When Qin Luo pushed open the doors to the hotel lobby, the previously lively atmosphere instantly fell silent.
The entire lobby was large enough to accommodate a hundred people and looked like a wedding venue. Seeing Qin Luo enter, many of the girls present had their eyes light up.
Qin Luo had a clean and handsome appearance. While he couldn’t be considered a top-tier heartthrob, he wasn’t bad either—the kind that makes people think “not bad at all” at first glance.
Of course, that alone wasn’t enough to silence the entire room.
As their gazes traveled further back, a tall and graceful older sister appeared, instantly capturing everyone’s attention. Not just the guys, even the girls were drawn to her.
She was too perfect. Her face was stunning, her skin fair, her figure curvaceous in all the right places, and especially that cool, aloof aura about her, like a fairy from the moon palace.
Qin Luo’s classmates from his own class were the first to recover, having seen her a few times already. But the students from other classes looked like their eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.
When they saw the older sister holding onto the young man’s arm, a series of imaginary “crack, crack” heartbreak sounds seemed to echo in the air. Who knew how many guys would be losing sleep tonight?
A love that had just sprouted was shattered in less than two seconds.
Yang Cong waved frantically at Qin Luo. “Qin Luo, over here!”
The feeling of being the center of attention made Qin Luo’s heart race with excitement. He pulled his sister along and walked toward their table.
When Yang Cong saw Qin Luo’s pale, weak appearance and then glanced at the older sister beside him, who looked radiant and full of vitality, he instantly revealed a meaningful expression.
“Tsk tsk, bro, a beauty is nice and all, but you gotta take care of your health too. Be careful, in your youth you don’t know the value of your essence, but when you’re old—”
Before he could finish, a cold gaze swept over from the older sister. Yang Cong instantly shut his mouth.
Sun Guangche, sitting nearby, however, looked dazed, his eyes unfocused, his face deathly pale. His appearance was exactly the same as Qin Luo’s had been yesterday.
“What’s wrong with Sun Guangche? He looks like he’s lost his soul,” Qin Luo asked.
Geng Yicong walked over. “You don’t know? This guy hit the jackpot. He just got a girlfriend a couple days ago. She’s not as stunning as yours, but she’s way prettier than Liu Wei from our class.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah!” Yang Cong immediately chimed in. “That girl is as beautiful as an elf!”
An elf…
Hearing that word, Qin Luo couldn’t help but think of that creature.
He walked over and patted Sun Guangche’s shoulder. The other guy flinched, clearly startled. After seeing it was Qin Luo, he relaxed. “What?”
“Nothing, just reminding you to take care of your health.”
This was the “concern” between men. Compared to comfort, teasing was often more direct.
Qin Luo sighed inwardly, feeling exactly like an experienced person giving advice to a junior. After all, the agony from last night was truly unforgettable.
Within their small circle, Sun Guangche was one of the more introverted ones, but he was a decent guy, just not very talkative normally. Rumor had it his family was well-off, but Qin Luo didn’t know the details.
At the mixer, the guys drank alcohol, while the girls mostly drank soft drinks. However, there were some girls with astonishing alcohol tolerance, clearly regulars at bars.
Qin Luo also drank a few glasses. Su Xuyu sat beside him, pouring his drinks for him, obedient like a little wife.
This left everyone around them dumbfounded and green with envy—such a beautiful girlfriend, and so obedient too.
Feeling the envious and admiring gazes around him, Qin Luo unconsciously straightened his back. This feeling… was pretty good.
Yang Cong sat next to him, glanced at Sun Guangche again, and sighed. “In our dorm, only you and Sun Guangche have girlfriends, and both are stunning beauties. It puts so much pressure on me and Geng Yicong. How about you introduce a few reliable ones to me?”
As soon as the words left his mouth, Qin Luo instantly felt a chill run down his spine.
Bad! If this continues, something terrible will happen!
“What nonsense are you spouting! I’ve been keeping myself pure!” Qin Luo hurriedly explained, the last sentence clearly aimed at his sister.
He picked up his beer and took a sip, but his hand was trembling slightly.
“Tsk, Qin Luo, that’s not what you were saying earlier. You said you used to receive several love letters a month on average back in high school. What, you don’t dare admit it now?”
Once you drink too much, it’s easy to let your tongue run loose.
Danger! Extreme danger!
Qin Luo’s internal alarms blared: Yang Cong, are you trying to get me killed?!
He sneakily glanced beside him. Sure enough, his sister was looking at him with a faint, ambiguous smile.
Her tone was soft and charming enough to make one’s bones go weak, but Qin Luo broke out in a cold sweat, his tipsiness vanishing instantly.
Su Xuyu sneered inwardly: So, in the two years I was gone, my little brother really let himself go. It seems it’s time to properly “settle the accounts” for these past two years.
Just then, Geng Yicong, who was already a bit drunk, delivered another precise strike. “Sis-in-law, you don’t know, but this guy has been pretty close with several girls!”
Qin Luo’s eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at him—Brother, this is a betrayal!
Geng Yicong chuckled: Can’t let a brother have all the good fortune. It’s only fair if we all “suffer” together.
“Is that so~” Su Xuyu said with a smile, reaching out a finger to gently lift Qin Luo’s chin. “It seems these past two years, my little puppy, you’ve been living quite comfortably~”
She didn’t even call him “little brother” anymore, directly calling him “little puppy.”
It’s over. Sister is really angry.
At this point—
Qin Luo gritted his teeth, downed the alcohol in his hand in one gulp, let out a drunken belch, and said, “What comfort… Without my sister, I missed you every single day…”
After saying that, he pretended to be drunk, swayed, and fell backward.
Su Xuyu hurriedly caught him.
The next second, Qin Luo directly “fainted” into his sister’s embrace.
Everyone around them who saw this scene felt sour.
Geng Yicong looked at the beer in his hand, feeling like he was drinking lemon juice—sour to the extreme.
The guys present all shot looks of envy and jealousy, wishing they could switch places with Qin Luo.
Qin Luo: ‘…’
It’s over.
My face is completely gone now.
He really wanted to stand up and say he wasn’t drunk, but based on his understanding of his sister, even in front of so many people, she definitely wouldn’t let him off.
When faced with two evils, choose the lesser one.
He chose to continue playing dead.
Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Su Xuyu directly picked up the “dead-drunk” Qin Luo in a princess carry, turned, and left.
At that moment, all the guys in the room felt sour to the extreme—
Lemon fruit on the lemon tree, beneath the lemon tree, you and me.