Flower Fairy: After transmigrating again, I became An'an's younger brother.

As spring approached, the air still held a lingering chill from winter. Suddenly, one pink shooting star after another streaked across the sky.

"Little White, it's a meteor shower!"

Xia An'an, who was lying on the bed reading, was immediately drawn to the amazing sight outside the window. She jumped off the bed barefoot, ran to the window, and pressed her face almost against the glass. "Wow... to see a meteor shower on a snowy day! How amazing and beautiful!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes widened suddenly—an exceptionally bright pink meteor, unlike its companions, did not disappear in an instant, but instead trailed a long tail of light and plummeted straight into her yard.

Xia An'an immediately turned and ran outside, calling her younger brother's name as she ran: "Xiao Tong! A star fell into the yard, come with me to see!"

When she found the bathroom, she knocked on the door: "Xiaotong? Are you in there?"

"Get away from me!"

Xia Tong's embarrassed voice came from inside the room. He was sitting on the toilet, clutching his stomach. "Sis, I'm still feeding in the bathroom."

"Alright then, I'll go take a look myself."

Outside the door, Xia An'an's footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

In the bathroom, Xia Tong rubbed her aching stomach and muttered softly, "Ugh...did I eat something unclean at noon?"

A moment later, he was finally free and was about to go back to his room when he suddenly stopped in his tracks—

A pure, clear spring-like fragrance, yet carrying an entirely unfamiliar scent, drifted in from the direction of the courtyard, like the fragrance of newly blossoming flowers.

"Huh? Sis?!"

Xia Tong immediately became alert and rushed into the yard.

That's right, Xia Tong is not an ordinary person, but a transmigrator. As someone who has transmigrated twice, he was first born in a world where magic reigns supreme, but after his death, he was reincarnated in Huagang City on Earth.

At first, he wondered, "How did I end up back on Earth from the magical world?" Later, he realized that he had never heard of a city called "Huagang City" in his first life's memories, so he assumed that this was a parallel world.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Xia An'an sitting on the snow, with a bright red camellia blooming in front of her.

"Sis, are you alright?"

Xia Tong quickly stepped forward and reached out to help her up.

"N-nothing..."

Xia An'an scratched her head, then suddenly realized something and pointed at the camellia, saying, "Oh right! I just saw a little fairy fly out of this flower!"

"An elf?"

Xia Tong's gaze fell on the camellia, her tone deliberately indifferent, "Are you sure you're not mistaken? There's no fairy here."

"yes……"

Xia An'an circled the camellia twice, but no matter how she looked at it, it seemed to be just an ordinary flower, so she gave up. "Okay~_~, maybe I really was mistaken."

"It's too late, go to bed early."

Xia Tong patted her shoulder and gently pushed her.

"Then you should get some rest too."

Xia An'an yawned and turned to go back to her room.

After watching Xia An'an leave, Xia Tong turned her gaze back to the camellia.

"Although I didn't see the fairy my sister mentioned, but..."

Xia Tong sensed the energy emanating from the camellia. "This flower is quite extraordinary."

The next second, he raised his hand to absorb the surrounding energy, and a faint light emanated from his fingertips: "Cultivation in this world is not easy, and such pure energy cannot be wasted."

After absorbing the energy, he stared at the camellia, puzzled: "What should I do?"

After thinking about it, I still felt that it was safest to keep it in my own room, so that I could deal with it immediately if anything went wrong.

So he went back inside to get a small shovel and a potted plant, carefully transplanted the camellia into the pot, and carried the potted plant back to his room.

The next morning—

Xia Mu's singing voice drifted into the room: "La~ La~ La~"

Xia Tong stared at the camellia tree all night until Xia Mu's singing drifted into the room, at which point she finally gave up her agonizing thoughts and got up to wash up.

Although he hadn't slept all night, his foundation as a monk from his previous life remained intact. There was no sign of fatigue on his face, and his spirit was even more refreshed than that of someone who had slept for eight hours.

"strangeness……"

He squeezed toothpaste while muttering to himself, "Is it because my power hasn't fully recovered? That flower looks so ordinary, but what's with that energy?"

