Paradox H - ☆, The Big Liar

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Looking at Ling Qingyuan, whose complexion had returned to normal, Ling's mother asked with relief, "How are you feeling, Yuanyuan? Are you still uncomfortable?" Her thoughtful concern seemed to be afraid that Ling Qingyuan might be even slightly uncomfortable.
"It's fine, Mom." Ling Qingyuan leaned against the sofa, his hands resting on the cushions on his knees, and smiled at his mother.
"Did you eat properly?"
Ling Qingyuan nodded. "The food is very much to my liking, even better than what Aunt Liu makes." His tone was flat, without any particular enthusiasm, but one could still detect a hint of approval.
Mr. Ling's brow relaxed slightly as he glanced at Ling Sinan standing on the sand. "She probably changed her taste because she was sick, but it's good that she's recovered. Go to school tomorrow, and continue attending the Olympiad class as usual. Don't let it interfere with your studies." Although he didn't quite admit it, Mr. Ling felt, more or less, that his daughter had at least come in handy because of Ling Qingyuan's words.
The Ling couple whispered amongst themselves as they returned to their room, not saying a word to Ling Sinan. She watched their retreating figures, lost in thought. Suddenly, someone grabbed her waist. Startled, Ling Sinan turned and glared at him, whispering, "Ling Qingyuan!"
"Come sleep in my room tonight." Ling Qingyuan rested his elbows on the cushions, looked up at her, his gaze clear as if he were discussing the exam scope with her.
"Don't push your luck." Ling Sinan bent down towards him and warned, "If we get caught, it won't be you who dies, it will be me—you're so afraid of your parents that you don't even dare to be affectionate with me in front of them, so why bother being affectionate with me behind my back?"
Ling Qingyuan gazed at her quietly, and after a long while, a slight smile appeared on his lips: "Is that what you think?"
Ling Sinan remained silent, turning her head slightly away.
"Ling Sinan." Ling Qingyuan tilted his head back, his eyes slightly narrowed, the sarcasm obvious: "Do you think I'm deliberately being cold to you because I'm afraid they'll blame me?"
"Call me sister." Ling Sinan felt a little flustered under his gaze, so she could only put on a haughty front to bolster her courage.
But Ling Qingyuan ignored what she said, a faint smile playing on his lips: "With your brain, if it weren't for a genetic error, you wouldn't be my sister."
"Ling Qingyuan, what do you mean?"
"Do you remember how I treated you before you left home?"
Ling Sinan frowned and thought for a moment. Back then, "Yuanyuan" seemed to be clinging to her every day, calling her "sister" this and "sister" that. She followed her everywhere and tried to imitate everything she did.
"Do you remember how they treated you back then?" he asked again.
The image of the strict discipline that the Ling family couple had inflicted on her back then flashed through her mind. It was almost to the point of torture. She was often punished by being forced to stand and not get to eat for doing something wrong, so she had to be careful in everything she did.
"If only I hadn't cared so much about you, my older sister, back then." Ling Qingyuan's gaze was indifferent, as if he too had recalled the same memory.
"What do you mean?" Ling Sinan asked, confused. "What exactly is the connection between your attitude towards me and their attitude towards me?"
Ling Qingyuan rolled her eyes. "You should go to sleep, you silly sister."
Ling Sinan pursed her lips, took a few steps back, then stopped and turned to look at him: "Are you really alright?"
Ling Qingyuan, who had been lost in thought, looked up and smiled at her when she asked him, "Want to touch it?"
Ling Sinan immediately blushed and said, "Can you please stop being such a scoundrel?"
Ling Qingyuan was baffled: "I said, let me touch my forehead to see if my fever has gone down."
—My sister has really been played by him; she thinks more than he does.
As he was still thinking this, a shadow suddenly covered his face. Before Ling Qingyuan could react, the shadow pressed against his forehead.
He was stunned. Ling Sinan, her face flushed, was pressed forehead to forehead with his, her long eyelashes covering her eyes. After a long while, she murmured softly, "It seems the fever has gone down." After saying that, she straightened up and patted his shoulder in a pretentious manner, "Young man, your face is still a little red. I was worried that you were just being stubborn again. Since you're alright, you should go to sleep early."
Ling Qingyuan looked at her and blinked unconsciously.
"And another thing... what was I going to say next..." Ling Sinan touched her lips with her index finger, looked up and thought for a moment, then said, "Oh, right, being stubborn—if you're tired in the future, you should show it. Don't always try to tough it out on your own. Even if they don't care about you, your sister will. I'll do my best to help you as much as I can, understand?"
Ling Qingyuan was still looking at her, his eyes seemingly sparkling, making Ling Sinan's heart pound.
"Then, I'm going to sleep..."
She hesitantly pulled her hand away from his shoulder, but he held it down.
She looked nervous: "Qingyuan?"
