Chapter 41: I Really Have No Clue

The rain grew heavier, pounding against the small stall’s awning.

The female boss cracked melon seeds, watching with a grin that clearly said she found this amusing.

Lin Xue’er sat quietly on Lin Lue, her white hair still dripping water. Her pink pupils were dim, even vaguely clouded over, appearing hazy.

But it sent chills down Lin Lue’s back, one layer after another.

[Magic Power Points +1]

[Magic Power Points +1]

[Magic Power Points +1]

…

Even though Magic Power Points kept dropping from Lin Xue’er with no sign of stopping, and the accumulation was a decent gain… still, how could you treat your sister as a conquest target?!

Wait! She wasn’t even a Witch yet. How could she generate Magic Power Points?

But then again, since this crappy system could mark his sister as a target, it was probably broken. So it made sense that he could farm points from her.

Lin Lue thought he could take full advantage of this bug and milk it for all it was worth.

But when he snapped back to reality and looked at his sister, who seemed like a broken doll, his teeth ached. Maybe this wasn’t wool worth shearing.

He didn’t want to see his cute little sister one day holding a knife and asking if he had other sisters out there, or if he was planning to abandon her…

As a professional Emotional Master, he had several expert plans for situations like this.

If he hadn’t had any skills, he’d have been locked up by some of those sick female clients in his past life.

“I provided emotional value, and you still wanted my body—how greedy!”

Some of them, wearing black stockings, high heels, and low-cut dresses, had even suggested taking things further…

Lin Lue had firmly rejected them!

That was too much! Trying to freeload off him! Luckily, he was smart enough not to fall for those bad women’s tricks!

“Sis, listen to me…”

“Mm, I’m listening.”

“Can you get up first?”

“No.”

Ye Beiming was still holding her juice, looking cluelessly from Lin Xue’er to Lin Lue trapped beneath her, her little brow furrowing.

Instinctively, she felt that this sudden white-haired little girl was very fierce.

She had even pinned Lin Lue down!

Next step, she might drag him into an alley and treat him like a Star Slave…

He was her lifesaver!

Ye Beiming shuddered all over, ran over, and tried to push Lin Xue’er away, but the girl didn’t budge.

“Who are you… let her go!”

Lin Xue’er looked at the red-faced Ye Beiming beside her. “Brother, who is she?”

“Is she another one you picked up?”

“As expected… you have another sister now. You don’t want me anymore, do you…”

“It’s not like that!”

Lin Lue hurriedly explained. “Xue’er, listen to me. It’s not what you think!”

“I met her on the road. She said she wanted to come home with me…”

“And brother accepted?”

Lin Lue glanced at the task for adopting Ye Beiming. It wasn’t complete yet.

“Brother, where are your eyes looking? Look at me.”

Lin Xue’er suddenly smiled.

It was a faint smile.

She slowly raised her hand, her cold fingertips touching his cheek, which was wet from her rain-soaked clothes.

“Brother.”

Light shimmered in Lin Xue’s eyes. Her hollow pupils finally showed a hint of emotion.

Not anger.

It was the grievance of being abandoned by the whole world.

“The rain was so heavy, and I was so cold, but I kept telling myself that brother would come soon.”

“I counted every person holding an umbrella, but none of them were you.”

“Brother, did you have fun with her? You must have, right? You even forgot about your sister.”

Lin Lue kept shaking his head. “Not fun, not fun…”

“Brother, you’re lying to me!”

Lin Lue: “Then… fun?”

“Brother, can’t you even lie to me properly?”

Lin Lue: ‘I really have no clue!’

Ye Beiming was stunned too. How unreasonable! She still pushed with all her might, her face flushed red.

“Stop bullying him!”

“I’m really strong!”

“Watch out, or I’ll hit you!”

Lin Xue’er glanced at her briefly.

Just one glance.

Ye Beiming froze all over, like she was being stared down by some terrifying creature. Her legs trembled.

She let go, tears swirling in her eyes, biting her pink lips tightly, too afraid to make a sound.

Lin Lue felt a bit of a changed opinion about this bratty girl for speaking up bravely. Seeing her on the verge of tears, he couldn’t help but speak.

