Transmigrated into the cannon fodder younger sister of the uke in a BL novel

Gu Qin's footsteps disappeared at the end of the stairs, while Lin Zhiyan remained standing by the window.

Outside the window is a neatly manicured garden, where the setting sun casts a golden-green glow on the lawn.

He recalled what Mr. An had told him after hypnotizing Wen Qing.

Mr. An was the psychologist he had been seeing for many years, and one of the few people who knew that there was another person living inside him.

He was standing by the desk, looking at the girl on the sofa who had fallen into a deep hypnotic state. Mr. An put away his tools and spoke to him in that professional, calm tone.

"Young Master Lin, you can rest assured that this young lady did not discover your secret. She thought that what she saw in the lounge that day was just your 'true face'. You weren't wearing glasses and your demeanor and tone were different from before. She thought that person was just your unmasked self."

Lin Zhiyan breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, but at the same time, she felt a mix of emotions.

Both the brother and sister saw that person, but neither of them thought much of it.

He didn't know whether to feel fortunate or ironic.

Fortunately, the two of them were oblivious, and even when they were mocking how different he was from that other person, neither of them noticed anything amiss.

Wen Fan was alright, but he felt genuinely uncomfortable knowing that in Wen Qing's eyes, that person was his true self.

Lin Zhiyan suppressed the chaotic thoughts in her mind, gently shook her head at the window, and stopped thinking about it.

In any case, the secret was kept, and he no longer needed to think about how to deal with the brother and sister.

This is the best outcome for everyone.

……

Three days later, after his business trip ended, Wen Fan stood at his door, raising his hand and hovering it over the door, but he hesitated to knock.

It's been three days...

He spent three days in another city calming himself down, repeatedly telling himself that those inexplicable impulses were just mental stress caused by not getting enough rest.

But he wasn't sure if he had really calmed down enough, and he wasn't sure if the thoughts he had finally managed to suppress would resurface like weeds growing wildly from the cracks in the rocks the moment he opened the door and saw his sister.

Just as he hesitated, the door suddenly opened.

Zhenzhen was carrying a bag of trash and was about to leave when she almost bumped into him, startling her so much that she jumped back half a step.

Then she recognized who it was, her eyes lit up instantly, and she shouted in a voice loud enough to be heard throughout the entire floor: "Brother Wen! You're back!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a series of hurried footsteps echoed through the living room.

Wenqing ran out of the room, wearing only one slipper; the other was nowhere to be seen.

She rushed to the door and saw Wen Fan. Her eyes lit up, and she instinctively opened her arms to pounce on him.

But when she ran up to him, she suddenly stopped, her arm hanging in mid-air, and her slightly forward-leaning body abruptly pulled back, as if she had remembered something.

Wen Fan watched as she abruptly stopped, and felt as if something had gently bumped into his chest.

Wen Qing didn't notice the change in his expression; she was busy looking him up and down.

His clothes were a bit dusty, clearly worn for a few days; the collar of his shirt was wrinkled, and the newly grown bluish stubble on his chin was unkempt, with faint dark circles under his eyes.

Although he seemed to be in good condition, there was still an uncontrollable fatigue in his eyes.

"Brother, have you been very tired these past three days? You've grown a beard, and it looks like you haven't changed your clothes."

Wen Fan subconsciously touched his chin, his fingertips touching a rough, scratchy surface, and then he remembered that he had hardly looked in a mirror in the past three days.

His younger sister pointed out his unkempt appearance to his face, which made him a little embarrassed, and the tips of his ears turned slightly red.

He turned his head slightly and said, "Sorry, I was in a rush to get back, so I forgot to tidy up."

Zhenzhen had been watching the brother and sister for a long time while carrying a trash bag, and couldn't help but chime in.

"Alright, alright, stop talking at the door. You two siblings haven't seen each other for days, come inside and catch up. I'm going to take out the trash. Wen-ge, why aren't you using an umbrella? Look, your sleeves are all wet. Go inside and change into some dry clothes, or you'll catch a cold."

After saying that, she grabbed the trash bag and rushed downstairs.

Only the brother and sister remained in the house.

Wen Fan walked into the living room and looked at her younger sister standing in front of her. Suddenly, she realized that she seemed to have returned to normal.

In the past, when he was near his sister, his heart would race, his breathing would become labored, and thoughts would pop into his head that made him want to lock himself in a cellar for three days and three nights to calm down.

But now, standing here, looking up at his sister's face, all that welled up in his heart was a tender and reassuring affection.

