Why are you always thinking about dating me?

Xiao Chacha opened the car door and got out. Her Lolita dress was beautiful, and in the sunlight, it gave her a dreamlike and hazy look.

"Are you going to hit me?" She looked up.

"I can't be bothered with you anymore, it's pointless."

"So, do I have to be as foolish as Su Yuejin, waiting to be loved? Can't I even say something? I just... like you, so what? I dare to admit it, I dare to say it, I dare to love..."

"So I don't want to reason with you, it's so annoying."

Faced with her so-called passionate love, he simply looked at her face with disgust.

"Isn't your feeling of being wronged due to unfairness? Su Yuejin has things you don't. You think Su Yuejin can get everything just by crying, but even if you cry, I won't even comfort you?"

"What else do you want? Can't I have a bad mood? You can be unreasonable and throw tantrums all you want, but I can't have a bad mood? I can't complain?"

"I think you might need to vent your emotions, and so do I."

As she said this, she reached out and grasped Lin An's warm hand. "She's not home, is she?"

"Who knows? Maybe they'll be back around six or seven? Or even seven or eight?" Lin An said, looking at Xiao Chacha. The little witch's eyes gleamed with a cunning light. She stuck out her pink tongue and gently licked the corner of her mouth.

"I can honestly tell you that I love you. I like you, so I get jealous... Lin An, I get jealous because I like you. Because I get jealous, I like you, and I get jealous..."

"Can you shut your mouth?"

"You can plug it up for me in a bit." She tilted her head, her smile innocent and gentle.

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After Xiao Chacha left at 6 PM.

When Xu Qinghuan got home, her face was slightly flushed, but that was from drinking, not for any other reason. Lin An didn't choose to pick her up because she hadn't even said she wanted to.

"You're back?" Lin An sat on the sofa, looked at the open door, and glanced at her.

Xu Qinghuan moved closer and sat down next to him, then suddenly leaned onto his lap, lying there looking languid and dizzy.

Lin An reached out and gently stroked her face, "Xu Qinghuan."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I'll just call out once."

As he said this, Xu Qinghuan was indeed a little tipsy; otherwise, in her normal state, she would have definitely noticed Lin An's hesitant and slightly disappointed expression.

Of course she didn't realize it; many things are unclear to those involved, while those on the sidelines see things clearly.

Xu Qinghuan didn't realize it, but Xiao Chacha did. His annoyance wasn't actually because of Qin Xueming, but because...

He keeps saying he has someone he likes, but like Su Yuejin, he can be ambiguous. No matter who the person he likes is, he is definitely in love but can't have her, so he's annoyed.

Lin An did indeed think the same way. Although Xu Qinghuan kept saying nice things, Lin An just couldn't figure out what she was thinking. He was afraid, he was really afraid, that Xu Qinghuan would push him out. The first time it was Luo Shuishui, and the second time it was Su Yuejin. She seemed completely unconcerned, as if she had no jealousy at all.

That's the scariest part. If you really have feelings of liking someone, how could you not care when they tell someone else a lie about love?

Time and time again, she always played the role of the gentle and rational one, occasionally bestowing a little love upon him, and then spending most of the time being indifferent and ignoring him. She even forbade him from mentioning that he had a sister named Xu Qinghuan.

She seemed completely indifferent to what Lin An and Su Yuejin were doing. Did she really not imagine that one day he would actually like Su Yuejin and then leave her? Wouldn't she be nervous? Wouldn't she be afraid?

Are you really unable to guess, or do you simply not care, Xu Qinghuan?

Lin An desperately wanted an answer, but he knew he couldn't ask, had no reason to guess, so he wouldn't get any results. Life continued day by day, and no one knew what the future held.

So Xiao Chacha wasn't stupid at all. She perfectly guided Lin An's emotions, making him feel disgusted with her, and then revealed her guess, forcing Lin An to confront the matter directly.

