Chun Xiangnuan walked over, took a few oranges, and began to eat them.
These are Capital City’s oranges, sour yet sweet, big and juicy. Indeed, they’re delicious. She’s eaten many oranges, but only the ones from Capital City are the best.
"Are you not angry anymore?" Jian Zhiqing continued to peel oranges. He wasn’t too fond of them himself, but Qin Xiangnuan liked them, so most of the ones he bought ended up in her stomach, appeasing her internal temple.
"I’m not angry," Qin Xiangnuan stuffed another segment of orange into her mouth and would never admit what she was upset about.
"Don’t worry," Jian Zhiqing reached out and ruffled Qin Xiangnuan’s hair, "Even if you don’t grow taller, Brother Jian won’t mind. Besides, you’re good just the way you are."
Good just the way you are?
Qin Xiangnuan looked down at her flat chest.
Indeed, good and not so good.
She continued eating her oranges, no worries, she would grow taller eventually, plus she was quite satisfied with her height. She wasn’t short, standing at 1.6 meters tall. In her last life, she hadn’t even reached the 1.6 meter mark. In Capital City, people of her stature were everywhere. If Jian Zhiqing thought she was short, that was because he was too tall. What on earth did he eat to grow so tall?
As for Jian Zhiqin, he would be as tall as his brother in the future. Those long legs of his were incredibly striking.
She kept on eating the oranges, her cheeks lifting occasionally as she got lost in her thoughts, her eyes dreamy and distant, showing a deep longing. It was precisely because she was so immersed that she did not notice the smile forming at the corner of Jian Zhiqing’s lips.
She always said that this man was too cold, too hard to approach, but little did she know, he was a true "warm man," akin to a heated blanket.
A few days later, Qin Xiangyang arrived, with just a small bag on his back. Qin Xiangnuan had told him there was no need for much luggage, as everything was available at home. Moreover, since he was joining the military academy, his personal belongings would be unnecessary, as accommodations like food, clothing, and daily necessities were all provided by the military. Hence, he wouldn’t be able to wear much of his own clothing anyway, which is why he traveled light. He hadn’t let anyone know he was coming; he simply took a bus and found the place on his own.
Although he had been there once before, his memory was somewhat fuzzy.
But, isn’t there something in this world called a taxi? You just wave your hand, and it stops, taking you wherever you want to go—such convenience. It’s just a bit expensive. For a few bucks of fare, Qin Xiangyang indeed felt the pinch, even though their family was earning money these days. The three stores dived by his sister alone brought in more than ten thousand a year, making their family thoroughly wealthy by the hundred-thousand-yuan standard. Yet, being accustomed to saving, he couldn’t bring himself to spend freely.
This should be the place, right? He took several steps back, then moved forward, squinting at the house number above. This was undoubtedly the right place.
He knocked on the door.
Soon after, the door creaked open. The person who came to greet him was not his sister but a child and... a dog.
The dog barked at him continuously, frightening Qin Xiangyang into stepping back.
Jian Zhiqin cocked his head to one side, sizing up Qin Xiangyang for quite some time. This face looked a lot like his sister’s.
That’s right, he got it, "You’re Brother Qin Xiangyang, right?"
"You know me? My name is Qin Xiangyang. I’m here to see my sister. She should be..." He pointed at the house number with his finger, "living right here."