Transmigrated into the body of a villain, I became my sister's savior.

Humans are emotional beings.

Even with small animals, you develop feelings for them after raising them for a long time, let alone the charming and lovely Xia Tingwan.

Lin Jianshen thought that Xia Tingwan would separate from him in the future, and then their little family would fall apart.

This place is destined to become a home again.

He suddenly felt a pang of sadness.

"I really am an awkward and fragile person," Lin Jianshen thought. "Even eating KFC can make me so depressed."

Xia Tingwan was unaware of Lin Jianshen's complex inner thoughts at that moment.

She picked up a French fry, dipped it in ketchup, and held it to Lin Jianshen's lips, her eyes curving into crescents: "Brother, you don't eat French fries like that, you have to dip them in sauce."

"Give it a try."

Lin Jianshen used to pick up other people's fries to eat, always feeling that those without sauce were cleaner.

I've never had fries with dipping sauce before.

He picked up a French fry and said, "I'll do it myself."

Xia Tingwan pouted slightly and protested, "Brother, I washed my hands before eating."

She downplayed the issue, as if she was only upset that Lin Jianshen disliked her.

But is this something to "dislike"?

This gesture seems a bit too intimate, doesn't it?

However, it doesn't seem unreasonable for a younger sister to feed her older brother.

Xia Tingwan looked aggrieved, but her eyes seemed to hold no impurities.

Lin Jianshen hesitated for two seconds, then thought he was overthinking things, and took a bite of the fries in Xia Tingwan's hand.

The tomato sauce on top is both sour and sweet.

A strange smell.

But it's still very addictive.

Xia Tingwan then said, "Brother, after I get into university, will you grant me one wish?"

Lin Jianshen ate another fries that she fed him, thinking, "What complicated wishes could a little girl have?"

He nodded: "But you have to get into a prestigious university."

Xia Tingwan raised her delicate chin, looking very confident: "Don't worry, brother, with my current grades, I'll be fine in no time."

Lin Jianshen smiled and said, "Then why don't you tell me what your wish is in advance?"

"So that I can be prepared."

Girls, you know, they only like a few things.

Beautiful clothes, dresses, high heels, cosmetics, perfumes, jewelry...

He suddenly became a little worried and asked, "It won't be very expensive, will it?"

If Xia Tingwan takes a fancy to some expensive gold, jade, or emerald, he probably won't be able to afford it in his lifetime.

Xia Tingwan smiled gently and looked into his eyes: "Brother, I can't tell you in advance, but you can definitely do it."

The snow had stopped on Lunar New Year's Eve.

The sky was a cold, greyish-white, and there was still a lot of snow on the road.

The city seemed to be slowed down, with pedestrians and vehicles moving at a snail's pace.

All along the way, Party members, cadres, and volunteers wearing red armbands were shoveling snow on the streets, their breath creating puffs of white steam.

Lin Jianshen and Xia Tingwan walked for a while, arrived at the bus stop, boarded the bus, and prepared to go to the cemetery.

The carriage was nearly empty, and the atmosphere was quiet and solemn.

Xia Tingwan, wearing a bunny-shaped hat, sat quietly next to him.

Lin Jianshen quietly looked out the window.

She watched him silently.

As they passed the square, Lin Jianshen heard a low gasp from the seat in front of him.

"Look up at the U9X, quick, take out your phone and take a picture."

The bus window was fogged up. Lin Jianshen wiped the glass with his hand and looked out.

All the other cars were moving slowly, but that cool-looking car seemed completely unafraid of skidding, and even did a drift before stopping on the side of the square.

The person in the front seat said again, "This car is limited to thirty units worldwide, and only Mr. Lu of Qingshan Group owns one in Donghai City."

Looking up, the door of the U9X opened, and a handsome middle-aged man got out of the driver's seat, stretched, and yawned beside the car.

He looked exhausted, as if he had been locked in a dark room for two days.

Lin Jianshen still remembered his face. The man had been fishing by the river and had given him two bottles of Evian.

A lady also got out of the passenger seat; she was dressed elegantly and had an extraordinary air about her.

He looks somewhat like Lu Xizhou, but is noticeably younger.

Lin Jianshen remembered seeing her photo in the company's internal publication.

Cheng Qiuling is Lu Xizhou's younger sister.

