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[Big Sister, Please Fall For Me!] (Sisterly Romance Volume 1) [Chapter 2] 

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[Chapter Two]: A Sweet Dinner



As dusk settled, the last rays of the setting sun painted the sky with their final crimson glow. The bustling streets teemed with people hurrying by

, lined with towering buildings and countless shops. The city, bathed in dazzling neon lights, appeared exceptionally

alluring, exuding an air of vibrant prosperity.



"It's so beautiful! I've seen it on TV before, but experiencing it firsthand is still breathtaking

. No wonder people say they get lost in its dazzling lights and bustling streets,"



my sister, new to the city, exclaimed, looking around with the curiosity of a country bumpkin visiting a grand garden.



"Hehe, I was exactly the same as you two years ago when I first came to the city with Mom. Everything

seems so new and exciting,"



I said with a smile.



"Let's go eat first; my stomach is protesting."



We arrived at the hotel near the school a little after 5:30 pm. After putting our luggage away, we went out to eat together.



"Okay, whatever you say, I'm hungry too,"



my sister nodded.



"Come on, let's go get steak, it's on me."



I said, affectionately taking my sister's hand and heading towards our destination.



"Steak? What's that? Beef?"



My sister looked at me with a puzzled expression as we walked.



"Well, that..."



I suddenly remembered that in our rather backward rural area, cattle were an important

source of agricultural productivity and income, and no family would easily slaughter them for food. Before I went to the city with my mother,

I could count on one hand the number of times my sister and I had eaten beef.



"You'll see in a bit, it's delicious."



Glancing at my sister's worn-out clothes, I suddenly felt a

surge of emotion and wanted to cry. I gripped her hand tightly, silently

vowing .



"What's wrong, Xi?"



My sister seemed to notice my unease and looked at me with concern.



"Nothing, nothing... Sister, look, isn't that shop's decor especially beautiful?"



I quickly changed the subject. Whatever the past, it's the past now; what's important is to seize the future

, isn't it?



Chatting with my sister the whole way, we arrived at our destination before we knew it—an elegantly and romantically decorated restaurant.



My sister looked at me timidly:



"Xi, isn't this expensive? Let's go somewhere more ordinary so we don't spend so much."



"Come on, it's okay, don't worry about the price. This is our first date."



"A...date?"



My sister looked at me shyly.



"Yes, yes."



I nodded firmly and pulled my sister into the restaurant.



We each ordered a medium-rare filet mignon and sat facing each other. The set meal arrived shortly.



My sister nervously imitated my knife technique, but she just couldn't cut the meat.



Frustrated, she glared at me, as if she were angry with the steak, took a deep

breath , and then picked up the knife and fork again, diligently cutting the meat back and forth, making soft, frantic "

ya ya ya" sounds.



Seeing my sister's adorable expression, I couldn't help but cover my mouth and laugh.



"Come on, let me cut it into small pieces for you. Look, this is how you hold the knife and fork..."



I began to guide my sister step by step.



... (omitting n words of the process)



"Ugh, steak, steak, did I abuse you in my past life? Are you getting revenge on me?!"



After the nth failure, my sister held the knife and fork with both hands and looked at the steak with a frustrated expression.



"Don't be sad, don't be sad. I

was



with practice." "Hmm... that's true..." "



Come on, open your mouth, ah... I'll feed you, hehe."



"No way, there are so many people here, it's too cheesy."



"Just pretend they're air, come on, open your mouth!"



"No, no..."



I forked a small piece of beef to stop my sister from continuing, happily looking at her resentful

eyes .



"Oh, right, sis, close your eyes, I have a surprise for you."



I looked at my sister mysteriously:



"Remember, you mustn't peek."



I stuck out my tongue at my sister cutely.



"Huh? Hmm..."



My sister looked at me with a puzzled expression and closed her eyes as I had asked.



I quickly took out a wishing bottle full of lucky stars from my bag and gently placed it in front of her.



"Okay, open your eyes."



I said sweetly in a soft voice.



"Wow!! It's so pretty."



My sister noticed the bottle on the table as soon as she opened her eyes and carefully picked it up to admire it:



"It's so pretty, did you fold all of these?"



She pressed the bottle to her chest, looking up at me with a questioning gaze, as if she had received a treasure.



"Do you like it? 817 lucky stars. For the past two years, I have been folding a lucky star every day and putting it in this

glass bottle . Today is exactly 817 days, 817 days of witnessing my longing for you."



I glanced at my sister's reaction:



"Two years ago, you wouldn't believe me. Today I'll say it again, sister- I- love- you!!"



I shouted those five words, even attracting the attention of nearby diners.



Although I'd mentioned it often in our phone calls and letters, this was the first time in two years since that night

that I'd said it to her face-to-face, and even I felt embarrassed.



My sister blushed and lowered her head to eat, as if pretending not to hear.



I stopped talking and buried my head in my food, only occasionally stealing glances at her.



Was she refusing? Our promise back then was…



Just as I was nervously finishing my meal, my sister, who had already devoured her food, suddenly stood up, walked to my side,

bent down, and kissed me on the cheek.



"This is revenge for taking advantage of me this afternoon,"



she said, turning and fleeing towards the bathroom.



I sat there blankly for a while before I suddenly realized what was happening. I gently wiped my face with my hand and

found it was indeed a little greasy black pepper sauce. I quickly followed after him to the bathroom...

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