With a puzzled look on his face, he walked to the dining table and sat down, saying to Xia Mu in the kitchen, "Good morning, Dad."

"Xiaotong, you're here! Guess what delicious food Daddy made for you today?"

Xia Mu turned around and peeked out, asking with a smile, "Where's An'an?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xia An'an, who couldn't sleep because of the singing, rubbed her eyes and walked over, plopped down in a chair, and after hearing Xia Mu's words, she looked annoyed: "Dad can't do anything except make snacks."

Xia Tong stared at the "breakfast" that Xia Mu had brought over, poked at it with her fork, and fell into deep thought: How exactly is this thing made to look like this?

When he looked up, he met Xia An'an's gaze—the two stared at each other, neither moving.

"Sister, you eat first," Xia Tong said first.

"No, no, as an older sister, I should give way to my younger brother," Xia An'an immediately waved her hand.

Just then, the two of them caught sight of Little White lying under the table—it had just licked two mouthfuls of something from the plate before it suddenly passed out.

Xia Mu suddenly clapped his hands: "That's right! I need to go to the door to get today's newspaper!"

Xia An'an's eyes lit up, and she immediately pulled Xia Tong along: "Dad, Xiao Tong and I are going to deliver the newspapers! Let's go!"

Be careful on the road.

Xia Mu made these instructions to the two children.

The two, who had already left the house, answered at the same time, "Okay, Dad."

"Haha, these two kids are getting more and more sensible."

Xia Mu sat at the dining table in the living room and stuffed a grilled sausage into his mouth.

The next second, an indescribable white substance gushed out of Xia Mu's mouth.

After walking a short distance from their house, the siblings both breathed a sigh of relief and said in unison, "Thank goodness we escaped..."

"Oh, right, sis, your pendant..."

Xia Tong stared at the pendant around Xia An'an's neck, frowning—she seemed to have sensed a familiar aura just now.

"Oh no! Oh no!"

Xia An'an suddenly interrupted him, shoving a stack of newspapers into his hands. "Hurry up and deliver the newspapers, or you'll be late! We can talk later if you need anything!"

After she finished speaking, she grabbed another stack of newspapers and ran eastward, leaving Xia Tong standing there scratching her head: "Is it just my imagination? Why do I feel like the pendant is staring at me..."

Never mind, I'll go deliver the newspapers first.

Xia Tong then headed in another direction.

Along the way, Xia Tong and Xia An'an delivered newspapers to various places. After they finished delivering the newspapers, the two met at the Four Seasons Gift Shop, where the last newspaper happened to be.

Good morning, Uncle Wang.

"I'm sorry, the newspaper is late today."

"Oh dear, Xiaotong and An'an are here. It's alright, it's alright. Come in and warm up." Uncle Wang, wearing a bunny ear hat, said.

"It's okay, it's winter break anyway."

After Xia An'an finished speaking, she pulled Xia Tong and walked out of the shop.

Then Uncle Wang turned around and started tidying up the display case: "School starts in a few days, and it will be difficult to see you two again."

"Hehe, hehe..."

Xia An'an stood there grinning foolishly, unaware that the doll behind her had fallen to the ground.

Xia An'an picked it up after seeing it and was about to put it back when Uncle Wang saw it.

"An'an, do you like this doll? If you do, you can take it. Consider it a gift from your uncle."

"Ah? No, no, no!" Xia An'an said in a panic, waving her hands.

"It's alright, An'an. This is your uncle's thank-you gift, please take it," Uncle Wang said with a smile.

Xia An'an glanced at the doll, then looked at Xia Tong—who was staring at her pendant, her brows furrowed even more.

"Strange... the aura from before has disappeared again."

Xia Tong muttered to herself, "Could it be that I've been living in comfort for too long, and my senses have become dulled?"

Xia An'an mistakenly thought he wanted the doll, so she held it up and asked, "Xiao Tong, do you want this?"

"what?"

Xia Tong glanced at the doll, then turned her head away in disgust. "No..."