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However, Lin Wanqing quickly realized her loss of composure. She quickly withdrew her hand from Lin Junyi's face and covered her mouth with her hand to stop her laughter, which she felt was indecent. Looking at the silly Lin Junyi beside her, she couldn't help but patted him on the head affectionately and smiled again.
Lin Junyi narrowed his eyes and smiled as well. He felt a little embarrassed. Now, he was beginning to like this ambiguous feeling more and more. He seemed to have really developed a good impression of her. Of course, this good impression was not the kind between pure opposite sexes, but the feeling between family and friends. It made people feel very warm and sweet, and it lingered in their hearts lightly, like an intoxicating aged wine. When people thought about it, they couldn't help but curl up the corners of their mouths.
"Can you eat so much? Aren't you afraid of getting stuffed? You used to only eat one bowl at most! Besides, you just woke up, so don't overeat. Your body won't be able to handle it." Lin Wanqing couldn't help but laugh and scold, but she didn't refuse Lin Junyi's request. She still liked to freeze him like she used to. As she spoke, she stood up and turned to go to the kitchen again.
When she came back, she was holding two more bowls. Under her doting gaze, Lin Junyi happily took the porridge and began to eat it impatiently.
About twenty minutes later, Lin Junyi finally finished two bowls of porridge again. Although he was still a little unsatisfied and wanted to eat more, Lin Wanqing was really worried that his body would not be able to bear it, so she refused directly. Lin Junyi finally had to give up.
After dinner, Lin Wanqing carried the dishes into the kitchen. Lin Junyi simply wiped the stains on his mouth, sat on the chair, looked around, and began to take in the environment at home.
Since the company went bankrupt, the Lin family has become almost penniless, now only left with the two-bedroom, one-living room house they live in. Apart from some basic furniture and hundreds of books that were originally collected by the family, there is nothing else in the house.
The house was small and plainly decorated. Lin Wanqing, a mysophobe, loved cleanliness. Despite her family's limited financial resources, she had arranged the old furniture neatly and kept the floor spotless. She had also placed a few pots of flowers in the corners. It was summer, and the plants were flourishing. These hints of green brought a touch of life and interest to the drab room.
Time passed slowly and it was completely dark. When Lin Wanqing finished cleaning the kitchen, it was almost eight o'clock. The two sat on the sofa and chatted together.
Lin Junyi sat opposite Lin Wanqing, looking at her beautiful and elegant face that was so beautiful that it could shame the moon and flowers. For some reason, he suddenly had a thousand words in his heart that he wanted to say to her, but he didn't know how to start.
At this point, the memories of the original owner of this body and his own had almost completely merged, becoming indistinguishable from one another. Lin Junyi had already begun to be influenced subconsciously by him. Although his consciousness was still dominant, Lin Junyi's thoughts and actions were quietly changing under the influence.
"What's wrong, brother? Are you feeling unwell again?" Seeing that he seemed to be hesitant to speak, Lin Wanqing couldn't help but ask with concern.
Lin Junyi shook his head gently, reached out to grab Lin Wanqing's warm and soft little hand, hugged her slender and delicate waist, looked at her affectionately with a pair of pure eyes, and said in a firm and sincere tone.
"It's okay, sister! You've suffered so much for me over the past two years! I've wanted to say this for a long time! Thank you! Sister, I promise you, I will never let you worry about me again! I won't let you work hard! In the future, I will restore the glory of our Lin family and make it even stronger than before, so that you can live a carefree life again and become the happiest woman in the world!"
When Lin Wanqing heard Lin Junyi's sudden heroic words, she was a little surprised. She looked at him in surprise, and at the same time her clear eyes were full of relief. Obviously, she did not expect Lin Junyi to say such touching words.
"Has my little brother really grown up? Has he really grown up? Does he no longer need me to protect him from the rain? If Dad and Grandpa knew, their spirits in heaven would be relieved, right?"
Over the past two years, although Lin Wanqing had always acted strong and unconcerned about all the suffering and hardships she had endured, she was still only a girl of seventeen or eighteen. Other girls her age were still well-behaved children, studying in bright classrooms with their lovely classmates every day.
And what about herself? The family business went bankrupt overnight, her mother disappeared, her father and grandfather passed away one after another, leaving only a frail and sickly younger brother. As a girl, she couldn't help but feel panic and worry. With such heavy pressure and no one to confide in, the anguish she felt was naturally difficult to relieve.
Moreover, she never dared to show her weakness in front of her brother. She was his last resort, and if this last pillar of support collapsed again, she worried that her young brother would collapse. She could only hide under the covers in the middle of the night, crying secretly, keeping her tears and grievances to herself.