Chapter 3 Yuan Xi (Part 2)

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  Two girls were fooling around in the bedroom until they both laughed out of breath. Zhixiu reluctantly got up, put on her clothes with Xiaoxian's help, and when they came out, An Junhe was just carrying out a few cups of rice wine from the kitchen.

  On the eve of the Spring Festival, people drink sweet wine in the morning, symbolizing that they will hear good news all year round. Such superstitious thinking is unlikely to be believed by many people, but it can still be passed down as a custom and has its own significance. For An Junhe, anything related to ghosts, gods, fate, etc., he takes an attitude of believing in it, what's the harm?

  If there is anyone who has had such an experience, they will inevitably think that in this world, perhaps just a few feet away, there really are gods.

  "Come on, let's have a drink together! May this year bring us good fortune and peace!"

  Xiao Xian looked at the cup in front of him, then glanced at Zhi Xiu who was drinking it calmly, and suddenly became serious. He said solemnly: "Brother, I can't drink alcohol, neither can you or Sister Zhi Xiu, we're all still minors, drinking is against the law! Moreover, I've read health magazines, they say that drinking can severely damage blood vessels, digestive system, liver, and especially the reproductive system..."

  An Junhe hastily covered her mouth, his face a mixture of laughter and tears. The girl was clearly unaware that when she, like an unopened water lily, uttered the words "reproductive system", it would be so out of place. She blinked at An Junhe, looking at him with confusion, not understanding why he wouldn't let her continue speaking.

  Zhi Xiu chuckled and teased, "Xiao Xian, do you know what the reproductive system is?"

  "Shut up!" An Junhe glared at her, then reluctantly let go of Xiao Xian. "The health magazine only said that excessive drinking is harmful to the body, but it's okay to drink a little occasionally. Besides, this is Erming wine, and drinking it will bring good luck and celebration."

  All this effort was in vain, no matter how An Junhe said it. In the past, Xiao Xian, who had been obedient and listened to him, had an extraordinary persistence and stubbornness on this aspect, and she just wouldn't drink. In the end, he could only pour her a glass of beverage to make up for it.

  "This child is too inflexible, sigh..."

  Hearing his sigh, Chishou said: "Really? I think it's cute!"

  She gazed at Xiaoxian with a warm and gentle gaze, the little girl was busily carrying the used cup to the kitchen to wash it clean, her small figure bustling back and forth, on that childish face which still had a hint of innocence, there was an air of carefree naivety.

  An Junhe looked at her silently for a moment, then shook his head.

  After washing the dishes, Zhixiu also finished washing up, and he took Xiaoxian out to buy vegetables. As soon as they left the apartment building's entrance, a vast expanse of silver-white world appeared before their eyes under the continuous snowfall, with very deep snow that could reach ankle-deep with one step. In the residential area, property management was organizing people to clear the snow, and several buildings' entrances had already been cleared, with high piles of snow, some children playing in them, throwing firecrackers into the snow piles, watching as they exploded into small holes while screaming in a mix of fright and excitement, or holding snowballs and laughing as they chased and played.

  In such a lively atmosphere, Xiao Xian rarely showed a mischievous side, holding his hand and passing by a pine tree in the green belt, he kicked it hard with one foot, and the snowflakes that were pressed on the branches above suddenly fell down with a rustling sound, covering the sky and earth, and An Junhe was splashed all over his body.

  The girl had long since run ahead, only the silvery sound of her laughter echoing back from the front, her figure leaping and light, with an infinite vitality that made An Junhe, who was covered in snowflakes and had a wet neck, feel both annoyed and amused. At the same time, some thoughts that had been lurking in his mind were once again stirred up.

  If possible, he would have liked Xiaoxian to remain simple and carefree all her life. But she was growing up after all, and at this moment, in front of him, the slight curves of her figure were already visible under her clothes. In a few more months, her height would no longer be as petite as it was now; she would grow taller quickly, perhaps reaching from his waist to his chest. Her features would slowly mature, shedding their childishness, and a radiant yet awkward charm would emerge between her eyebrows.

  She will grow from a little girl to a young lady, formally entering the adult world, experiencing the cruelty and hardships of that unfamiliar world. At that time, her inflexible personality will put her at a disadvantage.

  Among the girls he knew, Xiaoxian was probably the one he looked down on the most. This is from a comprehensive strength point of view, and even when they were trainees, he noticed that every time they were evaluated, Xiaoxian's performance in singing and dancing was the most stable, but her scores could only be considered average.

  The vocal and dance teachers in the company describe her as a "recording machine", which has both positive and negative connotations. On one hand, it praises her for never making small mistakes no matter what challenge she takes on. On the other hand, it's also a pity that she doesn't understand flexibility, always copying and imitating others, unable to infuse her own emotions and personal style into songs and dances.

  Not to mention the two subjects of acting and art, which require the most integration, the little girl has never passed them.

  If she debuts in the future, with a personality like hers that doesn't change, aside from being a singer, it's completely impossible for her to develop in other fields.

  In the entertainment industry later on, a singer who only sings is actually the one with the least prospects.

  Can't help but feel somewhat worried in my heart.