Ling Qingyuan's beautiful, fair fingers intertwined on the back of her hand, then suddenly released them.
Goodnight, sister.
He tilted his head and smiled.
"Good night..." Ling Sinan returned to her room, the image of his smile still lingering in her mind. She raised her hand to touch the back of her hand, which was slightly warm.
For a fleeting moment just now, my brother's smile seemed to come from the heart.
So cute.
Time passed quickly and Friday arrived in the blink of an eye. During the morning break, a commotion suddenly broke out in the classroom of Class 5, Grade 12.
Ling Sinan was still biting the tip of her pen when someone slapped her shoulder hard: "Sinan, Sinan."
Ling Sinan waved her hand: "Wait a minute, I'll solve this problem soon."
"Your brother's here," Ye Shanshan reminded her in her ear, as if she'd been injected with adrenaline.
Ling Sinan then looked up at the window.
To be honest, her relationship with Ling Qingyuan once frightened her new classmates. Ling Sinan found a reason to tell them not to reveal this matter, so most people in the class did not know that the new transfer student had such a background. There might be one or two people who thought that she and Ling Qingyuan had similarities, but after all, they were not twins. As long as the two did not stand together, in most cases, no one would compare her with Ling Qingyuan.
At that moment, Ling Qingyuan was standing at the front door.
He was still wearing that navy blue school uniform jacket, which fit him perfectly. His tall and straight figure had an elegant spine, and his shirt collar was neatly buttoned up. He was responding to the teacher's words with his head slightly lowered, and his profile was handsome and refined.
Standing next to him was another boy, slightly taller than him. He wasn't wearing a two-piece spring outfit, but just a loose short-sleeved shirt with the top three buttons undone, revealing a tanned chest. He didn't stand properly, one hand behind his neck and the other on the railing, listlessly turning his head to look at the playground.
He has a short head, sharp eyebrows, and bright eyes; he's quite handsome, but he has a rather fierce aura.
"It's Ling Qingyuan and Gu Ting! What wind blew them into our class today?" Several female classmates sitting next to each other excitedly discussed the current situation.
Someone in the know immediately chimed in: "It seems that Gu Ting was caught fighting with a neighboring school by the student council today, which is why they brought him back to class."
"Who can catch him? Don't even mention the neighboring schools, even the students from Dong Sheng wouldn't dare to mess with this plague god, would they?"
"It's said to be Ling Qingyuan..."
"No way, Ling Qingyuan looks so refined. Although he's good at basketball, I'm afraid he might be a troublemaker..."
"Hey, bringing someone back doesn't necessarily mean we have to fight. Maybe they're using strategy. Young Master Ling is so smart, why be so rude?"
Very refined...
Ling Sinan couldn't help but want to laugh.
Ling Qingyuan is a beast in human clothing.
