buildings, and clouds peeked out like characters from a comic book.

Lu Ran clutched his lower back.

Oh, I remember now...

In the middle of the night, Sister Di got up and transformed into a tomb raider, emptying his large tomb clean.

Hey, it would be a lie to say I wasn't secretly thrilled.

But Lu Ran didn't want Sister Di to secretly "compensate" him—if you insist, how can I refuse?

The space beside me is empty, only a faint fragrance remains.

Lu Ran sat up in bed, pushed open the door, and smelled the fragrance as soon as he entered the living room.

In the kitchen, Di Qingling wore an apron and had her hair tied up, her slender neck as smooth as jade.

Her waist was so slender it could be grasped in one hand, and her legs were long and straight. She seemed to melt away amidst the light, shadow, and fireworks.

Lu Ran gently leaned closer, pressed his lips against hers, and kissed her throat.

"Stop fooling around, go brush your teeth." Di Qingling twisted her body but couldn't break free.

"My sister can cook too?" Lu Ran looked at the pan. "Oh, pan-fried chicken cutlet."

Di Qingling blushed slightly: "I'll heat up the takeout."

"That's impressive too."

Chicken cutlet and warm milk – a simple yet comforting breakfast.

Lu Ran ate slowly, but time didn't slow down. Di Qingling held her phone, her eyes lowered. "My high-speed train is at 8:55. I have to go to the station."

"Okay, I'll take you."

Lu Ran escorted Di Qingling to the East Railway Station. At the security checkpoint, the crowds were bustling.

He waved.

See you in the provincial capital next week.

Suddenly, Di Qingling turned around and ran over, her long black hair following her like a shadow.

"What's wrong?" Lu Ran thought something was wrong.

She hugged you through the low fence, her eyes reddening, "I can't bear to part with you..."

"We won't see each other again next week," Lu Ran said. "If you miss me so much that you can't sleep, I recorded a poem on your phone. You can listen to it."

Di Qingling whispered in his ear, "Honey~"

A wave of tingling sensation shot straight to the top of one's head.

Lu Ran looked at her with surprise and delight, his heart filled with a feeling of warmth and joy.

Those peach-blossom-like eyes were filled with nothing but her.

Di Qingling suppressed her reluctance and quickly ran into the waiting hall.

She got her ticket checked, boarded the train, and sat by the window, watching the scenery rush by.

She picked up her phone and started recording.

There was a recording last night. She put on her Bluetooth headphones, clicked play, and at first it was quiet, then Lu Ran's voice came on.

"The delicate clouds weave patterns..."

"A chance encounter amidst the golden autumn breeze and jade dew... tender feelings as flowing as water..."

The warm sunlight shone on the longing face, and it seemed as if the lover was whispering in the ear.

He said, "If love between two people is meant to last, why should they be together every day and night?"

So no matter how long the distance, hearts are connected.

……

"Ah~ Pure love is so wonderful."

In the room, Lu Ran packed a few clothes and his luggage, preparing to go home, humming a little tune happily, "My dear, I fell in love with you, from that day on, sweetness came so easily..."

"Huh? What's this?"

He opened the wardrobe door and picked up a pair of... sea salt blue running shoes with red soles, size 37, with a puzzled look.

"Why is there a pair of women's shoes in my closet...?"

Lu Ran knew that Sister Di only had high heels and slippers, not running shoes.

Tian Luojiao and Zuo Hanzhi would not casually enter their own rooms.

"Is it haunted?"

Trust science...

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Lu Ran, bringing to mind the silhouette of the spirit fox that had sat on him last night: its soles were soft and red, its arches were strong, and its Achilles tendons were slender.

The muscular calves and thighs are folded and squeezed together, with strong muscle bundles and tight lines.

She had small, delicate hips, a curved back like the moon, and short, dashing hair that accentuated her sharp chin as she tilted her head back.

His nose was straight, and his eyes were bright and lively, like two leaping flames.

Di Lingyan...it's her!

"I'm dizzy..."

Lu Ran rummaged through the closet and sure enough, found two white socks, which made him panic.

broken.

The tomb raider is someone else entirely!

Putting the shoes and socks back in their place, Lu Ran rubbed his head, trying to recall the events of yesterday:

Di Lingyan was waiting for her sister to return, but then she heard her sister's voice. So she hid in the closet until midnight, then sneaked out to drink milk...

The key issue is that I can't explain it openly yet.

They can only suffer in silence.

"Forget it, I'll go back to the countryside for a couple of days to relax."

……

Lu Ran put on a sun hat, dragged his suitcase, and stepped out the door.

I saw that the door across the street was also open.

The two girls, dressed as tourists, chatted and laughed.

"Lu Ran, you're not home yet!" Xia Liang greeted him.

"Okay, let's go back now." Lu Ran glanced around. "What about you guys?"

