I, the spiritual mentor of beautiful girls from all over the world

There is only a pure, unadulterated search, as if confirming, "Can I also possess this?"

Lynn's heart softened for no apparent reason.

"Want some?" he asked, feigning ignorance.

Qiong's body stiffened slightly. Without looking up, she simply hummed softly in a voice barely audible.

"Let's go then."

Lynn stood up from the sofa, stretched, and his bones made a soft, comfortable cracking sound.

"Let's go to the supermarket for a great, strategic snack stockpile. Perfect timing, we've run out of milk at home."

Qiong paused for a moment, her gray eyes blinking slowly, as if processing the information in those words.

A few seconds later, she seemed to understand something.

A faint, light pink blush appeared on that pretty little face that was always pale.

She said nothing.

She immediately jumped off the sofa, her bare, delicate little feet dangling as she ran back to her room.

A few minutes later, when she reappeared, she had changed into an elegant outfit for going out.

She was still wearing her favorite white dress, which looked like it had stepped out of a fairy tale picture book, with delicate black lace ribbons adorning the neckline and cuffs.

Beneath her skirt were pure black stockings that covered her slender, straight calves, with lace trim at the top of the stockings peeking out from under her.

On her feet were a pair of small, shiny leather shoes.

She stood there quietly, her long, silvery-white hair flowing smoothly down her back, like a perfect, unrealistic figurine that had stepped out of a two-dimensional world.

Those usually calm gray eyes were now gleaming with a light called "expectation".

She walked up to Lynn, lowered her head, and a faint, lovely pink blush appeared on her fair cheeks.

Then, to Lynn's somewhat astonishment...

She mustered all her courage and stretched out her small, slightly cool hand.

Gently and carefully, she hooked her hand around Lynn's.

Her movements were very light, with a hint of probing, as if she was afraid of being rejected.

Lynn was stunned for a moment.

He looked down at the small, almost transparent white hand that had reached out to hook around his.

Her fingers were slender, and her nails were neatly trimmed with a healthy pale pink hue.

Her fingertips were trembling slightly from nervousness.

This tiny tremor, as if carrying an electric current, instantly spread throughout his entire body.

He knew what that gentle hook meant to the girl.

That was her first proactive attempt to reconnect with the world.

She carefully placed her broken, fragile soul into his palm.

"Onii-chan..."

The girl's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, so sweet it seemed to melt in the wind.

"...Let's go, let's go."

After saying that, she lowered her head even further, her small, delicate ears turning so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

At this moment, Lynn's heart was completely filled with an indescribable tenderness and sense of responsibility.

He turned his hand over and gently grasped that slightly cool little hand in his own palm.

Warmth and dryness gently enveloped all her unease and hesitation.

Qiong's body trembled almost imperceptibly.

Then, subconsciously and unconsciously, she clenched her slender fingers and intertwined them with his!

Chapter 32: It's over, Qiongmei's filial piety has hardened.

The summer evening breeze, carrying a trace of the day's lingering heat, brushed against my cheek.

The two walked side by side on the tree-lined path leading to the supermarket.

No one spoke.

Only the cicadas chirped tirelessly from the treetops along the roadside.

Qiong took small steps, following Lynn closely, like a little white kitten.

The hand that was being held had a fine layer of sweat on its palm, indicating nervousness.

She kept her head down, her gaze fixed on their clasped hands, as if that was her whole world.

Onii-chan's hands... are so big.

So warm.

It's completely different from my own body temperature, which is always ice-cold.

Being led like this, it felt like... like my whole body was enveloped in this warmth.

All those feelings of coldness and fear of being abandoned by the world that used to creep into my heart in the dead of night seemed to have been completely dispelled by this warmth.

This peace.

This peace.

This unique intimacy felt as if the whole world had shrunk to just the two of them.

It made her incredibly greedy and eager.

She dared not look up, but could only secretly and greedily trace the profile of the man beside her with the corner of her eye.

If only... if time could stand still at this moment, if only this road had no end.

……

For Qiong, the brightly lit entrance of the large supermarket was like a portal to another world.

The moment the automatic door opens.

A warm breeze, carrying the cool air of air conditioning, the sweet aroma of fruit, and the fragrance of cooked food, filled with the warmth of everyday life, wafted over me.

