You Must Be Good 97p1

Chapter 97 p1

The “brother-in-law” was a thousand twists and turns, making Qiao Xiaoxiao’s legs go weak. Chu Xinrou looked at her useless appearance and shook her head with a doting smile.

That faint smile splashed on Qiao Xiaoxiao’s heart, causing ripples. It wasn’t until the two sisters had left that she still had a foolish smile on her lips.

Nuonuo stared at her sister speechlessly for a while, sighed, walked over, and hugged her leg. “Brother-in-law~ let’s go to sleep too.”

The smile came to an abrupt end. Qiao Xiaoxiao got goosebumps. She shook her a few times and shook Nuonuo off her leg.

Nuonuo: …

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In Chu Fengyi’s memory, the last time she had slept with her sister was on a rainy day. It was storming outside, and her parents were not at home. She was trembling in her room alone.

The thunder and lightning were really too big.

The Second Miss’s hand, which was holding a doll, was trembling, and the fear in her heart was about to overflow. In the middle of it all, a servant had knocked on the door and had asked, “Second Miss, do you need me to stay with you?”

Chu Fengyi had straightened her back. “No need. I’m not a child anymore!”

She was not afraid at all!

The servant had shaken her head and had left. This ten-year-old Second Miss of hers, ever since she had lost her leg, her temper had always been so strange. She was no longer the simple and cute person she was before. Not to mention outsiders, even the servants in the family who had been close to her before would avoid her.

A bolt of lightning had cut across the sky, followed by a clap of thunder that had made the whole villa tremble.

Chu Fengyi had subconsciously hugged her knees, her incomplete lower limbs faintly visible under her nightgown. It had been two years, and she still couldn’t look at this body. Every time she saw the ugly prosthesis in the mirror, shame and anger would drown her like a tide. She had broken several mirrors, not to mention exposing it in front of outsiders.

Hearing the footsteps gradually recede, she had bitten her lip. Another clap of thunder had fallen, and Chu Fengyi had trembled all over, the doll in her arms almost falling to the ground.

When the knock on the door had sounded again, she had almost cried out, “What now?”

The knocking had paused. After a moment of hesitation, a faint voice had sounded, “Fengyi, it’s your sister.”

“Do you need me to stay with you?”

To this day, Chu Fengyi still remembered the aggrieved feeling of her eyes suddenly growing moist at that moment. She was so afraid that her sister would leave that she had quickly opened the door.

Seeing her sister like this, Chu Xinrou had clearly been stunned for a moment. A trace of heartache had flashed in her eyes, but it had quickly disappeared. “Hurry up and get on the bed. Aren’t you cold?”

Not cold.

As long as she was in her sister’s arms, she was not cold.

Just like now, although she was already as tall as Chu Xinrou, the Second Miss still had to squeeze into her sister’s embrace. The familiar light fragrance lingered in her nose. It was her sister’s unique scent, gentle and reassuring. Her eyes grew hot, and her throat tightened. After a long while, she finally called out in a low voice, “…Jie.”

Chu Xinrou’s body had stiffened slightly, and then she had tightened her arms, holding her even tighter.

Chu Fengyi had buried her face even deeper, her voice muffled, with a hint of an imperceptible tremor. “Actually… I’m quite scared.”

Chu Yunji’s sudden illness, Xu Keqing’s secret being exposed, the undercurrents in the family, everything was like a silent storm. And she was standing in the center of the storm, calm on the surface, but her heart had long since been in disarray.

She had worked so hard for so long. Chu Yunji had taken everything back just like that. What was she?

Chu Xinrou had not answered, just gently stroking her back. The warmth of her fingertips was transmitted through the thin nightgown, like a silent comfort.

Chu Fengyi had shrunk into her embrace again, just like when she was a child, and had muttered in a small voice, “…I miss you so much.”

This one sentence held too many unspoken grievances, dependencies, and longings.

Chu Xinrou had raised her hand and had gently ruffled Chu Fengyi’s hair. The Second Miss’s eyelashes had trembled, and she had finally closed her eyes with peace of mind, her voice as soft as if she were talking in her sleep. “I really want to go back to my childhood…”

Back to the summer before she was eight.

At that time, the sun was always particularly bright. She could still run barefoot in the garden, her two legs flexibly kicking the swing, swinging so high.

Her sister would be by her side, nervously protecting her, afraid that she would fall, but she couldn’t resist her acting cute and had to helplessly play with her again and again. On the carousel at the amusement park, she would always point at the tallest horse, and Chu Xinrou would smile and lift her up, while she herself would stand on the side, one hand always protecting her from behind.

At that time, the wind was full of the sweet taste of cotton candy, and her sister’s eyes were only filled with her.

Chu Fengyi had unconsciously rubbed against Chu Xinrou’s embrace, as if she wanted to hide herself in that time that she could never go back to. Those simple happinesses, now that she thought about them, were as luxurious as a fantasy.

“Go to sleep,” Chu Xinrou’s voice was very soft, but it made the corners of Chu Fengyi’s eyes quietly grow moist.

She knew that some things, once lost, were lost, just like her leg that would never grow back.

But at this moment, at least in her sister’s embrace, she could still pretend that nothing had changed.

As the night darkened, the stars were twinkling.

Chu Xinrou was sitting alone in the wicker chair on the rooftop, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the pull tab of a beer can. The night wind blew, bringing the unique coolness of early autumn, but it couldn’t blow away the “I miss you so much” that was in her mind with a crying tone.

Creak—

The door to the rooftop was gently pushed open. Qiao Xiaoxiao was barefoot, approaching as quietly as a nimble cat. Under the moonlight, she saw the slightly red corners of Chu Xinrou’s eyes. Her heart tightened, and she quickly stepped forward and snatched the can of beer that had only been half-drunk.

