Those brilliant eyebrows were like a ray of light that somehow shone into the young man's heart.
"If you like..." The young man's pure eyes fell on Feng Ruqing again, "Then that will be the case for me in the future."
Feng Ruqing was startled, a trance flashed through her eyes, and her memory seemed to return to her previous life, when she and Che'er were the only ones dependent on each other.
In fact, Che'er also had such a clean smile, but for her, he forced himself to become an unkind business overlord.
But only in front of her will he have a child-like side.
He said: "As long as you like it, I am willing to become what you want to see."
As long as she likes it, he can do everything he can to make her smile.
What's more, that sanatorium was built by Che'er just for her and her alone.
But she left him after all. In a world without her, how lonely would Che'er be alone...
Feng Ruqing lowered her eyes and smiled: "Chen'er, my mother has not left me any siblings in this life. In fact, I am also very lonely. After seeing you, I always feel... we were sisters in our previous life.
My brother may not know either."
"From now on..." Feng Ruqing's voice paused. She raised her hand and patted Qin Chen on the shoulder, "You are my Feng Ruqing's younger brother. If you have no place to go, my princess' mansion will be your home."
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Qin Chen's heart suddenly trembled.
Home?
How long has it been since he heard this word?
Over the years, all the people he met had evil intentions, but she was the only one who could actually make him feel warm...
Qin Chen lowered his eyes. He didn't understand why this girl was so nice to him even though he only met her yesterday.
Don't have any ulterior motives?
Thinking of this, Qin Chen laughed self-deprecatingly. Now, what could he do to make others have plans? Maybe, they were really siblings in their previous life, and she sincerely wanted to be good to him.
"Can you cook?" Feng Ruqing touched her hungry belly.
It was just early morning and she was already hungry.
Qin Chen nodded slightly: "I know a little bit, but it may not be to your liking."
"It's okay, you can go get some breakfast, just something lighter."
"good."
Qin Chen responded obediently and turned around to go to the kitchen.
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In the dining room, Feng Ruqing was already waiting for Qin Chen. Within a moment, a young man in white clothes walked out of the door facing the sunshine.
He held a bowl of steaming porridge in his hand, which smelled of sweet-scented osmanthus.
This familiar fragrance made Feng Ruqing's face stiffen. She clenched her hands tightly on both sides, and her breathing was somewhat disordered.
It wasn't until the sweet-scented osmanthus porridge was placed in front of her that she slowly came back to her senses, gently took a spoonful and tasted it in small sips.
"Chen'er, have you...ever heard of Huaxia?" Feng Ruqing raised her head and stared straight at Qin Chen.
A flash of hesitation flashed in Qin Chen's eyes: "Huaxia? Sect?"
Feng Ruqing lowered her head in slight disappointment.
Maybe it's a coincidence...
When she was young, she didn't have enough to eat, so Che'er stole a handful of rice. He was afraid that she would find the white porridge too bland, and the sweet-scented osmanthus happened to be in bloom, so he picked a handful of sweet-scented osmanthus and cooked it with the porridge.
Later, in the nursing home, Che'er would cook a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus porridge for her every day, no matter how busy she was.
But he... is not Che'er after all, this is just a coincidence.
"It's nothing," Feng Ruqing shook her head and smiled, "Can you cook me a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus porridge every day from now on?"