Then he tempted Lin An to commit a crime.

Today, Miss Xiao Chacha was very happy when she left his house. She even took his trash with her. There were a few used items in the trash bag that Xu Qinghuan definitely couldn't see.

She came prepared from the start, and Lin An knew he was doomed the moment he saw her.

At least this time it is.

Chapter Ninety-Five: There is no moon tonight

It's raining again outside the window.

It wasn't the rainy season yet, but the rain was always unpredictable. Lin An noticed Xu Qinghuan's slightly damp hair, so he made her lie there obediently, went to find a towel, gently wiped it clean for her, and then went to get a hairdryer to dry her hair.

"Let me know if it rains, and I'll come pick you up."

"It wasn't a heavy rain. Someone brought me to the building downstairs in our complex." Xu Qinghuan stuck out her tongue, but she still looked a little dizzy. She told Lin An to sit properly on the sofa, and then she sat next to Lin An and let him hug her.

"Who gave it to you? That crazy Ahri cosplayer today?"

"Yeah, hahaha... You're better off not saying anything, the more you talk, the more I want to laugh, hahaha, that guy is such a lecher, he can't move when he sees a pretty girl, but he especially hates men, he got disgusted by this today, hahahahahaha."

Lin An smiled helplessly as he saw Xu Qinghuan laughing happily.

"You should have let her kiss you back then, hahaha, her expression would have been even more interesting if she had." Xu Qinghuan was happily talking nonsense, but she didn't notice that Lin An's eyelashes seemed to droop even more.

"Aren't you just hoping a few more girls will kiss me?" he teased jokingly.

Sometimes, however, many things that are hard to say and hard to let go of are often taken as jokes.

"Hmph, doesn't that just mean my brother, Xu Qinghuan, is popular?" Xu Qinghuan was genuinely drunk and didn't realize this. She squinted her eyes; usually, when she spoke to someone, she liked to look them in the eye to gauge their emotions.

"Is that right?"

Lin An muttered softly, but he didn't want to speak anymore, nor did he want to argue with Xu Qinghuan. He always selectively listened to Xu Qinghuan, rarely resisting or hiding anything, because Xu Qinghuan had always been his everything, always protecting him.

To put it bluntly and unflatteringly, Lin An used to be a puppy, but he willingly let Xu Qinghuan lead him.

"Why don't you go to sleep early?" Lin An gently massaged her head as he spoke softly.

"I'm not that sleepy anymore, just a bit dizzy. That guy insisted on treating me to dinner, but I've already left that group. Consider it a farewell dinner. I knew it was a trap; they were trying to get me drunk, but I'm not falling for it!" Xu Qinghuan muttered, raising her arm. Her breathing was slightly heavy as she spoke, and her large breasts were trembling. She unbuttoned two buttons, which made her feel less hot.

"I see." Lin An nodded again, suddenly at a loss for words.

Perhaps this is for the best, Lin An thought. He was probably in a sage mode now, so he was indifferent to everything. Or perhaps Xiao Chacha had satisfied his desires, although Lin An didn't hold back when he slapped her. Xiao Chacha was still covering her butt when she left, looking resentful.

Love me if you love me, don't love me if you don't love me. That's it. I seem to be living a pretty good life now, and I have nothing to complain about. Xu Qinghuan.

Xu Qinghuan then told Lin An about her recent experiences. She rarely talked to Lin An about these things, perhaps only when she was drunk would she want to ramble on. She talked for a long time until Xu Qinghuan got tired, and Lin An was still gently massaging her.

"I'm going to sleep!" She slowly sat up, then let out a rather unladylike burp. Lin An said softly to her, "Go take a shower, you reek of alcohol."

"Will you shower tomorrow? Or are you going to help me bathe again, hmm?"

"Whatever you want." Lin An turned his face away, but Xu Qinghuan happily cupped his face in her hands. "Is that right? If so, it's not impossible."

