I met a yandere rich girl online using fake photos, and she kidnapped me.

"This is me," Lin Ping pointed to the little boy, "I was in first grade then, and he was in fourth grade. He would take me to school every morning and wait for me at the school gate after school to pick me up and take me home."

"Once it rained and he didn't have an umbrella, so he took off his coat and put it on my head, and ran home in the rain. As a result, he developed a fever that night."

Huo Nianci listened without saying a word.

Lin Ping flipped through the photo album, recounting each picture one by one.

Lin An fell during a junior high school sports meet, but he insisted on finishing the last 100 meters.

Lin An was so happy that he posted his report card on his bedside for three months after getting first place in his high school exam.

Lin An earned money from his first job and bought her her first lipstick, even though the color was completely unsuitable and she had never worn it before...

As Huo Nianci listened, she reached out and took the photo album, placed it on her lap, and carefully flipped through it page by page.

Her gaze fell on a family photo. There were four people in the photo: a young woman holding a baby, a tall man standing next to her, and a boy standing in front of the man, grinning.

"Is this your mother?" Huo Nianci asked, pointing to the young woman.

"Yes," Lin Ping nodded, "She passed away when I was in elementary school, she was sick."

Huo Nianci was silent for two seconds, then gently hummed in agreement, closed the photo album, and put it back on the coffee table.

"Sister-in-law," Lin Ping suddenly turned her head to look at her, her eyes bright, "how did you and my brother... get together?"

Huo Nianci turned her head and glanced in the direction of the kitchen.

Lin An is cutting tomatoes.

She thought for a moment and did not say that she was the one who kidnapped Lin An.

She didn't want to make a bad impression on Lin Ping.

She simply said, "Your brother has been pursuing me for a long time."

"Really?" Lin Ping's eyes lit up.

"Yes," Huo Nianci said without changing her expression, "She chats with me every day, buys me breakfast, and waits for me at the school gate when it rains to take me back to my dormitory."

"Even if I ignored him, he wouldn't give up and kept pursuing me for almost two months before I finally agreed to be with him."

Lin Ping listened with great interest, cupping her face in her hands, her cheeks puffed out: "Wow... my brother is so proactive? He's usually so shy at home."

"That's what you saw," Huo Nianci quickly made up a story: "He was shameless when he was pursuing me. He would send me good morning and good night messages every day without fail, and he even wrote me love poems."

"Love poems?" Lin Ping's eyes widened. "My brother can write love poems?"

"It's not very well written, but I'll accept it anyway."

Lin Ping giggled, her eyes crinkling with laughter: "Sister-in-law, you're so funny, I like you so much."

Huo Nianci reached out and ruffled her hair: "I like you too."

Lin An, who was cooking in the kitchen, had no idea that Huo Nianci had already created the persona of a "literary youth who writes love poems".

He was intently pouring egg mixture into the pan, and the golden egg mixture quickly solidified in the oil, making a sizzling sound.

I had scrambled eggs with tomatoes, vegetarian noodles with greens, fried a few sausages, and a small plate of blanched greens.

It was a simple lunch, but he put a lot of thought into it.

When he brought the dishes to the table, Huo Nianci and Lin Ping were already seated at the table.

Lin Ping took the initiative to get the bowls and chopsticks and set them out, while Huo Nianci helped her set out the chairs.

"Alright, let's eat," Lin An said, untying his apron and sitting down next to Huo Nianci.

Lin Ping picked up a piece of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and put it in her mouth, exclaiming excitedly, "Brother, your cooking is getting better and better!"

"That's right," Lin An smiled, "Your brother's hard work outside to support himself during his studies wasn't for nothing."

Huo Nianci also picked up a piece of food and tasted it. She didn't say anything, but silently picked up a second piece.

For some reason, she always unintentionally ate more than usual when eating Lin An's food.

There were three sets of bowls and chopsticks on the dining table. Sunlight streamed in through the window, falling on the old wooden table and around the three people's bowls.

Lin Ping chattered away as she ate, with Huo Nianci occasionally chiming in, while Lin An smiled and served food to his younger sister.

The asparagus fern on the windowsill is growing lush and green, its leaves drooping down and swaying gently in the breeze.

……

After finishing his meal, Lin An washed the dishes in the kitchen.

Huo Nianci and Lin Ping were chatting in the living room, with Lin Ping's laughter occasionally drifting over.

Lin An put the last bowl into the drainer, wiped his hands, and came out.

Lin Ping was holding the small silver chain that Huo Nianci had bought for her, the four-leaf clover pendant sparkling in her palm.

"Brother," Lin Ping looked up at him, "Are you leaving?"

"Okay," Lin An walked over and patted her head. "I have class this afternoon. If you miss your brother, I'll come back tonight."

"No need, no need," Lin Ping quickly waved her hand, "I'm fine, you go about your business, and your sister-in-law will go about her business too."

"I'm quite happy being home alone. I watch TV, read books, and have lots of things to do."

She spoke lightly, but Lin An could see her reluctance.

It's always been like this since we were little. Every time he's about to leave, she says, "It's okay, it's okay, you go ahead."

But every time he turned around before closing the door, he could see her standing at the door, peering at him through the doorframe.

Lin An ruffled her hair again: "Then be a good girl, eat on time, and take your medicine on time."

"When Dad gets back, have him call me. I want to talk to him."

"Okay," Lin Ping nodded obediently.

Huo Nianci, who was watching from the side, waited until Lin An finished speaking with Lin Ping, then suddenly asked, "Pingping, why don't you go home with your sister-in-law for a few days?"

Lin An was stunned for a moment, and Lin Ping was also stunned.

"My sister-in-law's house is very big, with many rooms," Huo Nianci said. "There's also an auntie who cooks, so you can have whatever you want to eat made."

"Your health isn't good, and there's no one to take care of you at home. It would be more convenient for you to stay at your sister-in-law's."

Lin Ping blinked, then looked at Lin An, but didn't say anything.

Lin An knew Huo Nianci meant well, but he understood his sister even better.

"Nianci," Lin An tugged at Huo Nianci's sleeve, "come here."

Huo Nianci and Lin An walked to the kitchen door. Lin An lowered his voice and said, "Pingping is particularly slow to adapt to new environments. She's always been like that since she was little."

"She can have insomnia for several nights just by changing the bed. Besides, she's going back to school in a couple of days, and it's too far to go to your place, so it's inconvenient."

"Besides, she lives in the school dormitory and is used to it. Moving around would just be a hassle for her."

After listening, Huo Nianci nodded: "Then we won't move."

Lin An was surprised by her decisiveness, but nodded in agreement.

So the two said goodbye to Lin Ping.

Lin Ping stood at the door, wearing the pale yellow dress and the white sneakers Huo Nianci had bought for her, and waved to them: "Brother, sister-in-law, drive carefully."

"Go inside, don't stand outside," Lin An said.

"Okay," Lin Ping replied, but Lin An only heard the soft sound of a door closing behind them after the two of them went down the stairs and turned the corner of the corridor.

As they went downstairs, Huo Nianci walked beside him and suddenly said, "Your sister is much more sensible than you."

Lin An smiled and said, "That's right, she's always been like this since she was little, never causing anyone any trouble."

"She's also more sensible than me," Huo Nianci added.

Lin An glanced at her sideways. Huo Nianci's expression was normal, and her tone was indifferent.

But Lin An suddenly realized that there might be a slight other meaning in what she just said.