Paradox H - ☆, Fortunately, you are here

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After Ling Qingyuan stepped down, he was heading straight for Si Nan, but he was intercepted halfway there.
Their son had so brilliantly outmaneuvered his competitor, a performance that was truly astonishing. Of course, the Ling couple wouldn't miss such a great opportunity to show off, and they immediately pulled Ling Qingyuan aside to socialize with the group of friends present.
This was certainly not what Ling Qingyuan wanted, but since he had brought his sister with him today, he had to appease his parents. As his father patted him on the back and pulled him away, he turned back and glanced at Ling Sinan with some resentment.
Ling Sinan was also a little disappointed; her younger brother's performance had really made her heart pound.
Even though she knew it wasn't appropriate, she really wanted to give him a good hug when he stepped off the stage.
Her gaze met Qingyuan's across the distance, and she smiled and uttered a lip-reading phrase.
—Very handsome.
Ling Qingyuan seemed to understand.
A slight smile played on his lips, revealing a set of white teeth.
--wait for me.
My heart trembled empty.
She raised her hand and pressed it against her chest, as if a piece of it was missing.
The sound of her heartbeat echoing came from somewhere, so clear it terrified her. She felt as if she were standing on a floating cloud, with the sensation of falling at any moment.
Ling Qingyuan.
The three words linger on the lips and teeth, each carrying a sweet fragrance.
That's her younger brother.
He was also someone she liked.
"You...you're not completely infatuated with your brother, are you?"
A slow, teasing voice came from beside her. Ling Sinan, whose secret had been exposed, looked up in a panic, like a startled rabbit: "How could this be?!"
How could that be...
My little brother is so cute...
How could anyone possibly escape it?
Gu Ting stood where Ling Qingyuan had stood and turned to look at Ling Sinan.
He was standing quite close to her, his suit jacket had been taken off at some point and was draped in the crook of his arm, one arm was resting on the edge of the table, his tall and slender figure, paired with a white shirt with two buttons undone, and a playful expression on his face, made him seem somewhat unfamiliar compared to the straightforward young man he usually was.
"I hope not, he is, after all, your brother."
Another messy and frustrating situation.
She knows.
—She and Qingyuan are siblings.
"If you keep talking, I'm going to get angry." Ling Sinan abruptly stopped the conversation: "This kind of joke isn't funny at all."
Gu Ting quickly composed himself and raised his hand to stop him, saying, "I didn't mean that, I'm sorry."
Ling Sinan couldn't really get angry at him, since what Gu Ting said was true. She could only pretend to frown, pick up a small piece of pudding from the table, and stuff it into her mouth as if venting her anger.
Gu Ting looked a little embarrassed, unable to find a topic to talk about, and coughed twice: "Still not full?"
"What do you mean by 'return'?" She didn't eat much at all, okay?
"When I saw you before, you were eating too..."
Ling Sinan blushed deeply at what she was told: "...The food here is all in such small bites, how can it be so easy to get full?" Besides, there are mostly desserts, and she wasn't really used to Western food.
“There’s a main food area up ahead… but it’s mostly bread with caviar and the like, you probably won’t like it.” Gu Ting raised his hand, his index finger lightly scraping his temple, as if he was thinking of what other information he could provide, trying to make up for his earlier mistake by helping her fill her stomach.
Ling Sinan blinked: "Caviar?" She had heard of it, but had never eaten it, and was a little curious.
"Want to eat?" Gu Ting glanced at her, as if he suddenly felt a sense of mission, and straightened up: "I'll take you."
Ling Sinan glanced into the distance. Ling Qingyuan was still in the crowd, surrounded by everyone like a star. Several elders praised him highly. The Ling couple were overjoyed, their faces beaming with smiles.
Ling Sinan's gaze swept across the crowd, landing on her younger brother's calm face. She glanced at her parents on either side, then lowered her eyes slightly and looked away.
Anyway, there's nothing much to do, and it's better to be with someone than alone.
She forced a smile: "Let's go, take me there."
With a polite smile on his face, Ling Qingyuan's thoughts had already drifted far away.
There's no difference; he's just a group of cunning old businessmen using him as a pretext to chat, but in reality, they all have their own agendas.
The figure that Yu Guangli had been watching moved.
He casually glanced up, only to see Ling Sinan's departing figure.
Following Gu Ting's departing figure.
Ling Qingyuan frowned, and for the first time in front of outsiders, his handsome face revealed a coldness.
"Qingyuan? — Qingyuan?" His father Ling Miao's voice was in his ears, as if he had noticed his unusual behavior.
Ling Qingyuan realized this as well. He lowered his eyes, then raised them again. When he looked at the person again, his eyes were now clear and peaceful.
"Sorry, Dad, I was a little distracted just now."
Gu Ting is indeed an honest person.
She had only mentioned wanting to try caviar, and Gu Ting's plate was already piled high with seven or eight dishes of caviar toast. Just as he was about to take some more, Ling Sinan, despite the stares from those around them, quickly pulled him back.
"Is this enough?" Gu Ting glanced ahead: "There's foie gras over there too."
