The following begins the story of Lu Yichuan and Cheng Youyou, a short novella spanning tens of thousands of words. (Rest assured, this story has already concluded.)
Upon returning home, Lu Yichuan noticed his little sister with rosy cheeks and eyes brimming with affection, like the gentle breeze of spring, and guessed, "You went out to play with that boy Jiang Qingchen again?"
"Yeah." Muxia walked over bashfully, then curiously asked, "Bro, I've been telling you all about my private life, so wouldn't it be fair for you to share something about yours?"
As the saying goes, it is only polite to reciprocate!
Lu Yichuan stuffed a peeled orange into her mouth, huffing discontentedly: "Are you sure you're the one who told me? Or did I figure it out myself with my own wisdom?"
Talking about fairness!
Fairness my ass!
"Hehe, it's more or less the same either way," Muxia giggled guiltily as she chewed the orange.