“It’s cold at night,” Qiao Xiaoxiao wrapped her arms around Chu Xinrou from behind and rested her chin on her shoulder. The warmth of her body was transmitted through the thin nightgown, making Chu Xinrou unconsciously lean back.

Once upon a time, the little girl who had always followed behind her could now hold her completely in her embrace.

Once upon a time, Qiao Xiaoxiao had longed for this, to grow up quickly, quickly, even faster, so that she would have the ability to protect her sister, so that she would not be sad and alone.

Now, she had finally done it.

“Is Nuonuo asleep?”

Chu Xinrou asked with a nasal tone. Qiao Xiaoxiao nodded, a little helpless. “She’s so grown up, and she still wants me to tell her the bedtime story of the three little pigs, just like when she was a child.”

That was what Xiaoxiao would always tell Nuonuo when she was a child. At that time, there were no storybooks at home. It was Sister Wang Ning who had brought them over.

Nuonuo clearly understood, but she insisted that her sister tell her the story. She had told it who knows how many times, but Nuonuo never got tired of it.

Chu Xinrou lowered her head slightly. “I’ve never told Fengyi a story.”

These past few years, she had wronged her sister a lot.

Qiao Xiaoxiao reached out and touched her sister’s earlobe. “There are many things my sister has never told me. Does this kind of thing have to be competitive?”

She knew that when a person was in a low mood, seeing the good side of others would make them feel sad in comparison.

Chu Xinrou didn’t know how long she had been here. Her body was a little cold. Qiao Xiaoxiao wanted to warm her up, and her hand slid in through the button of her pajamas.

Chu Xinrou trembled all over, the tips of her ears instantly turning blood red. She turned her head in embarrassment and anger but met Qiao Xiaoxiao’s smiling eyes. For a moment, all her shyness melted in her heart.

Qiao Xiaoxiao did not make any further moves, just pressed her palm to Chu Xinrou’s heart. It was beating very fast, but it was very warm. She let out a contented sigh and buried her face in Chu Xinrou’s neck.

The night wind was still there, but the warmth of their embrace was enough to dispel all the cold.

Qiao Xiaoxiao said softly, “Jiejie, I know you’re worried about Fengyi. Go back and help her.”

Chu Xinrou moved, wanting to speak, but she was held by that gentle grip and was deprived of all her strength. “But, um…”

Qiao Xiaoxiao held her waist and turned her around irresistibly. Under the moonlight, her eyes were astonishingly bright, with an irresistible heat. Before Chu Xinrou could react, her lips were covered by a soft touch.

The coolness of mint spread between their lips and teeth, but it couldn’t extinguish the ever-intensifying flame.

This kiss was so fierce and urgent, as if to pour out all the longing that had been accumulating these past few days. Qiao Xiaoxiao’s fingertips dug deep into the hollow of Chu Xinrou’s waist, her other hand steadily supporting her weak body.

Chu Xinrou’s fingertips unconsciously dug into Qiao Xiaoxiao’s arm, but in the deepening kiss, she gradually lost her strength. The fine kisses snaked down her neck, and every time, it made her tremble uncontrollably.

The moonlight was like water, illuminating Chu Xinrou’s flushed face, making it particularly moving. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes filled with a hazy mist. Her red lips, which had been kissed, were slightly parted, her breathing chaotic.

Qiao Xiaoxiao stared at her sister and let out a satisfied sigh from her throat.

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The good sad mood was thus broken.

Chu Xinrou’s fingertips gently brushed back the messy strands of hair by her temples, a trace of playful reproach flickering in her eyes. She sized up the person before her. After not seeing her for just a few days, the person who had been so nervous she had held her breath, how had she become so… skilled?

“What are you thinking, Jiejie?” Qiao Xiaoxiao was like she was living in Chu Xinrou’s heart. She knew what she was thinking and leaned in even closer. “Sister Yang said I learn fast.”

Chu Xinrou snorted softly and pinched her arm neither too heavily nor too lightly. But Qiao Xiaoxiao smiled even more brilliantly and pulled the person into her embrace. The moment her warm palm touched her waist, Chu Xinrou’s breath hitched, and her waist, which had been so soft from being kissed, instantly tensed up.

“It’s really just a hug,” Qiao Xiaoxiao blinked, her appearance so obedient it was unbelievable. But Chu Xinrou clearly saw the dark tide surging in her eyes. She wanted to run, but she had no strength at all and could only let her be proud.

Qiao Xiaoxiao buried her face in Chu Xinrou’s neck and took a deep breath. She missed her sister so much.

She was clearly an independent person, but in the few days they had been apart, every day had been like a year.

What does love taste like? She was finally, slowly, feeling it.

In Xiaoxiao’s embrace, Chu Xinrou calmed down for a long time, her heartbeat slowly returning to normal. In fact, she also knew that the Chuxin Group was at a critical moment now, and her sister did need her help. But she was reluctant to leave Xiaoxiao.

Xiaoxiao hugged her sister. “I’ve met a few new friends recently. They’re in computer science. I don’t understand those programs and codes, but the mobile games they designed, I’ve played them, and I think they’re very addictive. I can sit there and play for an hour without getting tired.”

Chu Xinrou immediately got her point and smiled. “Is CEO Qiao telling me that she’s found another way to make money, wants to invest, and is very busy, so I don’t have to worry?”

Qiao Xiaoxiao hugged Chu Xinrou tightly and forcefully sniffed the fragrance on her sister.

After all these years of being together day and night, they still had an extraordinary tacit understanding.

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