was spoiled and got pregnant before she turned eighteen. He and his wife beat her up, and she ran away from home. When they finally found her, her stomach was already big, and she couldn't have an ab...My sister and I are almost the same height, but she looks thinner than me.

She had become thinner, naturally making her appearance and demeanor different. She resembled the women depicted in paintings from the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern dynasties.

Slender and graceful, with a serene and charming demeanor.

"Lost in thought, are we Have you gone senile already Is pregnancy truly a period of three years of idiocy" Jun Shixiong's face broke into a faint smile.

I was still worried he would scold me, and I was a little uneasy.

I sat next to my sister. On Jun Shixiong's side was Mu Wanchen, he slightly turned his head and told Mu Wanchen a few things about pregnancy precautions. My sister quietly squeezed my hand.

I raised an eyebrow and asked softly, "Sister, are you cold Why are your hands so cold"

"Huh Cold" She retracted her hand and rubbed it, then brought it to her mouth to warm it. The air conditioner's warm wind had been blowing in this room the whole time. I took off my jacket and was still feeling hot, but she'd been here for so long and her hands were still cold.

"Aren't you cold Your hands and feet are icy, you need to replenish your qi and blood, right" I rubbed her hands for her.

She whispered to me, "Come on, I don't feel uncomfortable at all"

“…Are you used to it You were sick every other day before. How was your trip with Jun senior brother this time Was it fun” I whispered, trying to gather some gossip.

Two young people went abroad together. The atmosphere in Europe and America is so open, it's normal for something to happen, right If things have gone too far, my sister could get married next year.

Who knew my sister forced a smile and whispered, "… I feel like he doesn't like me following him. Maybe I'm just not smart enough."

Uh

I sneakily glanced at Jun Shixiong. He was talking with Mu Wanchen, a faint smile in his eyes. He doesn't seem like a bad person to get along with.

"Xiao Luo, let me tell you, at the graduation party for our fourth senior brother, he introduced me to others as his fiancée. He didn't seem to have much of a reaction, and I felt like he didn't like that title... Maybe I'm wishful thinking." My sister smiled.

No way… Is there really something wrong between them

At this moment, the waiter knocked and came in, pushing a few bowls of stewed soup. My sister and I paused our hushed conversation for a bit.

"Little Lu'er, eat more. You aren't just one person now." Jun shidi admonished.

"Oh..." I secretly glanced over. After Jun Shidi's reminder, he didn't pay attention to my sister, but turned his head and continued chatting with Mu Wanchen.

What do they have to talk about They can't get away from talking about witches and doctors.

In contrast to Mu Wanchen, even when he spoke to his senior brother, his gaze never left me. He was always paying attention to my movements. When I reached out to open the stewing pot, he even reminded me to be careful of the heat.

This is how couples should get along, isn't it

Paying close attention to each other, even the smallest things become a big deal. Isn't this the state that lovers should have

It seems Father's feelings weren't unfounded; he truly felt that the seemingly perfect couple he had always tacitly approved of wasn't as he desired.

After the meal, I drove Mu Wanchen, Jun Shixiong, and my sister home.

We were back in front of the small building in the backyard. My sister looked at my door panel and asked strangely, "What are you doing Where's your front door"

"... It's just a little accident, no big deal, I live upstairs anyway." I said.

My sister smiled and said, "That can't mean we leave the door out altogether. I always feel like the first floor is a little damp, and she even mentioned moving the books over to your place first... Now that there's no door, this cold wind blows right in, you don't worry about getting damp..."

I sent her to the downstairs of her attic, she pushed me: “Go go, go with your man yourself, don’t follow me.”

"I'd like to talk to you." I answered honestly.

"Then I'll just tidy up and take a shower before coming to find you." She wouldn't let me follow.

Alright then, she'll be down to chat with her father anyway in a bit.

I sent her to the door, turned to leave, and the moment she pushed it open, a chill ran down my spine.

What's wrong

I turned my head to look, she had already switched on the light on the first floor. Everything inside was normal, nothing strange at all. And she even closed the door and went upstairs directly.

I walked to the door, apprehensively peering inside. My sister's room was much tidier than mine. On her desk lay a laptop, and nothing else seemed out of place.

"Little Luo'er, what's wrong" Mu Wanchen asked me standing in the courtyard.

"Nothing... Have you felt a chill down your spine" I whispered.

"No," Mu Wanchen shook his head. "Are you cold"

" ...No, it's just that I suddenly got goosebumps."

"What now" he cupped my cheek with his hand.

"Now… it seems like everything is alright."

It's strange, am I being overly sensitive now My sister has been gone for a while, and the house doesn't feel as lively. Even when I open the door, that chill still sends shivers down my spine.

Come on

But Mu Wanchen is also standing here, if there was anything unusual, he should have discovered it early.

"I feel like my sister's body needs some nourishing." I told Mu Wanchen as we returned to our own little building and sat down on the first floor, holding his hand.

Mu Wanchen shook his head slightly: "…She seems to have something on her mind."

"Huh"

Mu Wanchen lightly smiled and said: "Feeling stifled in one's heart, trapped by emotions."

Well, how am I supposed to do that

This is a private matter, after all, it's between two people, and others can't interfere in matters of the heart.

But the relationship between your brother and my sister seems to be tied to our family's "foundation" all these years. If they are not suitable and go their separate ways, then your brother should set out on his own.

It doesn't matter if I strike out on my own, my father would be happy to see his disciples flourishing all over the world. However, with your brother leaving our family, with my father's scholarly nature, there's hardly anyone left to manage the household.

And if my sister married someone outside our circle, it would seem... also a good rhythm to leave home, because outsiders probably wouldn't understand this kind of yin-yang family structure...

My brother and my sister's relationship has been tacitly acknowledged by everyone since childhood. If they were to separate, marry individually, and then live in a large house separately, it would be too awkward.

Besides, if your senior brother sets out on his own, the remaining brothers and sisters will probably gradually leave home—losing their guiding force, they'll disperse soon enough.

"Wow, this is a big problem. Thinking about it, I feel like there's a fire in the backyard. If my house falls apart and we fight, how can I run back to my parents for help" I scratched my head.

Mu Wanchen gave me a glance: "I won't argue with you."

"Who said that You were so fierce when you yelled at me before!"

"That was in the past, you weren't my wife then, and we weren't together." He said righteously: "Since there were no emotional debts owed, it's fine to scold you for doing something wrong. What's so wrong with that"

Well said, you've got me speechless for a moment.

Mu Wanchen's eyes softened a little, and he smiled and said, "Now, I won't scold you."

Humph, I reached up and rubbed my cheek against his neck. Such an intimate gesture was already something we understood perfectly well.

I cast a quick glance at the door, making sure no one saw us getting cozy. But when I looked, I was startled.

My sister, she walked towards the entrance of the yard by herself.

There's nothing wrong with that, but I... somehow saw her walk as if she were... "floating" walking around this deserted old mansion late at night.When I got to the backyard, a face as white as death suddenly appeared in the moonlit doorway, scaring the wits out of me.“Oh, it’s Miss Zhang,”...