My older sister is a villainous rich girl

But before he could say another word, Ge Li turned to him, wrapped his arms around his neck, and whispered in his ear, "So... you'll have to spend your whole life paying for this."

Upon hearing this, he paused slightly, but did not reply.

He simply raised his hand and gently stroked her back through her thin nightgown.

Under his comforting presence, Ge Li nestled quietly in his arms, letting him do as he pleased.

The two remained silent for a long time, but there was no awkward silence; instead, they were enveloped in a gentle warmth.

However, this warmth was ultimately shattered by Ge Li.

"You... went out with Chris today?" she asked.

Wayne paused.

Dangerous!

...How do you know why I do everything?!

For the first time, he began to worry about his future.

However, under the earnest and tender gaze of Goethe, at such close proximity, Wayne could not possibly avoid it.

He admitted, "...Yes."

"What did you go to do?"

"I went to check out the publishing house's location."

This matter is not a secret; even if he doesn't say it now, it will spread after the society is officially founded.

Perhaps sensing that he didn't want to talk about this, Ge Li steered the conversation in another direction.

"Chris, aren't you preparing for your match against me?"

—I tried on a swimsuit, does that count as preparation?

Wayne said carefully, "She is working hard to prepare for the battle."

Ge Li snorted, revealing a hint of disdain.

"As long as the venue is confined to the water, I don't believe she can beat me."

He was speechless.

This condition wasn't even something he helped come up with; he merely hinted that they could work on physical strength.

Suddenly remembering something, Ge Li asked, "Didn't she drag you along to do the mock practice?"

Seeing that Wayne looked guilty and stammered, refusing to give a direct answer, Ge Li instantly understood and gave another cold snort.

The emotion was even stronger than the previous one.

Wayne finally realized that even this position might not be enjoyable.

He was pinned to her chest, his movements completely confined to the chair. He was forced to endure her interrogation, which felt like torture.

So Wayne leaned slightly forward, placed one hand under her knees, and wrapped the other around her shoulders and back, lifting her up in his arms.

Then, he walked to the bedside, gently put the girl in his arms down, and then covered her with his body.

He shut her up completely, silencing her jealous words.

"Well……"

Ge Li punched him angrily, then hugged him back even tighter, responding passionately to his seemingly insatiable plundering.

After a long and tender moment, Ge Li finally pushed him away.

"I want you to play in the water with me too!" she said sullenly.

...But Chris has already booked my weekend daytime schedule.

Wayne smiled wryly, "Honey, let's go swimming another time, okay? There's plenty of time!"

Perhaps moved by the beautiful future he described, "there's plenty of time ahead," Ge Li's expression softened a little.

"Next time I ask you for this, you can't refuse again," she said, turning to hug Wayne's hand, sounding somewhat dejected.

By the moonlight, looking at her not-so-happy face, Wayne sighed deeply.

"it is good."

He actually... originally wanted to ask her not to make things too difficult for Chris.

But looking at her now, I just can't bring myself to say it.

It must have been unfortunate for her to fall in love with herself.

He reached out his other hand and tucked her slightly disheveled hair back behind her ear.

"sorry."

Ge Li was slightly taken aback by his sudden apology.

Then, she looked even more aggrieved, took his hand, and hid her less-than-pleasant expression.

Wayne moved a little closer to her and pulled her into his arms.

Silently sensing his presence, she clutched his clothes tightly, sobbing silently in his arms.

"I'm sorry, but I like you. I like you a lot."

"Ah."

I don't know whether to agree that he really wronged himself, or to accept his excessive affection.

“I will not give up, no matter what,” he said with utmost seriousness.

Even if Chris finds out one day, it won't matter.

Even if it means resorting to dishonest or despicable means, it's the same.

That night, Wayne stayed in her room until almost dawn.

Chapter 200 is alright, it was just a dream.

—Once you get something beautiful, you don't want to lose it.

