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

How much do you want to?

A laughing voice rang out very close by, almost making Di Qingling think she was hallucinating.

She opened her eyes wide and looked on in disbelief.

It was him; the person from my dreams had come into reality.

Before I could even think about how Huaicheng was thousands of kilometers away from Suocheng, my body was already on the move.

Like a swallow returning to its nest, she nestled into her lover's arms, inhaling his faint, reassuring scent.

In that instant, she was no longer a 23-year-old career woman, but rather seemed to have returned to her innocent teenage years.

"Sister, are you surprised?"

Lu Ran supported her waist with his palm, the amazing elasticity of her skin gathering in his palm. The hair covering her face was as smooth as black, shiny silk, exuding a cool, faint fragrance.

An embrace is the most profound joy in life.

"Uh-huh."

Di Qingling didn't know what to say. She wrapped her arms around Lu Ran's neck and pressed her body tightly against his chest, but she didn't know how to get even closer.

So there's no need to say anything, no need to do anything, just quietly merging our loneliness and longing.

She suddenly understood the poem: the beautiful Gobi Desert, the desolate city, the wandering, loneliness, and the heart longing for comfort.

This is the only, the last, lyrical expression.

This is the only, the last, grassland.

A moment later, Lu Ran laughed out loud, picked up his sister who was clinging to him like a koala, and asked warily, "The little one isn't in there, is he?"

Di Qingling looked puzzled: "You mean Hua Mian? Of course she's in her own room."

Lu Ran guiltily took her leg and led her into the room. It was a high-end king-size bed room with a view, quite artistic, and the ancient city could be seen from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The most captivating feature of Sister Di is probably her cascading black hair, which seems to be imbued with the fragrance of snow lotus from the Tianshan Mountains.

If Little Di had long hair, perhaps she would also have that same clear, misty, and refreshing aura...

"The milk tea has arrived. Go give it to the children and come back soon." Lu Ran put her down, savoring the aroma of her sister's drink, feeling completely satisfied.

"Hmm." Di Qingling bent down, picked up the two cups of milk tea from the doorway, and went next door.

Lu Ran lay on the large bed, leisurely waiting.

A moment later, Di Qingling returned, gently closing the door behind her as she gracefully walked in, a cup of milk tea in her hand.

"Will the kids notice us?" Lu Ran asked.

"I think..." Di Qingling nestled softly in his arms, her eyes misty, her rosy lips exhaling a sweet fragrance, "She already guessed it."

"Huh?"

"I video chat with you every night. She's fifteen, not five," Di Qingling said with a smile. "But you seem twenty-five."

"Am I that...mature?" Lu Ran thought to himself, thank goodness.

I almost fell into a trap, but luckily I spoke quickly and replaced "old" with "mature".

Sister Di is probably very concerned about her age, and she would probably be heartbroken to hear this.

But in fact, a woman in her mid-twenties is at her most beautiful. She has shed her immaturity and is just the right amount of freshness in terms of temperament and figure, possessing the most composed and moving charm.

Di Qingling sat up, inserted the straw into the milk tea cup, and her eyes sparkled.

"I mean his temperament; sometimes he's like a mischievous younger brother."

"Sometimes, you seem to have experienced many vicissitudes of life, able to be both serious and concerned about the people, and innocent and playful at the same time, making you truly unfathomable."

Lu Ran chuckled: "I've heard that if a woman sees through a man, it's not far from breaking up with him."

A strand of hair fell from her beautiful forehead. Di Qingling handed him the milk tea and smiled faintly, "I'll never understand you in this lifetime. How could you have imagined flying all the way to Suocheng overnight?"

Lu Ran shamelessly said, "I want to drink what's in your mouth."

Di Qingling was both amused and exasperated, letting him fool around. She took a sip of milk tea from her fair cheek, then fed it to Lu Ran, a blush creeping onto her rosy face: "Does this taste better?"

"It's incredibly sweet." Lu Ran sighed contentedly. "It was worth the two-hour flight."

Although Sao City is beautiful, it cannot compare to even a fraction of Sister Di's beauty.

