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

Lin Jianshen moved his fingertips to the other side of her cheek, closer to her ear, and gently pressed: "What about here?"

"Hiss...it seems to hurt a little here too." Xia Tingwan inhaled slightly, her brows furrowing.

Her peach blossom eyes gazed at him with a watery look, carrying just the right amount of pitifulness.

"Brother, you must have gotten sunburned, it's burning hot."

Lin Jianshen sighed and said, "Sigh, you silly girl, didn't I give you pocket money?"

"Buy some expensive sunscreen and apply it; the more expensive ones should have a higher sun protection level."

"Huh?" Xia Tingwan blinked, looking at him in surprise.

"Bro, you even know about sun protection levels?"

She remembered that not long ago, he still thought "Three Squirrels" were real squirrels. Now he actually knows these things.

"Don't look down on me," Lin Jianshen said, displeased. "Wait, you've steered the conversation off-topic."

"I'm saying we have enough money at home, why do you insist on going out to earn that hard-earned money?"

Xia Tingwan said, "Brother, I want you to know that I'm not a child anymore."

"I can earn money too, how about we earn it together in the future?"

"Don't put so much pressure on yourself. I want you to be happier."

Lin Jianshen thought for a moment and said, "University time is very precious, I still suggest you focus on experiencing university life."

"Don't enter the workforce too early, it will be very tiring."

He thought, "Perhaps this is the last period of carefree time you will have."

Soon, you'll be busy making a living.

"But singing and dancing aren't a burden for me; they're things I enjoy."

Xia Tingwan tilted her head, put her hands behind her back, and drew circles on the ground with her toes. "Doing what I love and making money at the same time, I don't feel tired."

"Suit yourself, but be careful to protect yourself from the sun," Lin Jianshen said. "If you get sunburned again next time, I won't allow you to go."

"Okay!" Xia Tingwan nodded, a smile spreading across her face.

That concludes this topic.

The air suddenly became quiet.

His hand was still pressed against her face.

Xia Tingwan's face began to turn increasingly red.

That's strange. He was being very careful. Could he have gotten such a bad sunburn?

And it seems to be getting hotter and hotter.

The heat penetrated through the calluses on his palms, through his skin, and burned all the way to his nerves.

Lin Jianshen wanted to withdraw his hand.

In the instant her fingertips twitched slightly, Xia Tingwan suddenly raised her hand and grasped his wrist.

Her hands were small, with slender fingers, yet she used great strength.

With a stubbornness, she pressed his palm back onto her burning cheek.

The girl looked up, and his figure was clearly reflected in her peach blossom eyes, which she inherited from her mother.

Deep within her eyes, besides the usual dependence, something even more intense and burning surged.

Lin Jianshen felt his cheeks begin to heat up uncontrollably.

My heart was pounding, and the sound of my blood rushing through my ears was deafening.

A gentle breeze blows, causing the old light bulb hanging in the bedroom to sway softly, and the light and shadow in the room to flicker and dapple.

In this wall full of the rich fragrance of "Miyuki Princess" in full bloom, under the warm yellow glow of the sunlight, on this hot midsummer night.

It's hard to tell whose face is redder or whose face is hotter.

Xia Tingwan slowly narrowed her eyes, concealing the dangerous glint of determination in them.

Clips from TikTok flashed through her mind.

"If the enemy can go, so can I!"

"From today onwards, the roles of offense and defense have reversed!"

Yes, she is an adult and has been admitted to university.

From now on, it's her turn.

"Brother Ashen, you can't escape."

She gently rubbed her face against his palm, feeling the breadth and warmth of his hand.

These hands are the hands of a laborer; they are not delicate, but rather quite rough.

My palms are covered in calluses.

Unlike the calluses on his fists, each callus here is proof of his hard work for this family.

It is proof that he raised her with great care.

It's proof that he stood up for her and protected her.

Brother, I promise you a good life from now on.

So don't leave me.

Never.

She closed her eyes and gently rubbed her face against the callus again, carefully feeling the shape and protrusion of each callus with her delicate skin.

Then, carefully sketch it in your mind.

These hands are hers.

Every callus on his hands is a collectible for her.

It is her priceless treasure.

No one is allowed to touch it.

"No one but me will do," Xia Tingwan told herself.

Lin Jianshen finally withdrew his hand.

Xia Tingwan did not catch it again.

Take it slow, don't scare him.