That uncontrollable, distorted, and terrifying desire seemed to dissipate with the calm of these three days.

Realizing this, his shoulders finally relaxed.

Seeing him gradually relax, as if he had let go of some burden, Wenqing couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Wen Fan said, looking at her face. Having not seen her for several days, the longing in his heart surged like a floodgate opening. His voice softened unconsciously. "What have you and Zhenzhen been doing at home these past three days?"

Wen Qing immediately grinned and began to speak.

She said that Zhenzhen made sweet and sour pork ribs, which were delicious, but she put too much salt in them; she said that Zhenzhen taught her to play UNO, and she won several rounds; she said that Zhenzhen snores at night, but listening to it makes her feel quite at ease, like white noise.

She spoke in great detail, but deliberately omitted the part about being "invited" to the Lin family villa.

Wen Fan listened and then laughed. His smile was gentle and clean, carrying his usual reassuring warmth.

"It seems you get along very well with Zhenzhen."

Wen Qing smiled and nodded.

"Sister Zhenzhen is very good to me. She also said that I'm more lively and talkative than when we last met. I said I've always been like this, but she said no, that I used to hide behind you and not say much when I went to see my brother."

Looking into her bright eyes, Wen Fan felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

She has indeed changed... she is no longer the timid little girl who only dared to hide behind him and timidly observe the world.

She made new friends, started her own life, and became more and more cheerful and confident.

This was what he had always hoped to see, although at the same time there was also a little bit of inexplicable, bittersweet disappointment.

It seems that her unique place in her life is being shared by more and more people.

But he quickly suppressed his bitterness.

That's good, that's normal.

Those dirty thoughts from before were the abnormal ones.

He developed those unspeakable feelings for his younger sister, with whom he grew up, so he was in the wrong.

He didn't understand why he acted that way, but he was glad he was back to normal now.

……

The temperature has suddenly dropped these past few days.

Wen Fan coughed several times when he left home in the morning. Wen Qing, who was changing her shoes, immediately looked up, her brows furrowing: "Brother, do you have a cold?"

"It's nothing," Wen Fan cleared his throat, his voice was indeed a little hoarse, "I probably choked on the water just now."

After seeing that he stopped coughing, Wenqing observed him for a while and then felt relieved.

Wen Fan left for work, but it suddenly started raining on her way.

He didn't bring an umbrella, and the bus stop was quite a distance from the bar, so he could only hunch his shoulders and walk quickly forward.

The rain soaked his hair and coat, and a chill crept up his back from his collar.

Fortunately, the journey wasn't too long.

When he arrived at the bar's changing room, he promptly changed out of his wet jacket and dried his hair with a towel. However, after changing into his work clothes, he gradually felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't think much of it.

It's probably because he got caught in the rain and got chilled. At most, it's just a minor cold. He's in good health, and if he can tough it out for a few days like before, the cold should be gone.

But when it was time to leave work, he started to feel something was wrong.

He felt a little dizzy and his face was burning. He raised his hand to touch his forehead—the temperature coming from his palm was a little abnormal, like that of a freshly boiled egg.

"Wen Fan, why is your face so red?" A colleague passing by stopped and looked at him with concern. "Do you have a fever?"

"It's nothing, you might just have a bit of a cold. You can just buy some medicine and you'll be fine."

Wen Fan smiled and said.

After leaving the bar, he looked at the nearby pharmacies and chose the closest one.

But before we even got to the pharmacy, it started raining again.

This rain was even heavier and more intense than the one in the morning. Large raindrops pounded on the ground, splashing up a cloud of white mist, and he was soaked to the bone again.

With no other option, he had to run to the pharmacy while getting soaked in the rain.

After finally buying the medicine, the rain outside still hadn't stopped.

Wen Fan stood under the pharmacy's awning, but felt even more dizzy, as if someone had stuffed a wad of water-soaked cotton into his head.

This is clearly not a suitable situation for getting wet in the rain.

So he leaned against the cold wall, closed his eyes and waited for the rain to subside before leaving, but after more than ten minutes, the rain not only did not lessen, but instead became heavier.

The body is also sending out warning signals.

He realized he had to hurry back, or he might faint outside.

So he took out his phone to call a car. He swiped his finger across the screen twice, but the double image made it take him a while to see the words clearly.

He looked down at his phone and took a step forward, when his shoulder suddenly bumped into someone.

He looked up and vaguely saw a face.