He lowered his head and licked the corner of her lips, those moistened, rosy lips that looked even more luscious.

Before long, the cup of milk tea was completely finished.

Di Qingling's peach blossom eyes were charming and lovely. It was the first time she had felt the lack of oxygen on the plateau. All her words were condensed into a single, soft sentence.

"Stay tonight."

For a girl, this statement is tantamount to entrusting her whole heart and soul to her beloved without reservation.

Lu Ran, however, snapped out of his daze and said seriously, "I forgot to get to the point. Have you seen that video of me being secretly filmed online?"

"Hmm." Di Qingling frowned slightly.

"Xiao Di didn't hug me on purpose... She seems to have some psychological issues," Lu Ran said cautiously.

"What's wrong with her?"

"She said she's always lived in your shadow..."

"shadow?"

Di Qingling's beautiful brows furrowed in displeasure as she coldly remarked, "Your parents indulge her every whim, and I bear the burden of the entire family's expectations for her. Everyone spoils her, giving her whatever she wants. She's become spoiled and carefree, and yet she's acting like she's wronged?"

Lu Ran: ...

That's it, there's no solution.

"Lu Ran, she's still young. Don't believe everything she says." Di Qingling gently cupped his chin. "By the way, what's the important thing you wanted to talk about?"

...It's your sister's psychological problem!

"...Well...there are some rumors circulating online about me and Lingyan, and many netizens have taken them seriously. I tried to clarify, but it doesn't seem to have much effect."

Lu Ran mustered his courage and said, "How about we make it official?"

Di Qingling raised her eyebrows, which were almost touching her temples.

"No?" Lu Ran looked at her delicate face, which was as thin as ice.

"It's not impossible."

Di Qingling said seriously, "You have to consider that you are still studying. Publicly disclosing your private life will do you more harm than good... Besides, what does it have to do with other people what we are doing?"

"Yes, I know." Lu Ran kissed her eyelashes. "You're doing this for my own good."

Di Qingling tilted her head back and offered a kiss.

Without any instruction, she instinctively licked his tongue, guided him with her small hands, and nestled against him, bewitching him like a fox spirit. This girl, with her ethereal and elegant demeanor, was increasingly displaying the potential of a bewitching enchantress after falling in love.

The land of gentle pleasures is a hero's grave...

Lu Ran wanted to respond to her passion wholeheartedly.

However, she kept thinking that Xiao Di was still in the hotel. What if she woke up and found that she was not there? Would she panic?

Being far from home, she had no one to rely on but herself.

"Sister, Qingling, Lingling." Lu Ran left Di Qingling's lips and moved to her pink ear, whose small, jade-fan-like earlobe had an extremely fine hole.

Di Qingling's body twisted along with her head, making humming and moaning sounds, like a taut bowstring.

Clearly, her ears were her Achilles' heel. Lu Ran held her firmly beneath him and gently sucked on her like sucking on a snail. After a while, unable to struggle any longer, Di Qingling let out long and short moans and went limp as a pool of spring water.

"I thought that Xiao Di was already late-maturing enough for wetting the bed at ten years old, but I didn't expect there to be an expert like him," Lu Ran joked.

"Ugh, don't tell." Di Qingling's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she suddenly opened her cold eyes. "You, how did you know about Xiao Di..."

"She confessed during a truth or dare game," Lu Ran said helplessly. "Do you think I would do anything to Xiao Di?"

"I'm sorry..." Di Qingling's eyes misted over, like a fairy descending to earth, "I'm just... Lingyan is my sister."

"It's okay, it's okay, she's my sister too."

He spent a long time comforting the jealous Di Qingling, and they cuddled together, whispering sweet nothings. After turning off the bedside lamp, Di Qingling wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, her murmur flowing from the depths of her heart to her throat: "Lu Ran, I love you."

"I love you too, go to sleep."

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows are inlaid with overlapping starlight and lights, making it seem as if only one room and two people remain in the world. The sound of the prayer wheel bells rings softly and quietly.

I came, I fell in love, but it seems like I can't leave...

Rain pattered outside the curtain.