A good hunter needs plenty of patience.

Lin Jianshen stared blankly down at his hands.

The heat just now traveled from my palms straight to my heart.

Then he naturally underwent some changes.

This is dangerous. This is his sister. He shouldn't do this.

Xia Tingwan walked lightly to the flower wall as if nothing had happened, admiring it with great interest.

These flowers are indeed very beautiful.

Elegant, with a touch of ethereal beauty.

She reached out, her fingertips brushing against a blooming "Princess Miyuki" flower, then pulled it out and casually pinned it to her dark hair.

"Brother," she turned and smiled, more beautiful than any flower, "do you remember? You once promised me..."

"What did I promise you?" Lin Jianshen's voice was a little hoarse.

Xia Tingwan looked at him: "You promised me that if I got into a good university, you would grant me one wish."

Lin Jianshen nodded: "Yes, but we can't make unreasonable requests."

"I am your brother."

This sentence cut off Xia Tingwan's original words.

"Damn it." Xia Tingwan pursed her lips, imagining a little person rushing up to tear apart Lin Jianshen's completely idiotic mouth.

How come a mouth that's supposed to be 36 degrees always utters such cold words?

"Tell me, what is your wish?" Lin Jianshen asked.

Xia Tingwan's eyes darted around, and she quickly adjusted her strategy.

"My wish is... for you to spend the whole day with me, for us to go shopping and have a great time, just the two of us."

"That's it?" Lin Jianshen was somewhat surprised.

"That's it." Xia Tingwan nodded, her eyes filled with anticipation. "Let's go tomorrow, okay?"

"Tomorrow won't work," Lin Jianshen shook his head.

"Brother, are you going to back out?" Xia Tingwan frowned.

"I have something to do tomorrow," Lin Jianshen said.

Xia Tingwan pressed, "What do you want?"

She was afraid he was just making an excuse.

Lin Jianshen said, "I had a colleague who insisted on treating me to dinner."

Xia Tingwan said, "Then I want to go with you."

Lin Jianshen felt a headache coming on: "There are only men over there, it's not appropriate for me to take you there."

Xia Tingwan retorted, "But I'm your sister. He invited you to dinner, so what's wrong with me joining him?"

"I'm going to keep an eye on you and see if you're secretly drinking. Drinking is bad for your health."

She longed to know everything about him; she wanted to see what kind of people his colleagues were.

Lin Jianshen said, "I don't drink, and you're not allowed to go either. Just stay home and rest for a day."

"I come home exhausted every night, like a dog."

"Oh, no, Laifu isn't as tired as you are."

Xia Tingwan put on a pitiful look: "Brother, you're sure to eat lots of delicious food tomorrow."

"Maybe there will be roast chicken, spare ribs, roast duck, pig's trotters, beef, braised pork..."

She rattled off a long list of dishes, then said pitifully, "I'm so tired, I might only have the energy to cook noodles tomorrow..."

She shook his arm, her voice soft and sweet: "Please take me... I want to eat something good and nourish myself, okay, brother..."

The last word was uttered with such power and emotion, resonating deeply.

This tactic seems to have worked every time on Lin Jianshen.

Sure enough, seeing her pitiful appearance, even though he knew she was faking it, his heart still softened.

Lin Jianshen sighed helplessly, "Alright, alright. Then go to bed early tonight, and I'll wake you up before you leave tomorrow."

"Yay! Brother is the best!" Xia Tingwan immediately let go, her smile radiant.

Lin Jianshen returned to his room.

The door closed gently.

Xia Tingwan leaned against the door, listening to the slight noises coming from next door. She clenched her right fist and waved it vigorously twice, mouthing silently, "Yay!"

She thought to herself, "Playing the victim is a trick that works all the time."

"You're amazing, Xia Tingwan!"

"Don't rush, take it step by step, step by step..."

At this moment, Lin Jianshen and Xia Tingwan were separated by only one wall.

He leaned against the other side of the door, looking at his hands.

The restlessness in my chest had not yet completely subsided.

"A person cannot, or at least should not..."

"Never mind, she's still young and can't distinguish between dependence and love yet."

"Once she goes to university, sees a wider world, and meets more outstanding people... she will naturally understand."

The rented room returned to tranquility.

Only the wall covered with "Princess Miyuki" continued to bloom quietly, silently witnessing this night.

Restlessness, silence.

Silent, yet joyful.