Under the pitch-black night sky, she walked alone on a grassy field.

Although there were no lights, for some reason everything in front of me was very bright and clear.

In the dark, inky sky, it seemed as if a gigantic monster was floating, occasionally letting out a long, deep roar.

"..."

Someone suddenly called her name from behind.

She turned around abruptly and saw only a huge, round moon.

This silver moon was so enormous that everything else seemed utterly insignificant in its presence.

I am no exception.

"Who was calling me just now?" she asked, a hint of confusion in her eyes.

The moon seemed closer and bigger than I was.

It's like white ink dots spreading out from the very center of a painting, making even the outlines almost indistinguishable.

"..."

The voice came again from the full moon.

It was devoid of emotion, completely flat, like a pre-programmed mechanical electronic voice.

Although she felt puzzled, she did not feel any fear at this illogical scene.

There is only a sense of entitlement that "this is how it should be."

'Is this a dream?'

Thinking this, she walked towards the full moon.

When you actually stand in front of it and reach out to touch it, you realize that the moon is not a sphere.

It is a flat surface.

A silvery-white circle, nothing can be seen inside, like an entrance to another world.

She hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

The bright moonlight swallowed her silhouette.

In the twisted tunnel, the elongated light and shadow resembled star trails, and countless lines shimmering with dreamlike seven colors formed a star array, guiding her into the unknown future.

"..."

Hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar name again felt like being separated by thousands of miles.

Clearly, there is no lingering attachment to the previous life.

But now, encountering those traces left over from that time again evokes an indescribable sense of loneliness filled with nostalgia.

Her entire being was guided by this voice, and she tirelessly continued forward.

Gradually, it broke free from the constraints of time.

It doesn't matter where I come from, nor where I'm going.

Even the sensation of footsteps touching the ground was lost, and the body also vanished, leaving only a wisp of white mist, drifting aimlessly in the tunnel imprisoned by starlight.

The other end of the light is finally within reach.

Passing through the silver barrier, rows of skyscrapers slowly unfold in view.

Dark clouds covered most of the sky, but a few golden rays of light spilled out from beneath them, outlining a thin contour at the boundary between light and shadow.

It started raining in the city.

Raindrops gently pattered on the lush broad leaves planted along the asphalt roadside and fell onto the neatly paved pedestrian walkway.

Car wheels rolled over the puddles, mingling with the occasional horn honking, and together with the sudden patter of rain in every corner of the world, creating a beautiful, almost unreal symphony.

Everything is exactly as I wanted it to be.

She stepped happily into the rain, reaching out to feel the refreshing sensation, as if everything in the world had been washed clean.

This city is both bustling and desolate.

The roads were bustling with traffic and dazzling with lights, while colorful umbrellas floated to and fro like duckweed outside the shops.

However, it seems no one can see her in the rain.

The traffic lights suddenly changed, and a large group of umbrellas moved in response, crossing the zebra crossing.

The hurried pedestrians under the umbrella silently and walked past her without looking at her.

The rain curtain separated him from them.

In this river of strangers, she, the only one going against the current, is like—

It's as if the world has forgotten us.

After the initial excitement faded, I started to feel a bit tired.

Standing in the rain, she walked dejectedly towards the shopping mall across the street.

You should be used to the disappointment of thinking about something happy but having no one to share it with.

'...If Wayne were here right now, that would be wonderful.'

A thought suddenly popped into my head.

Perhaps it was some kind of suggestion she had given herself, but when she walked through the crowd to the other side of the zebra crossing and looked up again...

The person I wanted to see appeared unexpectedly in the dimly lit place, with a bright smile on their face.

Under the dazzling neon lights, Wayne gazed tenderly at himself.

The swirling, fleeting light and shadows around him gave him an ethereal, dreamlike quality.

Through the continuous drizzle, the two silently gazed at each other.

In this space where it's just you and me, the whole world seems to slow down, and the atmosphere of romance is especially strong.