"I never imagined I'd witness the incredible sight of two of my most handsome men visiting our class at the same time," Ye Shanshan exclaimed, clutching her chest.
As a transfer student, Ling Sinan was a little confused about the situation.
Seeing her clueless expression, Ye Shanshan quickly explained to her: "Our Qinghe No. 6 Middle School has three male gods. The first is your brother Ling Qingyuan, the second is Lu Zixiao in the second year of high school, and the third is Gu Ting in our class."
"Him? A classmate?" Ling Sinan pointed to the so-called "male god" who didn't look like he was living in the senior year of high school at all.
“是啊，不过他不怎么来上课，这学期刚开学已经旷了快一个月了吧。”叶珊珊小声跟凌思南咬耳朵：“小心点顾霆，虽然长得好看，可脾气不怎么好，有人说他是混道上的。”
“哦。”她和那人又没什么交集，有什么好小心的。
叶珊珊坐在凌思南旁边，星星眼地撑着下巴看窗外：“反正我是凌少爷的颜狗，思南你什么时候跟凌少爷一起玩的时候叫上我啊……”
……弟弟找她“玩”的时候，好像都不怎么适合第三人在场。
凌思南一想就觉得更郁闷了，正好这时那两个人走了进来，沿途的同学议论纷纷。
凌思南很意外，顾霆的位置就在她后座。
凌清远走进过道的时候扫了她一眼。
她还没接收到什么，叶珊珊反倒是在旁边激动地在桌子下直抓她手腕。
顾霆没什么好脸色的一屁股坐在椅子上，把书包往桌上一甩，抬头瞅着凌清远：“你可以走了吧？”
凌清远把手中的纸页放在他面前，“把这里签了。”
“……什么鬼东西。”顾霆勾着嘴角，随手把那张纸拿起来。
“你要赔偿的校内公物损失统计。”凌清远的声音不疾不徐在她身后响起，清朗的声线不复两人独处时低磁，更像个循规蹈矩的学生会会长。
凌思南坐在前座手里叼着笔头，不知为什么心跳得很快，紧张地把笔头都咬出了个牙印。
大概是怕被现吧，怕被人现她和凌清远的姐弟关系，虽然她也不知道有什么好怕。
本来已经绷紧了神经，在肩膀被人轻点的那一刻吓得差点跳起来，她惊慌地猛抬头，对上凌清远的眼睛。
“笔借一下。”凌清远眼神淡淡的，可是唇角掠过一丝笑意。
“嗯？”凌思南还没回过神来。
凌清远径自伸手抽走她手中的笔：“笔借我们一下。”
顾霆的书包里根本没放什么正经学习的东西，连笔都没有。
两个人针锋相对了没多久，顾霆终于不耐其烦地在纸页上签上了名字，凌清远对顾霆的姿态，连叶珊珊都目瞪口呆。
“凌少爷可以的啊。”叶珊珊小声跟凌思南说道。
“按照之前协议的，明天开始你必须每天来学校上课。”凌清远收回顾霆签过字的纸页，又把他手中的笔拿了回来。
“行了行了，快点走，一点都不想看见你。”
“彼此彼此。”凌清远的目光扫过那杆笔，眼神停顿了半秒，把笔还给前座的凌思南。
凌思南从头到尾一句话都没正面跟他说过。
可是凌清远走之前却忽然俯下身在她耳边说了一句——
“姐姐，咬笔头可不是个好习惯。”
教室里不少同学也看到凌清远这一下悄悄话的举动，顿时无数道视线投射在凌思南身上。
凌清远像是什么都没生一样离开了高三5班，留下一个被人群目光洗礼的姐姐。
她听到背后那个同学口中的“瘟神”突然问：“你认识他？”
——凌清远你够了！
坐在食堂的凌思南忿忿地咬着嘴里的排骨，把它当做弟弟来泄愤。
方雯见她举止怪异，问她旁边的叶珊珊：“她是怎么了？”
叶珊珊：“上一堂课间你去上厕所的时候，凌清远来过。”
方雯一脸悔不当初的表情：“生什么事了？”
“就是凌少爷对她说了句话呗，结果大半班的人现在都在猜她和凌少爷的关系，连凌少爷的对头冤家顾霆都怀疑了。”
“哎我还当什么大事。”方雯的筷子挑走盘里的小葱，瞄了眼凌思南：“你是他姐姐这种事说出来也没什么关系啊。”
三人在边吃边聊之际，食堂一端也走过来几个略为眼熟的面孔。
余光扫了眼，凌思南摇摇头继续和方雯说：“还是保持距离好一点，他有他的圈子不会想被打扰，我和他是姐弟这种事情你们知道就行，就让它成为一个秘密吧。”
“秘密”两字刚落下，就听到一个人打招呼——
“清远的姐姐！好巧。”那人颇为开朗地和她招了招手，凌思南甚至想不起他叫什么名字，只能僵硬地和他打招呼，索性也没露馅，对方和她扯了两句就走开了。
凌思南还没来得及喘口气，又一个人叫她“清远的姐姐”，招呼之后就走开了。
然后又是一个。
再是一个。
“……思南，你确定这是个秘密？”方雯和叶珊珊都怀疑地看着她。
凌思南整个人都不好了，害怕自己之后要成为舆论焦点。
这些人都是谁啊……凌思南绞尽脑汁想了了半天，终于记起来，好像他们都是学生会的人，有稍微有印象的，还有完全不认识的。
“姐姐。”
思绪还在纠结的那一刻，正主的声音到了。
凌清远端着餐盘，身边还有两个朋友，凌思南抬头的一瞬，两人目光交汇。
“……呃……清远。”凌思南的筷子定在餐盘边，红烧排骨滚落在了娃娃菜上。
“今天我会晚回家，学生会有事要做。”他说，然后示意自己要跟同学去一边吃饭，轻描淡写地走了。
凌思南感觉自己就像是莫名其妙被人拎上了砧板，等着被众人的目光分割。
“那个，思南——咳咳。”方雯假咳了声说：“你弟弟，好像不怎么在乎被你打扰。”
凌清远到底是怎么回事？
晚上补习班的课上完后，凌思南抱着这个疑问在走廊上边想边走。
就算他并不打算遵守凌父的旨意产生逆反心理，但是也没必要在学校这么明显地昭示两人的姐弟关系吧？
晚回家这种事情也要特地在她同学面前和她说，虽说他最近确实回来不那么晚了，可是……
凌思南忽然转头，天空阴沉沉了一个下午，终于开始落雨。
不过从三楼走到教学楼门口的时间，倾盆大雨已经占据她的视野。
不知道清远今天带伞没有，应该带了吧，再不济也会有司机来接他的。
凌思南从书包里抽出折叠伞——好在她今天看了天气预报。
然而不是所有人都像她那么有先见之明。
凌思南注意到不远处屋檐下，望着大雨拧眉的顾霆。
他好像没有带伞。
她也就看了一眼，然后就打开伞走进雨里。
走了没几步，身边忽然窜过一个人影，弯着背，护着书包，在雨里跑。
顾霆。
——这个时候不用书包挡着头，却把书包护在怀里的人，真心不懂。
凌思南心里这么想，不过看顾霆一瞬间就被雨淋得乱七八糟，而头上的雨还没有减弱的迹象。她想了想，还是朝雨里喊了声：“同学——”
连着三声，顾霆终于听到了，减慢了步子，而她刚好赶上。
雨伞举起来，撑过他的头顶。
“还是撑一下吧，这雨太大了。”她说。
顾霆的头还在往下淌水，眼睛被水蒙得睁不开，好不容易才看清了眼前的人是自己的同班。
“你住哪里，或者我们到校外长鼓街街角的商店买把伞？”
“身上没带钱。”顾霆说，“而且我要赶时间。”