  Just then, the girl's crisp shout from ahead interrupted his thoughts: "Brother, hurry up, it'll be noon soon." The girl was waving her arms in the snowy distance.

  "Ah, here it comes."

  He nodded, brushed off the snowflakes on his body, quickened his pace, and before long, the big and small figures merged in the pure white world, then held hands and walked forward into the distance.

  "How many things does brother want to buy?"

  "A lot, such as walnuts, peanuts, pine nuts and other dried fruits, scallions and spinach for cold dishes... um, and at least five or six kinds of grains for the five-grain rice..."

  "So many, can we bring them back?" The girl asked anxiously.

  "If you can't bring it back once, I'll just leave you there to guard it, and I'll make a few more trips." He said with a smile, intentionally teasing her.

  The girl took it seriously, imagining herself shivering in the wind and snow, standing alone guarding a pile of things with her head raised in expectation. She furrowed her small face in distress, thinking hard about how to avoid such a situation. Suddenly, after a moment, she exclaimed: "Brother, call Yuner sister over! She's strong, she can help brother move it together!"

  Looking at the little girl who was pleased with herself for thinking of a good idea and had already started taking out her phone to make a call, An Junhe fell silent for a moment before suddenly feeling sad: "Yoon-ah, you've worked hard."

  At this time, a certain girl who was still lying in bed at home in Yongdingpu District let out a loud sneeze, woke up from the chill, sat up dazedly and looked around, then wiped her mouth and rolled over again to continue chasing her unfinished dreamland. However, a few minutes later, a piercing ringing sound completely shattered this little luxury...

  ……

  It was very difficult to find the destination, and I underestimated the power of snowy days when I set out. Yesterday, he asked if he should pick her up, but she thought it would be too pampered to have someone pick her up for a visit, so she said she could find it herself and declined his proposal.

  It wasn't until recently that the taxi I was riding in broke down halfway due to the cold weather, and after hopping around in the snowy and icy roads for half a day, I couldn't even hail another car. Only then did I realize how precious his suggestion was. As I watched the morning slip away, I couldn't help but scold myself for being too proud.

  Fortunately, there are still buses available in this world. Although it's cold and the bus frequency is lower, I shivered and waited for about half an hour before boarding a bus heading to my destination, which arrived after more than 20 minutes.

  Looking at the apartment building in front of her, she tightened her collar, unsure if it was too cold or nervous, her hands were shaking slightly, and her heart was racing.

  From here on up, knock open the door of the house indicated by the number written on the paper strip, and you can see his family - his sister.

  After being together for several months, she has come to understand some things about Ahn Jun-hee. She knows that he is an orphan and currently only has a twin sister named Ahn Ji-soo who depends on him. From the way he talks about his sister, she can hear the affection and importance he places on his only family member.

  Now I'm going to meet her, I wonder how she'll look at me? I've heard that many families have a bad relationship between the sister-in-law and the younger sister-in-law, I don't know...

  She shook her head violently, her face flushed with redness, and her watery eyes sparkled with shyness: "Really, what was I thinking...". He had never had romantic feelings for her, and when mentioning her in front of his sister, he probably only talked about her as a friend, or maybe not even mentioned her at all.

  With such thoughts, amidst the anxiety in my heart, I also feel a little lost.

  Such hesitation could not last for long, the security guards in the distance had already noticed her, she took a deep breath, like a martyr about to rush to the execution ground, and solemnly stepped into the unit door...

  A few minutes later, in the living room of Ahn Jun-hee's house, Lim Soo-jung sat stiffly on the sofa. The unfamiliar environment and people made her uneasy. She had thought that Ahn Jun-hee would be there, but he had gone out to buy something. Thinking about how she had opened the door earlier, Ji-soo, who was shaking in his wheelchair, looked at her with a wary expression. Looking again at the girl who was still sizing her up from a few steps away, Lim Soo-jung's mouth became dry and parched with tension.

  As he rolled his throat, he stared at Zhī Xiù with a strange gaze and suddenly asked, "Thirsty?"

  Lin Xiujing nodded subconsciously, and only then did she react, seeing Zhi Xiu shaking the wheelchair as if to go get her water, hurriedly getting up and calling out: "No need, I'm not...not thirsty..."

  In her haste, her movements were a bit too big and forceful, and before she knew it, she had bumped into the coffee table in front of her. The beautiful glass surface of the table suddenly flipped over, about to fall onto the floor. She frantically tried to grab it, but misjudged the weight of the glass, feeling a sudden heaviness in her hands. Her body was pulled forward, and her feet slipped out from under her, sending her tumbling to the ground.

  "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

  Her petite body and the thick glass board fell to the ground at the same time. In the midst of the loud crash, the expected shards of glass did not appear. The glass board bounced on the floor with a lot of elasticity, its black surface reflecting her stunned face.

  She was stunned for a while, enduring the pain, and awkwardly turned her head. A few steps away, Ahn Ji-soo sat in his wheelchair with an expressionless face, staring at this side. Seeing her look over, he asked in a cold voice, "Not bad quality, right?"

  *groan*

  This was their first meeting, and the result... didn't seem too ideal...