Sister, can I be a maid too?

He didn't even offer a single comment.

Lin Jianxia slowly stood up, the chair legs dragging on the floor with a scraping sound.

She didn't clear the dishes; she simply turned around slowly and walked back to her room step by step.

Standing in front of the small entryway, that familiar sense of bewilderment welled up again.

My nose is so sore...

The light maid outfit suddenly felt incredibly heavy, so heavy that it made it hard to breathe.

I can't go back to my room, my sister's still here...

When Lin Jianxia came to her senses again, she realized that she was already sitting in a small toilet stall.

She hugged her knees and buried her face in her arms.

What?!

We already agreed... we even pinky swore that neither of us would get angry...

She always thought that things would be alright after she apologized.

But Jiang Yubai's attitude... remained lukewarm, as if there was a transparent wall between them.

She tried her best.

Trying hard to find topics to talk about, trying to get back to how things were before, and learning from what Jiang Yubai did before, pushing away those drafts filled with trivial feelings time and time again.

I was angry because of the word "little maid"... Well, how about I come to you now dressed in a maid outfit?

You just wanted to see me wear this, didn't you...?

I used to hate the term "maid" so much, feeling that I was clearly inferior and just a servant who served tea and water.

Maid outfits are meaningless except for pleasing others.

She even thought that if Jiang Yubai dared to force her to wear such clothes, she would rather leave this place with her sister.

Can.....

Jiang Yu hadn't mentioned it at all, yet she secretly bought it herself and willingly wore it.

Actually... it's really good-looking.

She got up quietly before dawn today, hid from her sister, changed her clothes, and repeatedly adjusted her headband and skirt in front of the mirror.

My heart was filled with trepidation, yet also with a touch of anticipation.

You'll like it, right?

That maid-obsessed idiot will definitely like it.

How could it have turned out like this?

He didn't laugh, he wasn't surprised, and he didn't even glance at him twice.

Am I not good-looking?

Lin Jianxia raised her head blankly.

The mirror in front of me reflected a pale face, with redness around the eyes, wet eyelashes, and tears welling up in the eyes.

She paused for a moment, then belatedly raised her hand, her fingertips touching something cold and wet.

What?!

Tears rolled down her cheeks, sliding down her chin and dripping onto the intricate lace skirt, leaving a small, dark, damp stain.

I tried to wipe them away with the back of my hand, but the more I wiped, the more tears I cried, and I couldn't get them clean no matter what I did.

at last.....

Lin Jianxia finally gave up, hugged her knees, and buried her face deeply in her arms.

"The summer breeze... I'll always remember it..."

“Say it clearly...you love me....”

"I saw your cool smile... and... your shy moments too..."

A soft, nasal humming sounded in the small cubicle.

"Summer Breeze" is her favorite song.

Perhaps it was because the pace of reality was too heavy that she longed for those light, sun-drenched days.

I long for summer when the breeze brushes against my hair, and I long for the kind of pure and sweet love described in songs.

"The summer breeze... is blowing warmly..."

"Through the hair...through the ear..."

The voice grew softer and softer, and trembled more and more.

In the end, only a faint whisper remained, dissipating into the quiet air.

She sniffed and said to herself in an almost inaudible voice:

"Jiang Yubai, I never want to again..."

The last few words were never uttered completely.

They evaporated silently in the dim light, like water vapor.

Chapter 78 A Young Girl's Thoughts Are Like Poetry

As the footsteps faded into the distance, Jiang Yubai leaned against the door and let out a long sigh of relief.

First, she patted her cheeks, which were burning for some reason, and then pressed her temples with a headache.

He never expected that Lin Jianxia would appear in front of him wearing such a maid outfit.

As for why there was no reaction... he's certainly not blind.

On the contrary, from the moment the door opened, Jiang Yubai's gaze almost never left it; he only stopped looking later because he was afraid he couldn't help himself.

To be honest, it's really a bit invincible.

This outfit is so beautiful... it almost made him, someone who doesn't consider himself to have a maid fetish, betray him on the spot.

As for going back to his room to catch up on sleep, that was just an excuse.

After all, being able to fall asleep after seeing someone dressed like that... can only mean that their sexual orientation might be a little problematic.

But what could he say? "Wow, you look great in that maid outfit!"

To be honest, the first thing Jiang Yubai thought when he saw her wasn't that she was beautiful, but that his heart skipped a beat.

I was scared.

I can't help it, I'm starting to have PTSD, after all, I've practically sealed away the word "maid" from my mind...

What else can I say? Ask, "Why did you suddenly decide to wear this?"

He's just a little slow on the uptake; he's not some light novel protagonist who can say such low-EQ things.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yubai sighed heavily again and collapsed onto the bed.

Judging from this guy's attitude towards him during this period, he could tell that Lin Jianxia really wanted to repair the relationship.

He wasn't deliberately keeping her hanging on; in fact, he had been responding all along.

We went to and from school together every day, passed notes during class, and quized each other on English vocabulary in the evenings.

After all, they had made a pinky promise that would last a hundred years, and although it was a bit childish, he wouldn't deliberately throw a tantrum.

But now it seems... that's far from enough.

Did she think he was still angry? Or did she think his response was too bland, like he was just being perfunctory?

He was even a little curious about what he used to be like.

I feel like what I'm doing now is no different from before, except that... I'm just missing those casual jokes and trash talk.

It's impossible that his true form is just that mouthful of rubbish, right?

That sounds pretty sad.

Jiang Yubai thought it over and over, but he really couldn't believe that things could be this serious.

She's such a proud person... she got angry when I jokingly called her 'little maid' before.

And now she's actually put on a maid outfit and is standing there so pretty in front of him.

If you say she only wore the outfit because she thought it looked good, I wouldn't believe it.

so......

Jiang Yubai didn't know what she was thinking, nor did he know how to respond in a "correct" way.

He just wanted her to stop dwelling on the past; he just wanted their relationship to go back to how it was before...

It seems like things have gotten worse again?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yubai sighed heavily.

Well, it's good to let her calm down.

If I could figure it out myself... that would be even better.

These thoughts were swirling in my mind, and after what seemed like an eternity, I suddenly heard a soft "knock, knock, knock" sound coming from the door.

Ok?

He came to his senses and subconsciously thought he had misheard.

It wasn't until two clear knocks sounded on the door that he realized it wasn't a hallucination.

He got up and opened the door with some confusion, only to see Lin Jianxia standing quietly outside.

The girl seemed to have changed out of her maid outfit, and in her place was a light-colored loungewear outfit, and her long hair was neatly tied into a ponytail.

Suppressing the inexplicable regret in his heart, Jiang Yubai sighed and said:

"Um... Lin Jianxia, ​​I was indeed wrong just now."