"No, you should go to sleep early. I'm afraid you'll kick off the covers and catch a cold if you take a shower after drinking, you idiot."

"Oh... fine, fine, you've forgotten your old love now that you have a new one. The little shorty at home has no appeal to you anymore." Xu Qinghuan pouted and muttered resentfully, but Lin An just thought she was talking nonsense.

He picked her up, carried her back to her room, took off her coat, covered her with a blanket, placed a bottle of water by her bed, turned off the light, and was about to leave when Xu Qinghuan reached out and grabbed his hand.

She mumbled something indistinctly.

"Will you marry me... Lin An?"

Lin An looked into her eyes, which seemed to be filled with longing and anticipation for the future. That anticipation was sweet, so sweet that it felt like it was melting her.

She was waiting for Lin An's reply.

"Do you want me to marry you, Xu Qinghuan?"

As he asked this, Xu Qinghuan stared at him, stunned for a second or two, then slowly released his hand, her eyes suddenly reddening. Even though she had been drinking, her intuition still gave her something when she looked into his eyes.

"Don't you want to marry me, Lin An?"

"If you don't want to... then don't want to... it's up to you."

Her voice sounded like she was about to cry, and after a second or two, she suddenly burst into tears.

She was crying with a sound; she just started crying, leaving Lin An at a loss.

"Are you angry with me... Lin An?"

"I do not have."

Lin An quickly moved closer and wiped away her tears, but Xu Qinghuan was still crying. "You're just angry with me... You clearly hesitated just now."

"No, I was just thinking that when you suddenly asked that question, I wondered what you were thinking about. Isn't this something we agreed on?"

He chuckled to himself, realizing that in this moment, what he said was still the choice that best followed his heart.

“I’m scared… Lin An, I’m scared.”

Hearing her words and seeing the panic on her face, Lin An was not at a loss. "Are you afraid too, Xu Qinghuan?"

"Yes, I am... I'm scared too... Silly Lin An, of course I'm scared too." Her voice was very soft and low, as if it were in the dust.

After a few seconds, she pulled her hand, which had just been hanging outside the blanket, back inside.

"I... I think I'll just go to sleep." She said this, lowering her head, and stopped looking at Lin An.

"Aren't you going to say a few more words to me, Xu Qinghuan?"

“You will understand…you will always understand…and I believe you will understand…Lin An, my love is not about forcing or demanding. For me, I have always been here. No matter what, I will always be here.”

“But it’s pointless for me to say anything more to you. We grew up together, and no one understands you better than me over the years. But after all these years, do you really understand me, Lin An?”

"I don't understand it because you never let me see it."

"Do you want me to teach you? Do you want me to teach you to love me? Do you want me to tell you what kind of person I am... I get tired too, Lin An, but I'm okay now. I know you get tired too, but you can only think about it yourself. Whether you understand it or not, whether you despise me or fall in love with someone else, it doesn't matter, as long as you're not sad."

"Being with me is destined to be torture, because our personalities are just incompatible. So we need to work things out, we need to understand each other, we need to get to know each other slowly, and we need to learn more about each other."

Lin An listened blankly to her every word.

"I'm sleepy, you go to sleep, Lin An."

As Xu Qinghuan said this, she gently reached out, pulled the blanket up, and covered herself up, then fell silent.

Lin An stood blankly by her bedside, and after a few seconds of silence, he spoke softly.

Goodnight, Xu Qinghuan.

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Lin An moved his chair around, then sat by the window, gazing at the rain for what seemed like an eternity.

Because his mind was a mess.

He found that he could understand Su Yuejin's motivations and Xiao Chacha's motivations. Although he couldn't figure out Luo Shuishui, he could also subdue her if he wanted to. But when it came to Xu Qinghuan, he... lost completely.

He couldn't even tell which of Xu Qinghuan's words were true and which were lies. If they were lies, then what were her tears?