凌思南犯了难，就这么放他走吧，又觉得都把人拦下来了，再让他继续淋雨有点奇怪。可他摆明了不想去买伞的样子，她也不好说自己就掏钱出来给他买或者借他——这人也太不解风情了。
想到什么，凌思南忽然说：“你把我送到前面的明思楼吧。”
顾霆不明所以。
“正好顺路的，送我过去之后你把我伞带走，明天还我就行。”她挤出一个看起来比较和善的笑容。
顾霆下意识接过她递来的伞，只觉得眼前的少女眉眼有些熟悉，不是同班同学的熟悉，是另一种熟悉。
藏蓝色的校裙穿在她身上很有清新感，少女长及肩，杏眼清澈。
既不会显得娇弱，也不显得咄咄逼人。
顾霆和她在雨里肩并肩走了两百米，两人一句话都没说。
等到了明思楼，女孩三步并作两步跳上台阶，和他摆摆手：“你不是赶时间吗，快走吧。”
顾霆忽然意识过来自己好像是在赶时间，转身欲走。
“记得——”
顾霆回头看她，以为她要说自己的名字什么的。
“记得明天伞一定要还我啊！”
“……”
凌清远起身去拿打印好的档案，听到叩叩的敲门声。
他疑惑地走过去打开门，门口一个人也没有。
正要关门的时候，突然门边一个人影猛地跳出来：“啊！”
Ling Qingyuan stood in front of her, his face still showing the same calm and composed demeanor.
He looked down at her; the corners of her mouth seemed to be curving up, yet also seemed not to.
"Sister, you're so childish."
Ling Sinan covered her face and said, "This is boring. Your younger brother isn't fun."
Ling Qingyuan curled his lips into a smile, then raised his hand to cover his face so she wouldn't see it, and opened the door to let her in.
"Have you thought about what would have happened if I hadn't opened the door?"
"ah?"
"Some classmates were busy with me, but they just went to the teacher's office."
"...Ah, is that so..." She brushed her hair away from her ear and gave a slightly embarrassed dry laugh.
Ling Qingyuan sorted the files and asked, "Is there something you need?"
Ling Sinan stood at the doorway, casually glancing around: "No, it's just... well... since I'm going home late anyway, I might as well go back with you."
Ling Qingyuan chuckled lightly: "You didn't forget your umbrella, did you?"
That's really sharp and gets straight to the point.
"What should I do if I didn't bring any?" Ling Qingyuan turned to her and asked calmly.
"Isn't a driver supposed to pick you up?"
“No today,” Ling Qingyuan said. “I’ll be going home late; Uncle Liang is taking Dad to a banquet tonight.”
Ling Sinan sighed: "Let's wait and see if the rain stops. If it doesn't, I'll go buy an umbrella and we'll walk together."
"Then you got caught in the rain?" He tilted his head.
“It’s better than you getting caught in the rain, right? You’re more precious than me, and you just got sick.” Ling Sinan didn’t seem to care. “I grew up with my second uncle and aunt, and my life wasn’t that luxurious to begin with. Getting caught in the rain occasionally won’t hurt me.” As she finished speaking, Ling Qingyuan had already walked up to her without her noticing.
"Sister." He lowered his head, raised his hand to brush away the strands of hair that had accidentally covered the corner of her eye, and gently tucked them behind her ear.
Ling Sinan felt enveloped by his aura, and for a moment her breathing became disordered.
Ling Qingyuan suddenly laughed and said in a low voice, "You should know that you can't believe what men say."
"Huh...huh?!" Ling Sinan suddenly looked up at him: "Which of your statements lied to me?"
"Use your observation skills." Ling Qingyuan turned and went back to his work: "Wait for me for another 15 minutes."
Ling Sinan looked around in confusion, and then found his schoolbag and an umbrella on the extra swivel chair behind him.
...Big liar.

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