The mist grew thicker and thicker, eventually turning into large teardrops, falling down with a pit-pat sound.

Chi Cheng’s throat tightened, and he quickly pulled her back into his arms, kissing her hair, his voice low, "Ranran, be good, don’t cry."

"You, you yelled at me..." An Ran sobbed, like a small injured kitten.

Chi Cheng lowered his head, using his fingers to continuously wipe her tears, "I didn’t yell at you."

An Ran’s sighs kept overflowing, intermittent.

"I was just worried about you." Chi Cheng held her tighter, "It won’t happen next time."

An Ran truly cherished this embrace, so attached to this brother.

If only time could freeze at this moment.

She shook her head, as if talking to herself, "There won’t be a next time..."

Because she and her brother, are half-siblings from the same father.

"What did you say?"

"Brother, we can’t be together." An Ran’s voice carried a sense of desolation, "Not in this lifetime, so we should just..."

Chi Cheng pinched her chin and directly sealed her lips.

The entanglement was hard to part with, An Ran initially tried to evade, but he held the back of her head.

Her entire body was confined within his domain, unable to move.

She could only passively kiss him.

Soft tongues entwining and rubbing, the air in her chest was entirely drawn out by him.

Her brain seemed deprived of oxygen...

An Ran gasped deeply, intertwining with his burning breath.

"You are not allowed to say those two words." Chi Cheng lightly bit her sensitive earlobe.

So itchy...

An Ran’s breath hastened again, her body already hot from drinking, now even hotter to the point of her brain feeling muddled, "We..."

"Still want to say it?" Chi Cheng’s bite deepened a bit.

So painful.

But this pain, seemed to lightly crash into her brain.

She drank too much today.

Already prone to getting drunk after one cup, now her reactions and perception all slowed half a beat.

Her eyelids grew heavier and heavier.

Vaguely, it seemed like she heard her brother calling her name beside her, then saying something...

What did brother say?

An Ran wanted to hear, but her consciousness drifted further and further away.

-

When she woke up again, it was already daytime.

She sat up, looking around.

This... is brother’s apartment.

The bedroom door handle suddenly turned.

Someone was about to come in.

An Ran panicked for a moment, pulled up the quilt and lay down again, pretending to be asleep.

Though she didn’t even know why she was reacting like this...

Probably to escape reality.

Steady footsteps approached her side.

Without opening her eyes, she could feel the gentle aura from that person.

Sure enough, it was brother.

What should I do?

How should I talk to brother?

If brother also finds out that he and I are actually half-siblings, would he also be devastated?

Wait, what’s he doing? Why hasn’t he moved for so long?

An Ran secretly opened one eye and saw Chi Cheng sitting opposite her, holding a bowl of porridge, stirring the hot steam with a spoon.

He was lowering his head, cooling the porridge with the spoon, his eyelashes distinct, casting a faint shadow.

The man didn’t look up, his voice clear, "Have you played the pretending to sleep game long enough? The porridge isn’t hot anymore, get up and drink."

!!!!

How did he know!