Ling Sinan nodded vigorously: "That's enough, I'm just trying it out, I'm not here to eat bread."
Seeing that the people around them seemed to still be commenting on their behavior, Ling Sinan quickly grabbed Gu Ting's sleeve and led him away.
Since it was inappropriate to put the food back on the plate, Ling Sinan could only quickly lead Gu Ting away from everyone's sight.
Gu Ting was led all the way to the edge of the terrace. His gaze was fixed on her hand that was tugging at his sleeve, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
"Are you missing a screw in your head?" Ling Sinan, finally free from the attention, put one hand on her waist, tilted her head and sighed at him: "How can you carry so much at once?"
"Anyway, take what you want to eat. These things will just go to waste if we don't eat them today." Gu Ting was still holding the plate with seven or eight caviar breads on it. He picked one up and handed it to her: "Would you like to try some?"
Ling Sinan glanced at him, both amused and annoyed, then shook her head and took it.
Black caviar was spread on the salad, and underneath was thin, crispy toast. It looked quite exquisite and appetizing. Ling Sinan picked it up, opened her mouth slightly, and put the edge of it into her mouth.
The girl's lips touched the glistening fish roe, her lips red and teeth white. Her upper teeth gently crushed the plump roe, and the juice flowed onto her slightly upturned tongue.
Gu Ting's breathing faltered for a moment.
"Hmm." Ling Sinan's brows furrowed tightly, her eyes and brows squeezed together. "It's both salty and fishy."
She couldn't help but stick out her tongue as she spoke, then puffed out her cheeks before pulling it back in. "Why didn't you tell me?!"
Gu Ting, clutching his stomach, laughed and turned his head away: "Actually, I've never eaten this before either. I used you to test the waters."
"Gu, our friendship ends here!"
Gu Ting touched the ear piercing on his earlobe where a tea stem was still stuck. "Besides being classmates, we can also be friends."
Ling Sinan, in the spirit of not wasting anything, finished off the caviar pastry in her hand, then turned to look at him: "What?"
Gu Ting looked at her and couldn't help but raise his hand, wiping away a small amount of salad from the corner of her lips with the pad of his thumb.
Ling Sinan was stunned and for a moment forgot to dodge.
“Maybe we’re not just friends.” Gu Ting finished speaking, glanced at the salad dressing on his fingertips, and stopped just before he was about to smear it on his lips.
He rubbed his fingers together, took a deep breath, and raised an eyebrow with a roguish air: "Think about it again, Ling Sinan."
"What are you thinking..."
"Gu Ting." A deep male voice came from afar.
Following the sound, they found "that person" that Gu Ting had mentioned.
"You're here." Gu Ting replied casually, glancing at the caviar pastries on the plate, then at Ling Sinan, before slowly looking away: "See you next time."
He ended up taking all the caviar desserts with him.
Ling Sinan propped herself up on her shoulders, lost in thought because of what Gu Ting was saying.
She sat on a bench on the large terrace, where a silver platter hung high in the night sky, its brilliance spilling down from the heavens and blurring the surrounding scenery.
People were chatting by the floor-to-ceiling window.
"The third son of the Ling family is really outstanding."
"Yes, I find it strange. Ling Miao isn't that great, so how did he raise such a son?"
"Hey, you know what, these kinds of things are always a trade-off..."
What does it mean to have both losses and gains?
"Doesn't he also have a daughter?"
Ling Sinan pricked up her ears and focused all her attention, trying to hear what they were trying to say.
"Oh, um, I think I saw her today too, she was a pretty girl..."
“Heh, beautiful—” The woman paused, “You don’t know, the third son’s wife, all her previous children died because of her curse.”
These words froze Ling Sinan's expression.
"Let me tell you, the third daughter-in-law of the Ling family had two pregnancies before, but both died young. At that time, the old man of the Ling family was in poor health, and his sons were scheming against each other. The old man said that whoever could give him a grandson first would take over the Ling family business. As a result, the third son of the Ling family tried for a long time, but the person who checked the gender at first got it wrong. By the time they found out it was a girl, it was too late to abort. In addition, his wife's body could not tolerate an abortion, so she had no choice but to give birth."
The night suddenly became deathly still, and all the sounds around her disappeared, except for the seemingly casual chatter, which, having eliminated all other noises, reached her ears.
Some onlookers questioned, "This doesn't necessarily mean she died from being cursed. It's not surprising that she wasn't in a good health condition and couldn't have children..."
"Sigh, you really don't know anything. Do you even know how the patriarch of the Ling family died?"
"Tell me quickly."
"At that time, the eldest son of the Ling family had already given birth to a son, so Mr. Ling no longer cared whether his third son's child was a boy or a girl. He even happily held her during her one-month celebration, but then he suddenly had a heart attack and passed away. In this world, the wealthier a business is, the more superstitious people become. The third son of the Ling family took the child to see a master from Hong Kong. I don't know the specifics of what he said, but it was something like he said the child was a jinx, that yin was too strong and yang was too weak, and that she would bring death to the Ling family and cut off their family line."
"That's so mysterious?"
