Damn it! The girl he likes insists on dragging him to a blind date.

Xia You paused in her typing, her eyes glazed over, and she stared blankly at Sheng Zongche for a while.

A moment later, a faint smile spread across her lips, and she couldn't help but turn her head, her eyelashes trembling. Her laughter was soft and slightly naive. "What did you say, senior? Prince Charming? Help me?"

Sheng Zongche was a little confused by the laughter. "Xia You, what are you laughing at?"

Xia You replied to Yu Haoqiang's message with her head down, saying as she typed, "Senior Xiao, you're such a grown-up and you still believe in fairy tales? Fairy tales are just for kids. I've never believed in them since I was little."

Sheng Zongche suddenly remembered that when he was a child, Sheng Wanyu would walk around at home all day wearing Elsa's dress and saying that she could do magic and turn everything into ice and snow.

Doesn't every girl dream of being a princess and having a prince on a white horse?

Sheng Zongche didn't let the topic rest, "Why don't you believe in fairy tales? Have you always been this enlightened since you were little?"

"When other children are eating nutritious lunches in the school cafeteria, while you can only afford to buy steamed buns across the street with three yuan, will you still believe in fairy tales?"

Xia You finished speaking with a smile, her tone so calm that it sounded like she was recounting someone else's story.

She has never hidden her poverty, nor has she ever been ashamed of it, nor has she felt that being poor is anything to be ashamed of.

No one is born wanting to be poor; it's just that everyone has their own destiny. You shouldn't look down on others because you're poor, and you certainly shouldn't look down on yourself because you're poor.

Sheng Zongche's throat bobbed, feeling a surge of emotion rush to his throat, choking him and rendering him speechless.

Only then did he realize that Xia You had only served him rice, and had put almost all the large chunks of Wagyu beef into his bowl.

He frowned and asked, "Why didn't you serve yourself some rice?"

Xia You put down her phone. "It's okay, this meal is for you. I bought a lot of instant noodles in my dorm, I'll make some when I get back."

Sheng Zongche's eyes darkened. The next second, he picked up a spoon, scooped up a large spoonful of fried rice, and slowly said to the girl, "Open your mouth."

"what?"

"Open your mouth."

Xia You looked completely bewildered. "Why do you want me to open my mouth...?"

She was only halfway through her sentence when, in a flash, a large spoonful of fragrant fried rice was put into her mouth.

Xia You froze, all the blood rushing to her head, making her ears turn bright red instantly.

In that instant, she realized that she was sitting side by side with the boy she had a crush on for four years on a rug in his living room.

Just now, that boy... fed her a spoonful of rice with the spoon he had just used.

Is she slow to react or what? When did she become so familiar with Sheng Zongche?

Is she insane, or is the world insane?

At this moment, Xia You looked like a mole that had just burrowed underground, only to be dragged out of its hole by a weasel.

Sheng Zongche curled one corner of his lips, reached out, and closed Xia You's chin. "Chew."

Xia You: ?

"Not chewing? You can just swallow it whole. I'll come to your rescue if you choke."

Xia You: "..."

As the two interacted, they were completely unaware that a slender figure had been standing in the entryway for quite some time.

At this moment, Sheng Wanyu couldn't hold back any longer. She covered her mouth and let out a classic Chinese exclamation, "Holy crap..."

Hearing the noise, Sheng Zongche and Xia You turned around at the same time by the coffee table.

The moment Xia You saw Sheng Wanyu, she jumped up, "Ah! You...hello..."

She never imagined that one day she would be able to see the big star Sheng Wanyu up close, especially at Sheng Zongche's house.

Sheng Zongche didn't get up. He closed his eyes irritably, then opened them again, raising his eyelids to glare at Sheng Wanyu. "What are you doing here at this hour?"

Sheng Wanyu looked Xia You up and down, then ran excitedly to the coffee table. "Wow, if I hadn't come at this time, how could I have witnessed such a wonderful scene?"

Sheng Zongche completely ignored the ambiguity in her words, looking at her sister with utter disgust, "You're here with Gu Chi again..."

Sheng Wanyu quickly grabbed Sheng Zongche's back and covered his mouth from behind.

The sudden force caused Sheng Zongche to stumble forward. If he hadn't held on, he would have fallen onto Xia You by now.

"Sheng Wanyu, you...!"

Sheng Wanyu ignored him, looked up at Xia You, and smiled brightly, "Little beauty, what's your name?"

Xia You said, "Hello, Miss Sheng, my name is Xia You."

Sheng Wanyu thought to herself, "So she's Xia You."

The girl possessed an ethereal beauty, without any makeup; it was hard to find a face more pure and delicate than hers in the entertainment industry.

It turns out Sheng Zongche has a good eye for this kind of thing.

Sheng Wanyu smiled brightly, "Oh, why call me Miss Sheng? Just like Xiao Che, call me sister."

Sheng Zongche: "When did I ever call you 'sister'? Get out of my way right now!"

Xia You stammered for a long time before finally managing to say, "Um... Sister Wan Yu, I'll be going now. There's still a lot of fried rice and soup in the kitchen. You can eat it if you don't mind."

Sheng Wanyu finally let go of Sheng Zongche and affectionately tidied his hair. "Hey, don't go! Let's eat together. I'll order some more takeout. Do you want some beer? What about red wine?"

Xia You hurriedly waved her hand, "No, I just came to cook. I'd better leave now so as not to disturb you."

Xia You picked up the canvas bag from the sofa and said to Sheng Zongche, "Senior Sheng, I'm really sorry for today. This will never happen again. Please don't be angry."

Sheng Zongche narrowed his peach blossom eyes, pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek, and remained silent.

What does this woman mean by that? It feels...

It's like we're going to never see each other again?

……

After Xia You left, Sheng Zongche ate his meal dejectedly. Beside him, Sheng Wanyu crossed her arms and watched her younger brother with great interest, her eyes filled with ambiguity.

Sheng Zongche, holding the bowl, moved away from her, "Stay away from me, don't catch my infatuation."

"I have a crush on you? I'm more afraid you'll infect me with your terminal crush syndrome! Sheng Zongche, do you know that when I saw you feeding that girl just now, I almost gouged my own eyes out! Are you a pervert or just being a masochist? I should really film it and show it to Mom, otherwise she'll keep nagging about you and He Yunqi being together. He Yunqi has had a whole football team of girlfriends, and you're still single!"

Sheng Zongche, shoveling food into his mouth, didn't even bother to glance at Sheng Wanyu. "She's too thin to eat. What's wrong with me feeding her?"

"Feeling sorry for her? You're doomed. Feeling sorry for her means you're smitten," Sheng Wanyu said, sitting cross-legged and leaning closer to her younger brother. "Hey, why did Xia You come to cook for you? You just told her to come and she came? So obedient?"

"She started a social club at school and dragged me to blind dates to help her club gain more members. But today a bunch of girls showed up, and I felt like I was being defiled, so she came to cook for me to make it up to me."

The amount of information conveyed in that sentence was so great that Sheng Wanyu opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know what to say.

After a moment, she realized what she meant. "You mean Xia You... dragged you to a blind date?"

"Um."

Sheng Wanyu was shocked and suddenly let out a deep sigh.

She reached out and patted Sheng Zongche on the shoulder, saying earnestly, "You're doomed, little brother. Xia You doesn't like you."

Sheng Zongche: ?