It is said that he was adopted by the Cheng family when he was a child, so he does not have the surname Lu.

She took a white scarf from the car and handed it to someone who was shoveling snow.

The snow shovelers looked up, their faces filled with excitement.

Lin Jianshen recognized this man; he was Xu Yan's cousin, Ma Jianfeng.

There haven't been any major cases lately, and their major crimes unit was assigned snow shoveling duties today, which took place in the square at this time.

Colleagues shoveling snow nearby started to jeer.

A group of strong, muscular men shouted in unison, "Give us a hug! Give us a hug!"

The elegantly dressed woman didn't hesitate at all and gave him a hug.

The strong men cheered in unison, clapping so loudly that the sound could be heard even inside the car.

Lin Jianshen felt happy for him, then envious, and then inferior.

Both Cheng Qiuling and Ma Jianfeng were figures he could never reach.

He seemed rather quiet the whole way.

Upon arrival, they first visited the joint burial site of Lin Jianshen's parents.

Father: Lin Chao; Mother: Fu Manli.

These days, even tombstones are divided into different grades.

Their tombstones are the simplest kind, without any complicated patterns or designs, and covered with a thin layer of snow.

Lin Jianshen wiped everything clean, laid out the offerings, and lit three incense sticks.

Xia Tingwan also lit three incense sticks and glanced at Lin Jianshen beside her.

In previous years, she always came alone.

This year, I finally have someone to keep me company.

Gu Qingyin's tomb is also here, only six rows away.

Even in black and white photos, she is beautiful and charming, with a gentle smile.

Unfortunately, she was short-lived and died in her thirties.

Lin Jianshen used to not care about Xia Tingwan, and naturally, he was indifferent to her birth mother as well.

This is my first time here.

He also respectfully offered her three sticks of incense.

Xia Tingwan brushed away the ice crystals on the photo with her fingers, her eyes slightly warm.

She seemed to be silently telling a story, remaining motionless for a long time.

It was a bit cold, and the tip of her nose was red from the cold.

Lin Jianshen quietly moved a little closer to the wind, trying his best to shield her from the cold wind.

Xia Tingwan thought to herself, "Mom, I think I understand what you meant."

"You said not to believe in true love, otherwise you'll die when you find it's all fake."

"But I'm going to take this gamble, and I'll never regret it."

Xia Tingwan glanced at Lin Jianshen discreetly. He was staring at the snow on the treetops next to the cemetery, lost in thought.

The lines of his profile appear very strong.

"He won't let me lose."

After the memorial service, the two embarked on their journey home.

After getting off the bus, it's just a short walk to get back to the alley where they live.

Xia Tingwan took a few steps, then suddenly said, "Brother, I can't walk anymore."

Lin Jianshen turned his head and said, "Really? We haven't gone that far, how come you can't walk anymore?"

"Just hang in there a little longer, it's only a ten-minute walk to home."

"I really can't walk anymore, carry me on your back." Her voice was sweet and coquettish.

Lin Jianshen glanced at the gloves on her hands, which were printed with a Snow White pattern.

Just as delicate as Snow White.

Lin Jianshen clicked his tongue, his face showing an expression that said, "I really can't do anything with you."

He muttered to himself, "What a nuisance. If I didn't have something to do later, I wouldn't bother with you."

He turned around and squatted down slightly.

Xia Tingwan lay on his broad back.

Lin Jianshen got up and carried her forward.

He was very strong, and it seemed effortless for him.

He muttered as he walked, "It's not that heavy. Did you not eat properly?"

Xia Tingwan's perspective broadened somewhat.

Snow-covered roads, eaves, treetops, and signs with flashing lights flashed by.

Xia Tingwan rested her chin on his shoulder, seeing the world from this perspective for the first time.

Now, she no longer needs to envy other children.

It has a broad back.

It belongs exclusively to her.

She suddenly began to sing: "A gentle breeze blows on the southern branch, I still yearn for you in my dreams, I wait for autumn to rise and see the mountain's grandeur, then I'll visit my old friends again..."

"Whispering your name under the lamplight, perhaps I'm too obsessive, a thousand flowers blooming cannot compare to your return..."

The warmth, accompanied by the singing, blew into his ears, one breath at a time.

My heart felt like it was being fluttered by feathers.