"Later, didn't the second son of the Ling family still refuse to believe in superstitions? He insisted on taking her back to raise her, and look, she passed away before she was even fifty years old. Isn't that mysterious enough?"
Ling Sinan gripped the wooden bench beneath her tightly, her fingernails digging deep into it.
I felt cold all over, a bone-chilling cold.
She sat alone in the night for who knows how long, so long that the annoying conversations around her had long since disappeared without her noticing.
Inside, there was a lively atmosphere of clinking glasses and toasts, but it felt like they were living in a different world.
When she came to her senses, she found herself holding an empty wine glass.
Ling Sinan's expression remained calm, but a slight blush rose to her cheeks.
She lowered her head, burying it in her palms, a sour feeling rising within her.
But I still gritted my teeth and endured it.
"I'm sorry..."
Ling Sinan's voice choked with emotion.
"If I really am a jinx."
"Dad...I'm sorry..."
Why should I say sorry?
A familiar, clear voice reached my ears.
Ling Sinan suddenly looked up and was startled to meet a pair of clear, bright eyes.
"Qingyuan." She quickly reached out and wiped away the tears that were about to fall from the corners of her eyes.
Ling Qingyuan sat beside her, watching her quietly.
"Why did you cry as soon as you left with Gu Ting?" Ling Qingyuan smiled and glanced at the hall in the terrace. He raised his hand, his fair knuckles brushing against her eye. "If he bullies you, I'll fight back for you."
Ling Sinan pursed her lips, avoiding his touch.
"Someone will see it."
"Nobody's watching us, sister."
She kept her head down, her long hair falling smoothly to her ears. Ling Qingyuan moved closer to her and peeked over, saying, "You've already changed your mind after being gone for less than an hour."
Ling Sinan turned to look at him, her throat choked with sobs, laughing and crying at the same time.
“If my sister doesn’t want to see me, then I’ll have to go back.” Ling Qingyuan stretched and then winked at her: “At least those aunties are very interested in young, handsome men.”
Ling Sinan finally chuckled softly, carefully tugging at the hem of his vest: "Auntie or sister, which one is more charming?"
Ling Qingyuan leaned over and, taking advantage of the blind spot between the terrace and the hall, quickly gave her a light peck on the cheek.
"No one can compare to my sister."
The heart, which had just been broken and plunged into the deep pool, began to beat faintly again.
“Qingyuan…” Ling Sinan suddenly began, “You know why my parents have always disliked me, right?”
Ling Qingyuan was taken aback. He stared into her eyes, his mind gradually clearing, and then nodded.
“I know that as a good young person of the 21st century, I shouldn’t believe in such superstitious things.” Ling Sinan clasped her hands together, making a crisp “snap” sound, took a deep breath, and glanced at him sideways: “But, there’s a saying, ‘Better safe than sorry…’”
Ling Qingyuan pressed his long fingers against her lips.
“It’s 2019 already, let’s be realistic.” Ling Qingyuan’s eyes held a restrained glint as he calmly looked at her. “In this world, there are no ten thousand, and certainly no one in ten thousand—what’s meant to come will come, and it has nothing to do with you or anyone else.”
Ling Sinan watched him silently, feeling as if the fine hairs on her heart were being gently brushed away, bringing a profound sense of liberation.
Why is my younger brother so insightful? She wasn't like this when she was sixteen.
“But now I finally understand why they always wanted me to stay away from you.” Ling Sinan lowered her head, then quickly looked up again, her eyes clear as water as she gazed at Ling Qingyuan: “If this is true…”
Ling Qingyuan suddenly took her hand in his palm, pressed his forehead against hers, and whispered, "If this is true, then we'll just die together."
Ling Sinan held her breath as he approached, her eyelashes fluttering a few times, casting shadows.
"Sister, you're the one who needs to be prepared." Ling Qingyuan's lips curled into a smile, and the corners of his peach blossom eyes also turned up slightly—
"If I die, I will take you with me."
A cool breeze blew by, but Ling Sinan surprisingly felt a warmth spreading through her body. The initial slight intoxication gradually intensified within her, making it difficult for her to control the words that came out of her mouth—
"...I want to kiss you."
Ling Qingyuan was momentarily speechless. In an instant, the boy's face seemed to bloom with a riot of colors, brimming with indescribable joy.
He raised his hand, covering his lips and chin, and finally managed to calm himself down.
“Say it again, sister.”
—No, I still can't calm down.
Ling Sinan leaned in and shyly repeated in his ear, "I want to kiss you."
She heard him exhale deeply.
“Sister.” Ling Qingyuan stood up and reached out his hand to her—
"Except for kisses..."
"Have you thought of anything else?"
Under the cover of night, the boy's figure was illuminated by the silvery light.
A gentle smile bloomed in his eyes.
She began to believe that the world could be any worse.
There will always be a kind of affection that treats you gently.
The warmth in his hands, the light in her eyes.
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The birthday party chapter isn't actually over, so why is there a sentence that sounds like the ending?
The timing was perfect; I feel uneasy releasing it later...
#It's so sweet, I can't put the vinegar in at all!
#I'm really not a meat vendor (who would believe that!)
#I'm definitely not the first person to make a meat dish so artistic...

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