My sister, whom I raised, has turned evil after faking her death for three years.

Su Qing looked down at her.

The little one's bangs were blown into a puffy mess by the wind, and her cheeks were flushed pink from the heat. She gripped her sleeve tightly, neither letting go nor tightening her grip.

She probably would never have dared to make such a request when she was with her adoptive parents.

Being able to sleep in bed is already a luxury, how dare I ask someone else to accompany me?

Even after arriving here, she still asked cautiously.

Su Qing rolled up the hair dryer cord and put it in the drawer, saying, "Move it a little further in."

Jiang Ran immediately rolled half a circle to the other side of the bed with the rabbit in her arms, making a large space, and neatly lifted the blanket.

When Su Qing lay down, the mattress sank slightly, and Jiang Ran rolled back, but not too close, keeping a distance of about a fist.

Her little hand secretly reached out and touched Su Qing's sleeve, then she closed her eyes contentedly.

The room was quiet for a while, with only the occasional chirping of insects coming from outside the window.

Su Qing turned her head to look at the little one's tightly closed eyes and slightly trembling eyelashes, knowing that she was not asleep yet.

"Xiao Ran".

Jiang Ran immediately opened her eyes.

"Do you want to go to school? To make more good friends, like Xiaoyu."

Su Qing's voice sounded softer than usual in the darkness, "You can learn a lot at school, more than your sister can teach you."

Jiang Ran did not answer immediately.

She buried her face deeper into the blanket, her nose brushing against the edge of the blanket.

She would rather stay by her sister's side than go to school.

I don't need to know so many friends or learn so many things; having an older sister is enough.

I can see my sister every morning when I wake up, and I can hear her voice every night before I go to bed. We hold hands and go for a walk in the park, and sit on the sofa together to watch cartoons.

But she also remembered what her sister had said: You must grow up well and become even more powerful.

  

She didn't know if she could become stronger, but if becoming stronger would allow her to protect her sister, then she wanted to give it a try.

From now on, she will protect her sister just as her sister protected her.

Jiang Ran nodded from under the covers: "I want to."

The system remained silent in Su Qing's mind, detecting subtle abnormalities in the frequency of Jiang Ran's vocal cord vibration and fluctuations in her brainwave data when she answered, which deviated significantly from the data pattern when she previously said "think".

However, after a brief analysis, it did not broadcast this data to Su Qing.

Some data doesn't need to be interpreted; some silence is more valuable than analysis.

Su Qing reached out and gently patted her back, then began to hum that song.

The tune was still "The Little Insects Fly," the voice low and flowing slowly in the darkness.

Jiang Ran's breathing gradually calmed down, and her eyelashes stopped trembling.

Su Qing herself didn't know when she fell asleep.

Her hand was still on Jiang Ran's back, and her breathing became even and long.

The nightlight cast a soft glow.

Jiang Ran opened her eyes.

She quietly raised her head and looked at Su Qing's face in the soft light.

My sister was sleeping soundly, her brows were not furrowed, and the corners of her mouth did not have their usual faint smile. She was quiet and her breathing was so light that it was almost inaudible.

She was surrounded by her sister's fresh and pleasant fragrance.

She was enveloped by this aura, which surged in from all directions, completely enveloping her, as if the whole world had shrunk to this bed.

Jiang Ran's heart pounded, and she hesitated for a long time, about ten seconds.

Then she held her breath and leaned forward very lightly, her lips touching Su Qing's cheek, as lightly as a petal falling on the water, so light that there wasn't even a ripple.

Goodnight, sister.

She whispered those words, then quickly buried her face in Su Qing's shoulder, nestled against her, and closed her eyes.

This time, she really fell asleep.

The system ran quietly, monitoring two physiological data points: slight electrical signal fluctuations when the host's facial skin was touched, and the first complete deep sleep cycle that occurred after the target fell asleep.

It archived these two data entries without issuing any notification sound.

Some things are not included in its evaluation system.

For example, a stolen kiss, or a whispered goodnight.

These do not need to be broadcast.

The morning light peeked through the gaps in the curtains, and when Jiang Ran woke up, the seat next to her was already empty.

She rubbed her eyes and reached out to touch the sheet. It was warm, still carrying a trace of her sister's body heat.

She buried her face in the pillow and took a deep breath; the faint scent of her sister was still there.

Then she patted her face, rolled out of bed, and walked to the wardrobe in her bunny ear slippers. She picked out a light blue T-shirt and dark shorts to change into, combed her hair with her fingers in front of the mirror, and looked closely at her face in the mirror.

It seems like I've gained a little weight.

She pursed her lips, a slight upturn at the corners of her mouth, and pushed open the bedroom door before walking out.

The aroma of fried eggs wafted through the living room.

Su Qing was carrying a plate out of the kitchen, holding a spatula in her other hand. She was still wearing her apron, and her hair was casually tied in a ponytail with a few stray hairs hanging down beside her ears.

She looked up and saw Jiang Ran standing at the bedroom door. She paused for a moment, then placed the plate on the dining table, wiped her hands on her apron, and spoke with a hint of embarrassment and apology.

"Was I too loud? Did I wake you up?"

Jiang Ran shook her head, then shook it again, as if she felt that just shaking her head wasn't enough, and added, "It wasn't my sister who woke me up, I woke up on my own."

She paused, then added, "My sister gets up so early."

Seeing that Jiang Ran's expression was serious and not just being polite, Su Qing felt relieved. She put the spatula back in the kitchen and, when she came back, casually ruffled Jiang Ran's messy hair.

"Go wash your face and brush your teeth first. I've hung up your towel for you, and I've squeezed strawberry-flavored toothpaste onto your toothbrush. Come and have breakfast after you're done."

Jiang Ran nodded and turned to walk towards the bathroom.

After taking a couple of steps, I looked back at the table. On the plate was a sandwich, cut into two triangles. The bread slices were toasted until slightly browned, with a few golden-brown chars on the edges. It contained a fried egg, bacon, and lettuce, and there was a glass of strawberry milk next to it.

It was exactly the same as what she saw on TV.

She went into the bathroom, stood on a small stool, picked up her toothbrush, and looked at herself in the mirror.

Sometimes she herself couldn't believe that she could have all of this.

Beautiful clothes, a warm room, and delicious food.

Before, she thought that being able to eat her fill was already very good, but after spending time with her sister, she found that she seemed to be a little... what was that word again?

Jiang Ran thought about the elementary school textbooks she had seen before, oh right.

Insatiable greed.

She already had so much, but she was still not satisfied. She wanted her sister to be good to only her, and she wanted her sister to always be by her side...