After living together peacefully as siblings for more than ten years, He Dingyuan discovered that he was an adopted child.
On Christmas Eve, the planned reunion day, Luo Lingxi suddenly arrived with her boyfriend.
"You are not allowed to embarrass him for a while, you understand?"
On the phone, Luo Lingxi spoke threateningly, like a hen guarding her young. He Dingyuan sneered to show his disdain.
The four sets of bowls and chopsticks turned into five sets, and there was a lot of laughter and joy at the table.
He Dingyuan felt that everything was good, except for the person opposite him...
Tsk.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't please your eyes.
Seeing Luo Lingxi put his favorite boiled shrimp into the bowl of the person opposite for the third time, He Dingyuan was so sour.
I heard that he was the junior brother who chased Luo Lingxi for two years.
Oh.
A fool.
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He Dingyuan, who had done something bad, was so upset that he stood outside the unit door and kicked the snow.
In front of the small window on the first floor, Luo Lingxi was having a video call with her boyfriend, and her voice flowed out through the gap in the screen window.
The silly boyfriend is indeed very silly, and his girlfriend doesn't even have the slightest suspicion when her lipstick is gone.
The culprit was nestled in the corner and listened with great interest. He vaguely remembered the winter of his senior year in high school. It was also a snowy night. He had just finished taking a shower and just opened the bathroom door when his sight was blocked by a bright red apple.
"How do you like the Christmas Eve apple that the kid downstairs gave to your sister? Are you envious?" Luo Lingxi was extremely proud. As she spoke, she took a big bite of it as if to show off.
The bright red apple had a corner missing, and the yellow-white flesh mixed with the sweet aroma spread in the air. Luo Lingxi chewed it, not forgetting to dangle it in front of his eyes.
So dazzling.
He couldn't tell what kind of impulse he had, but he suddenly grabbed her wrist, leaned forward, and looked straight into her eyes.
Click.
Crisp sound.
The white territory expands again.
The proud and excited voice suddenly stopped.
"Oh, why are you biting where I've bitten you?" She was furious, but within a few seconds she asked with great satisfaction, "Humph, isn't it sweet?"
When she said this, there was still glistening juice on her lips. He only glanced at it briefly before returning his eyes to the front of him.
There was a shallow and small tooth mark hanging on the red apple. For a moment, his breathing was stagnant, and he subconsciously traced the edge of the bitten pulp with the tip of his tongue...
"Hey-" Her voice was right in front of me.
There was a tightness in his throat. He hurriedly recalled it for a few seconds and pretended to be calm: "Oh." His eyes hit hers for a second, "It's just normal."
God knows how fast his heart beat when he said this.
Intention: love