“Xue’er, it’s not her fault. Calm down…”

“I am calm!”

She let out a long, bitter sigh. “Even now, brother is still defending an outsider.”

“I just want brother to care about me more, care about me a little more… is that too much?”

This was a freebie question!

“Of course it’s fine!”

Lin Lue’s voice was urgent and earnest. “Xue’er, you’re the most important person to me, more important than anything. Trust me, I won’t…”

“Then why did you forget your promise to me?”

She cut him off.

“We pinky swore.”

“Why were you laughing so happily with someone else?”

“Is it because I’m not good enough, not obedient enough, that brother had to find another sister?”

“Xue’er… can change.”

Lin Lue suddenly realized that what he’d done today wasn’t just a simple tardiness. He had struck the deepest insecurity in his sister’s heart.

Lin Lue’s world didn’t just have Lin Xue’er.

But Lin Xue’er’s world only had Lin Lue.

Lin Lue took a deep breath. He stopped making excuses, stopped finding justifications. He just looked at her and said softly:

“I was wrong.”

“Brother was wrong.”

“I shouldn’t have forgotten to pick you up, shouldn’t have let you wait alone in the rain for so long, and I definitely shouldn’t have… let you see me chatting with another little girl.”

“Ah? So brother means next time, you should chat with other little girls where Xue’er can’t see you, behind my back…”

“Xue’er, you know that’s not what I meant.”

Then, Lin Lue’s mouth was covered by a wet, cold little hand.

“Xue’er knows that’s not what brother meant.”

“But right now, Xue’er needs to vent.”

“Brother just has to take it.”

“It’ll be fast. It’ll be over soon…”

Lin Xue’er suddenly lowered her head and bit his cheek. Lin Lue hissed in pain. Her teeth were… surprisingly sharp.

Light returned to Lin Xue’er’s eyes. She tilted her head and let go of Lin Lue.

Then she threw herself into his arms.

Like a kitten that had finished throwing a tantrum, turning soft and clingy again.

Lin Lue breathed a sigh of relief.

But before he could celebrate escaping the crisis, Lin Xue’er spoke again, her tone eerie.

“Brother, it’s not that simple. Tonight, we have to hold hands. No separating.”

“And…”

Lin Xue’er turned her head and looked at Ye Beiming, her pink pupils narrowing with undisguised hostility.

“This one sleeps outside tonight.”

Ye Beiming: ???

Lin Lue: ……

……

Sisters are a magical creature. One second, they’re performing a gravity-heavy act like they’d rip your heart out, and the next, they’re smiling like a spring breeze.

She wasn’t inferior anymore. She was confident.

But… her emotions had become more varied and more extreme.

Lin Lue counted it as a good thing.

A gravity-based sister was still better than an inferiority-complex one.

Lin Xue’er walked over to the female boss and ordered three bowls of noodles with extra toppings.

Lin Lue watched Lin Xue’er, who was speaking clearly and confidently, and sighed again.

‘Sis, you’re amazing!’

Tug, tug~

Lin Lue: ‘Huh?’

He turned around and saw a small hand gripping the hem of his clothes. Ye Beiming was looking at him with tear-filled eyes.

“What’s wrong?”

Lin Lue crouched down and wiped the shimmering teardrops from the corners of her eyes with his finger.

“There, there, don’t cry. My sister… she’s really not fierce.”

She bit her pink lips, hesitating to speak. Her delicate, doll-like face gradually turned red…

She lowered her head and spoke in a voice as faint as a mosquito.

“I… peed.”

Lin Lue: “Huh?”

“I said…”

Ye Beiming took a deep breath, her watery eyes trembling. She gathered all her courage.

In a voice thick with tears!

“I wet my pants.”

“Lin Lue, boohoo~~”

Lin Lue looked at her trembling legs pressed together. His expression went blank. After a few seconds of intense mental gymnastics, he decisively scooped her up and ran toward the bathroom.

Ye Beiming buried her face in his chest, too embarrassed to lift it.

Especially when she felt his arm getting wet, her ears, hidden within her hair, were red enough to bleed.

Lin Xue’er wasn’t fierce?

No, she was fierce!