Qiong's gray eyes visibly widened slightly.

She was completely shocked by what she saw.

The bright, almost blinding lights illuminated the entire space as if it were daytime.

Rows upon rows of shelves stretching as far as the eye can see, filled with a dazzling array of colorful goods.

All around were bustling crowds.

A couple chatting and laughing while pushing a shopping cart, a child being scolded by his mother for not running around, and an old lady arguing endlessly over the last discounted egg...

For Lynn, all of this was just an ordinary part of her daily life.

But for Qiong, it was a vibrant, bustling, and novel new world.

She instinctively hugged Lynn's arm even tighter.

Just then, a mischievous child pushing a shopping cart came running wildly, about to bump into Qiong.

Lynn frowned slightly. Almost instinctively, he put his arm around Qiong's shoulder and gently pulled her into his embrace. At the same time, he reached out with his other hand and, with precision and strength, firmly stopped the out-of-control shopping cart.

"Be careful," he said casually to the child's parents.

The whole process was so smooth and quick that Qiong didn't even have time to react. She only felt her nose bump into a firm and warm embrace, and the familiar, clean aroma of tea instantly enveloped her, calming her heart, which had been somewhat uneasy due to the noisy environment.

She secretly rubbed her face against Lynn's chest before reluctantly raising her head to continue gazing at this new world with her curious eyes.

The two went to the snack shelf.

There was a colorful little hill made of candy and cookies.

This made it impossible for her to take a step.

Her little hand was still held tightly by Lynn, while her other hand would occasionally rise up and point to a candy with particularly cute packaging or a cookie with a particularly strange shape on the shelf.

She didn't speak, but quietly looked at Lynn with her clear gray eyes.

That look was practically a way of flirting with her eyes.

Lynn was completely powerless against this silent, incredibly cute offensive.

"Take it, help yourself to whatever you want to eat."

After receiving permission, Qiong's eyes lit up.

But she didn't frantically fill her shopping cart like a typical child.

She simply picked out a few bags of potato chips that she thought had the best-looking packaging, a box of chocolate bars, and a bottle of strawberry-flavored milk.

That cautious and sensible demeanor, as if afraid of causing trouble for Lin Entian, only made people feel more sorry for him.

When she passed by the seafood section and saw the lobsters jumping around in the tanks, she would subconsciously shrink behind Lynn.

Lynn pushed the shopping cart without urging her.

So I patiently accompanied her, strolling slowly through the rows of shops.

Finally, the shopping cart was filled with potato chips of various flavors, chocolate bars, fruit juice and milk, and cotton candy that Qiong pointed to the cute rabbit on the packaging and specifically asked to buy.

"I'm really broke... It's time to start thinking about making money... It's time to build my own business empire..."

Lynn looked at his nearly empty wallet and sighed with heartache.

……

Back home, the spoils of war were piled up all over the dining table.

Looking at Qiong's adorable, hamster-like appearance—clutching a pile of snacks but unsure where to start—Lin En smiled and shook his head.

He took out the fresh milk and fruit he had just bought from his shopping bag.

"Just eating snacks isn't enough."

As he spoke, he awkwardly searched online for tutorials on making "fruit milk pudding for beginners".

He never used to do these things.

Living alone, everything is kept simple; instant noodles and convenience store bento boxes can solve 90% of the problem of food and clothing.

But now, it's different.

If you're raising a younger sister, you have to act like a big brother.

At the very least, I can't let her eat those unhealthy junk foods with me every day.

Qiong sat quietly at the dining table not far away, holding her black rabbit doll.

She watched as Lynn frantically poured the milk into the pot, spilling half of it.

Watching him earnestly studying the ratio of white jelly powder to sugar in the tutorial on his phone, his brow furrowed like an old scholar.

Watching him cut fruit, his knife skills were like a disaster scene.

Looking at his handsome face, which always carried a hint of laziness, there was a little bit of white flour on it, but he didn't seem to notice.

Her gaze was calm and gentle.

Like a calm, warm lake.

The clumsy figure in the kitchen was completely reflected in his own world.

So, it turns out, Onii-chan... isn't omnipotent after all.

He also has that clumsy side.

This realization did not diminish his image in her eyes.

On the contrary, it made her feel...

closer.