The man's peach blossom eyes appeared exceptionally deep in the dim rainy night. His hair, wet with rain, clung to his brow bone, making him look less dashing and more unusually calm.

It's that Dr. Fu!

Wen Fan recognized the person, but at that moment the string that was holding her together suddenly snapped.

Without any warning.

He didn't know why, even though he felt he could still hold on.

Meanwhile, Wen Qing was waiting for Wen Fan to return home. The clock on the wall showed that it was already seven o'clock.

The rain outside the window grew heavier, and the raindrops pounded against the windowpane with a loud pattering sound, as if someone were hitting the window with pebbles.

My brother should be back by now, but there's no sign of him at all.

She couldn't help but call her brother twice, but neither of them answered.

Just as she was wondering whether to try playing again, the barrage of comments suddenly flooded her view.

Wow, this is exciting right from the start??? Fu Anhe brought Wen Fan home???

Wen Fan got caught in the rain and developed a high fever. She almost fainted in front of the pharmacy when she bumped into Fu Anhe! What a fateful encounter!

Without saying a word, Fu Anhe helped Wen Fan into the car and took her home. My god, what an amazing seme!

[We Fu Wen fans are celebrating today! This plot has fulfilled a dream of mine!]

[His feverish, delirious state was so pitiful; his face was flushed red, and he couldn't open his eyes.]

[It's so sweet, but the bottom is so pitiful. He's burning up with fever, and his lips are all white. It breaks my heart.]

So this is a new plot point? This scene isn't in the original novel; Wen Fan didn't get a fever in the rain and be found by Fu Anhe.

[This should be compensation. The Lin Wen and Gu Wen storylines were both ruined before, so now they're adding fuel to the fire for the Fu Wen storyline.]

Unfortunately, it wasn't a romantic getaway for just the two of them; there was a child there too.

After scrolling through the comments, Wen Qing's expression changed.

"System, is the original plot kicking in?"

"Yes, a new bond event has been detected. This event is a replacement plot not found in the original work, and its purpose is the same as before—to establish emotional bonds between Wen Fan and the several male leads."

Wen Qing's gaze sharpened upon hearing this, and she then took out her phone and dialed her brother's number again. The dial tone rang again and again, but no one answered in the end.

I don't know if I didn't hear the phone ring, or if Fu Anhe took the phone.

Either way, it made her extremely anxious.

No, she has to go find her brother.

But the problem is that she doesn't know where Fu Anhe's home is.

However, the system then said it could help with location.

"I'm going to find my brother," she said, grabbing her coat and heading for the door. "No matter what, I really can't leave my sick brother alone in a stranger's house."

The moment she opened the door, the cold wind blowing in from the hallway made her shiver involuntarily.

The rain outside was unusually heavy, as if someone on the roof was pouring water down from a basin.

She opened her umbrella and rushed into the rain. The rain was so heavy that the umbrella was being pounded down, and her trouser legs were already soaked after just a few steps.

She stood by the roadside and opened a ride-hailing app. There were very few cars nearby. After waiting for a long time, she finally got matched with one, but the driver called to say that the rain was too heavy and he couldn't come over, so she had to cancel the order.

She gritted her teeth and placed new orders, again and again, but either no one answered, or the order was answered and then canceled.

We can't wait any longer.

She rushed into the street, stood on the edge of the roadway, and frantically waved at a car approaching from a distance.

The car sped past her, splashing water all over her body without slowing down at all.

Wenqing tried several more times, but the result was still the same.

Not a single car stopped.

Seeing this, she couldn't help but feel irritated.

Why did things have to go wrong at this particular time? Could it be...?

"System, is the plot preventing me from going to find my brother?"

A warm question.

The system remained silent for a moment, its electronic voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of helplessness.

"That should be the case... The narrative pressure is quite high right now. Most viewers are looking forward to the storyline of Fu An and taking care of Wen Fan. As a character who might interfere with the storyline and an unrelated person, the host should be facing significant obstacles in his actions."

Upon hearing this, Wenqing's gaze suddenly sharpened through the rain.

She looked at the street ahead shrouded in rain, rainwater streaming down her hair. She wiped the water from her face and said in a cold, hard tone.

"They don't want me to go, but I'm going anyway!"

In the distance, the lights of another car came on, piercing the rain as it drove towards us.

Wenqing took a deep breath, threw down her umbrella, and rushed into the traffic lane, spreading her arms to block the car with her body.

The car headlights shone on her, making her appear completely white.

The tires screeched as they rubbed against the flooded road...