After being reborn, my sister insisted on marrying me.

Cafe.

Small private room facing the street.

"Clatter~"

The pencil fell from Lin Siyan's hand, rolled twice on the floor, and then rolled into the corner.

Lin Siyan, who was forcibly kissed, was stunned for about three seconds before she began to struggle desperately.

She tried to push his shoulder, but couldn't move him.

I pounded his chest, but I still couldn't move him.

She turned her head to avoid his lips, but he reached out and supported the back of her head, running his fingers through her hair and gently pulling her back.

"Let me go, you bastard, let me go!"

Her voice was muffled between their lips, sounding less like an insult and more like a low sob before a rumble of thunder.

She kicked him again, her shin hitting the back of his knee. Wei Yi groaned but didn't let go.

"If you don't let go of me, I'm going to tell your sister!"

"Go ahead. It's not like you haven't complained before. Last time you filmed it, this time you can just dictate it, save us the trouble of editing."

When Wei Yi said this, he exuded the arrogance typical of someone who is favored.

Lin Siyan was stunned.

He wasn't afraid at all.

This guy, who has been protected by Chen Xinyi since childhood, actually dares to talk to her like that now.

What gives him the right?

Just because Chen Xinyi dotes on him?

Do you think that crazy woman would tolerate him doing anything?

Just because he knows that he will always be ranked after Chen Xinyi in her heart?

A feeling of grievance welled up in my chest.

Her nose tingled, and her eyes reddened.

"All you do is bully me."

Her voice suddenly lowered, sounding less like an accusation and more like she was speaking to herself, "You two siblings ganged up on me. She wanted to drag me into this, and you carried it out. You planned this, didn't you?"

When Wei Yi saw that her eyes were red, he immediately loosened his grip on her.

But he didn't fully open up; he just stepped back a little and looked into her eyes.

"Nobody consulted me. My sister did tell me to find a way to get closer to you, but what happened just now was my own idea. Blame me if you want. Don't blame her."

"Why did you do this? Are you trying to get revenge on me? Because I filmed you? Or because you think I've been talking badly about you to your sister?"

"Revenge, that's part of the reason. Who told you to be a traitor?"

Wei Yi gently brushed his thumb across the corner of her eye, wiping away a tear that hadn't yet fallen.

The movements were very light, like wiping away a speck of dust from porcelain, "but not entirely."

"What else?"

"We were together in our past lives, and you even gave birth to my child."

Lin Siyan was stunned.

This was completely unexpected for her; she thought he would say something like "You're good-looking" or "My sister told me to get you" or other such nonsense.

I never expected him to say something so abrupt and unrelated.

But for some reason, those words made her heart skip a beat.

"What nonsense are you spouting? People don't have past lives. Are you making up a story to fool me? And your reasoning is so lame."

"It's pretty bad," Wei Yi chuckled. "Then let's find another reason. You've lived in my house for so long, my sister treats you like family, and so does Shilin. Only you always act like an outsider. I can't stand it. Okay?"

"...Mind your own business."

"If I don't take care of you, who will? You can't even take care of yourself. You clearly want to get closer but don't dare, you clearly want to stay but say you want to leave. That day you even dragged your suitcase out, if my sister hadn't pulled you back, you'd be back in your hometown by now."

"That's not my suitcase..."

"lie."

Lin Siyan was silent for a few seconds, then looked up at him. Her eyes were still red, but her emotions had calmed down a bit.

"Let me go first. It's not proper to check the accounts like this."

"The ledger has been lying on the ground for ages."

"That won't work either. This is a coffee shop; what if a waiter comes in?"

"When I went upstairs just now, I told them not to come in and disturb us."

"That won't work either."

Her voice returned to its usual light tone, but with an added layer of something indescribable. "Let me go, and I'll pretend nothing happened today. I won't tell Xinyi."

"You've done traitorous things. I don't really believe you when you say that." Wei Yi lowered his head and kissed her lips again, very lightly, like a dragonfly touching the surface of water.

Then he released his grip and took two steps back, widening the distance between them.

"But because we were together in our past lives and even had children together, I'll trust you this once."

Lin Siyan leaned against the wall without moving.

She looked down at her toes and remained silent for several seconds.

My heart was still pounding, and his scent lingered on my lips—a clean, soapy smell mixed with a hint of lemonade.

"You go first," she finally spoke, her voice a little hoarse. "I want to be alone for a while."

"Sister Siyan."

"Um."

"Actually, you're very pretty. Prettier than my sister."

Lin Siyan looked up at him.

There was a lot in that look.

The anger hadn't subsided, and the resentment remained.

But besides that, there was something else mixed in that she couldn't quite explain, something that made her heart beat slightly faster.

"roll."

"Okay." Wei Yi walked to the door and glanced back.

Lin Siyan had already walked over, picked up the pencil from the ground, sat back down at the table, and opened the ledger. Her actions were exactly the same as usual, as if nothing had happened.

Wei Yi closed the door and left.

The sound of his footsteps descending the stairs echoed in the corridor, each step landing on the wooden steps as it receded into the distance.

In the private room, Lin Siyan put down her pencil, buried her face in her palms, and let out a very low sigh that only she could hear.

She recalled the look in his eyes when he said, "We were together in our past lives," and it was serious, not like he was making up a story.

She recalled what Chen Xinyi had said to her that night while she was holding her: "Good sisters should stay together forever."

Then she remembered that when Wei Yi was in the living room, watching the game with Jin Shilin in his arms, his hands were under the blanket.

She banished all images from her mind, picked up her pencil, and continued checking the accounts.

The numbers in the third line were written three times, and all of them were wrong.