Xia Liang smiled brightly, wearing a light green T-shirt, frayed denim shorts, and carrying a shoulder bag.

Di Lingyan, dressed in a white tracksuit and white sneakers, glanced around somewhat guiltily, her bright red lips pressed tightly together.

"I don't want to go home yet, I'm planning to go on a trip, hehe." Xia Liang skipped around, "Want to come along? With two beautiful girls~"

"I'm going back to my hometown." Lu Ran dragged his luggage to the elevator.

"Hey, perfect timing! Let's go on a trip to your house!" Xia Liang said excitedly.

"My house... what's fun about my house?"

"Tsk, if this happened a few hundred years from now, we'd have to pay to visit your house." Xia Liang said matter-of-factly, "Can't we at least see the environment in which this great poet grew up?"

"Don't you think so, Xiao Di?"

"I—want to go." Di Lingyan said nervously, feeling like she was meeting the parents.

With her sister gone, why isn't she the rightful wife?

"...Alright then."

Lu Ran was speechless. He was bored going home alone, and he had something to talk to Xiao Di about—everything was going so well, why pretend nothing happened?

That's so awful.

But figuring out how to negotiate is a real headache.

……

Pixian County, old-style residential buildings.

Over the past month, our home has undergone a complete transformation.

I bought a car.

The interior has been newly renovated.

Even if they don't care about saving face, this is the traditional Chinese belief.

The neighbors all say the Lu family has made a fortune.

Although Lu Guosheng walked with a brisk pace and looked more than ten years younger, his hairline had even grown back.

But deep down, she knew it was all thanks to her son; he made money writing the book.

Don't flaunt your wealth.

So he had no choice but to admit, with tears in his eyes, that he had made a small fortune.

Li Huaming took leave early to buy ingredients at the market for her son's holiday: beef, seafood, free-range chicken, fish... She planned to cook a family feast at home tonight.

The afternoon sun shone brightly, illuminating the clean kitchen.

"I'll cook, you go chat with your classmates," Lu Guosheng patted his wife.

"That chicken soup needs to simmer for a while longer," Li Huaming instructed.

She washed her hands, dried them, and came into the bright living room with a big smile on her face.

Sipping hot tea and watching TV, was Ni Dong, an old classmate and her family who had come to visit today. Ni Dong was a close friend from back then.

It's been more than ten years since we last met.

It was a pleasure to reunite with my old classmates.

What makes her even happier is that her husband married well and has a beautiful, bubbly daughter who is only a year older than her own Lu Ran.

"Your Lu Ran hasn't come back yet? Huaizhong started its holiday yesterday, right?" Ni Dong put down her teacup, her eyes gazing longingly.

From a young age, Ni Dong was the most beautiful girl in the crowd. Later, she dropped out of school to become a print model and married a local tycoon early on, living a comfortable life.

That's why she let her husband drive his Mercedes-Benz back to his hometown in a wealthy and luxurious manner; otherwise, wouldn't his wealth be wasted?

"He said he wanted to play all day. The child is old enough that we can only let him have his way," Li Huaming said with a gentle smile.

"This won't do. High school is the most crucial period; we can't be careless." Yu Tao looked up from his phone. "No doubt about it, your son has been secretly staying up all night online."

He pointed to the girl next to him who had a straight back.

The girl sat upright with her legs together. She wore a burgundy top and a stylish cake skirt that covered her knees. Her face was fair and delicate, like a porcelain doll.

"My daughter is a senior in high school this year, and your son will be next year soon—how can we not push her? Study, study like there's no tomorrow!"

Competitions, one-on-one tutoring, cram schools... nothing can be neglected.

"Hey, you've already got one foot in Tsinghua University."

Yu Tao is very satisfied with his "tiger parenting" approach.

Ni Dong nudged her husband and said coquettishly, "Lu Ran studies at Huaizhong, a top high school. Yan De is still a little behind."

"Better to be a big fish in a small pond than a small fish in a big pond," Yu Tao said with a touch of refinement. "Wasn't this the joint college entrance exam in Huaicheng? What score did Lu Ran get on his final exam?"

"Eight hundred and thirty-one." Li Huaming remembered it clearly.

"See?" Yu Tao spread his hands, a surge of joy rising from his spine to his brain. "How many points did Yu Yu get? Nine hundred and thirty-one! Fifth in the whole school! A full hundred points over!"

100 points...

Li Huaming smiled and took Yu Lianyi's hand: "Perfect! Let Yu Yu tutor my Lu Ran."

"Of course!" Ni Dong said with a smile.

"This won't do!" Yu Tao exclaimed in alarm.

Are you kidding me!

That guy is a master at writing love letters. If my precious daughter were to tutor him, wouldn't that be like sending a lamb to the slaughter?