She debuted after having a child with a celestial being.

Chapter 43 Sister Sissi hugs one

On an afternoon in April, a Porsche Cayenne was parked at the entrance of the VIP passage of Terminal 3 at Beijing Capital International Airport.

Xiao He leaned back in the driver's seat, tapping his thumbs rhythmically on the steering wheel.

It's been four months since we last met.

The last time they met was when she threw snow in his face on the snowfield. Just now, when I saw that figure in a loose white sweater pushing a suitcase out through the glass door, I could almost smell the citrus scent through the car window again.

Liu Yifei pushed open the car door and got in, her sunglasses still on and her seatbelt still fastened.

Xiao He pulled her into his arms.

It wasn't that polite, restrained hug we had when we said goodbye at the airport.

It's even harder.

One arm went around her shoulder, and the other hand rested on her back, pulling her forward half a step.

The sweat and sleepless nights of four months of closed training at the factory, every roar on stage, and the muffled thud in the corridor when I was voted out of my original team—all of it was crammed into this hug.

"Sister Sisi, in the days you're not here, I only do two things every day. First, I try my best to become famous. Second, I miss you."

Liu Yifei was embraced tightly by him, and she was stunned as if she had been electrocuted.

The moment my cheek touched his shoulder, I smelled exactly the same scent as when I sprayed medicine on him four months ago in Nuanquan Ancient Town.

At this moment, Liu Yifei had to admit that she was actually looking forward to this hug and really enjoyed it.

Oh my god. Could it be that she's actually fallen for this younger brother?

Liu Yifei suppressed the thought and pushed his shoulder away: "Come on, you're so young and already so slick?"

"Sister, I'm telling the truth."

"Truth my ass." She took off her sunglasses and threw them into the car door slot, then turned to look at him. "You weren't like this on the show. I listened to your 'Qilin'."

Xiao He started the car, and the Cayenne drove out of the VIP lane.

In mid-April in Beijing, sycamore fluff drifted in through the half-open car window.

"Sis, why are you listening to my songs?"

"Nonsense. You're my brother, who else should I listen to? Wait, tell me first, what's with that suona? When did you start writing this kind of…" She gestured in the air, unable to find the right words, "...this kind of exciting and explosive stuff?"

"Always."

"Why didn't you say so sooner?"

"You've never asked before."

Liu Yifei was speechless.

This kid's been talking for four months, and he's become much more eloquent than before.

She pulled out her phone, the screen displaying the KuGou New Song Chart's real-time ranking: "Do you know where your song is ranked right now?"

Xiao He glanced at it and saw that "Wild Wolf Disco" was indeed displayed near the number 100 on the list.

"Wild Wolf Disco, 74." She swiped her finger upwards, "Qilin, 46."

Her voice trailed off with a hint of disbelief, as if she herself was still a little overwhelmed after reciting the string of numbers.

"Now you know your brother isn't just handsome, right?"

"Your skin is so thick it could be used to build the Great Wall."

Liu Yifei turned her face away, but the corners of her mouth were turned up.

Having such a younger brother is something to be proud of, but why do I also need a little bit of sweetness?

Unbeknownst to her, something else was churning within Xiao He at that moment.

As a trainee making her first appearance on a variety show, still limited to the stage, it's quite impressive that two of her new songs have both made it into the top 100. This would be considered remarkable for any newcomer.

"Wild Wolf Disco" is the lingering effect of the "Dragon Dance" craze, but "Qilin" is different.

"Qilin" has entered the top 50, which means that the song has become a mainstream hit.

It's not just because of the dancing, trending topics, or the label of "Mainland Aaron Kwok," but because someone clicked on this song and played it repeatedly simply because it's catchy.

I listen to many songs on repeat, and even more by searching for them.

"You're such a great songwriter, could you write one for me?"

Xiao He turned to look at her: "Sis, stop messing around. Aren't you an actress?"

"I've released an album too, you know!" Liu Yifei slapped her phone on her lap, her voice suddenly rising half a tone.

"Liu Yifei, self-titled album! Released in 2006! Sold 35 copies in just one month! 'Letting Beauty Fly,' 'Heartbeat,' 'Puff Girl,' do you think I've never sung before?"

"Okay, okay, you've sung it before. Sis, do you really want me to write it for you?"

"Otherwise what? You think I was just browsing your new song rankings in the car for fun? Of course I was checking to see if your song was any good. If it gets criticized after I write it, it'll ruin my reputation."

Xiao He was silent for a moment, then realized she wasn't joking.

She was serious.

A woman who released a solo album in 2006 and won the Most Popular Female Singer Award at the Global Chinese Music Awards upon her debut asked him for a song.

This isn't just polite talk, nor is it the kind of encouragement like "Little brother, you're so amazing."

It's true, I want it.

He thought about it and realized that it wasn't entirely impossible.

Since Sister Sisi wants it, of course I can't refuse.

Anyway, the two of them have been quite popular online these past few days. Her Weibo post saying "What's there to be afraid of?" is still trending, and the whole internet is speculating about their relationship.

Instead of letting marketing accounts speculate wildly, we should start a fire ourselves.

Singing a duet between a man and a woman, leveraging the current trend to generate buzz, is cheaper than spending money on promotion.

"Okay. Then I'll write a duet between a man and a woman."

"A male-female duet?"

"Yes. You're popular right now, and so am I. Instead of letting marketing accounts ask you every day about your relationship with someone, why don't we just sing a song and let netizens guess, 'Are these lyrics true?' The more they guess, the longer the buzz will last."

Liu Yifei leaned back in the passenger seat and thought seriously for two seconds.

"That makes sense. I'm currently going through a rough patch, so I'll use your song to generate buzz. If it can even become a hit single, that would be fantastic. So, how long will it take you to finish writing it?"

"Writing songs requires inspiration." Xiao He gripped the steering wheel, a mischievous idea forming in his mind. "If you hug me, I'll probably finish it in three days. If you kiss me, I'll probably finish it in a day."

"snort……"

After a cold snort, Liu Yifei's fingers had already pinched, accurately landing on the softest part of the flesh between the biceps and triceps.

"What's going on? You really don't take your sister seriously anymore? Why are you joking around so recklessly?"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch—Sis—I'm driving—"

"You dare say such things while driving? You've been at the Beijing Film Academy for years, and all you've learned is how to be glib, haven't you?"

"No oil—I'm serious—give me a hug and I'll write faster—if you don't believe me, give me a hug and see."

"Shut up. If you can't write it, you're going to get completely destroyed by your older sister."

She let go and leaned back in her seat.

The sycamore catkins outside the car window receded into the distance in the rearview mirror. She turned her head to look at him, and said with a soft laugh, "You little rascal, you're never honest."

The car was quiet for a moment.

Then she took out her phone from her bag, didn't mention writing songs again, but just refreshed the KuGou New Song Chart page again.

The ranking of "Qilin" remains unchanged at 46.

"Xiao Yao, look at how fast I read it! I've been memorizing these words for a long time."

"Okay, sis, you come here."

I will carry my flag and my medals.

Bring my brothers

Posing on the mountaintop

I have more than you have seen or heard.

All those fancy things

Even when combined, it still has to be topped.

I want to take this world...