That evening, Liu Qing dropped by Xiao Feng’s place for dinner as usual. But the moment she saw his forced smile, she knew it was painfully fake—so obviously strained it barely concealed his turmoil.
Unable to hold back, she asked gently, “Xiao Feng… what’s really wrong? Summer vacation just started. Shouldn’t you be happy? Talk to Sister Qing. Maybe I can help.”
Meeting her concerned gaze, Xiao Feng murmured, “Sister Qing… do you believe in true love?”
Liu Qing covered her mouth with a soft chuckle. “Xiao Feng… did you get dumped?”
Xiao Feng’s smile turned awkward. “No way! How could someone this handsome ever get dumped?”
“Oh~ really?” Liu Qing fixed him with a knowing look that made him squirm.
Xiao Feng wasn’t good at hiding things. Though undeniably cute, his heart was too pure. The act crumbled. “Sister Qing… fine. I got dumped. Cheated on, too.”
“Pfft—” Liu Qing burst out laughing. “Wait, *cheated on*? Seriously? How long were you two together?”
Xiao Feng frowned. “Two years. Two years of care… then she betrayed me and left.”
Seeing the usually warm Xiao Feng genuinely upset, Liu Qing softened. Her seductive eyes locked onto his. “You… really don’t know why?”
Flustered, Xiao Feng slightly averted his gaze—big mistake. His eyes accidentally caught the deep cleavage revealed by her leaning posture. He swallowed hard, then subtly looked back up.
*Purple lace… kinda sexy. Wait—no! What am I thinking?! Merciful Buddha, sinful, sinful!*
Aloud, he muttered, “Never thought about it.”
Liu Qing blinked, speechless. *This kid’s unreal.*
“How did you treat her?” she asked, watching him fidget nervously.
“I met her little requests, tolerated her moods, walked her home after school. But I never overdid it—I’m no doormat. Still don’t get why she left.”
A playful glint sparked in Liu Qing’s eyes. Her voice dropped to a honeyed whisper. “Little brother Feng, you’re too sweet. If I were her? I’d cling to you, drag you home… and devour you.”
Xiao Feng’s ears warmed. He forced calm. “Sister Qing… don’t. You’re embarrassing me.”
“Me? Lie to you?” She winked.
*How could anyone resist?!* A stunning, curvy older sister—flawless face, fiery style—flirting shamelessly. Alone. Together.
“Sister Qing, stop! We’re adults. You’re playing with fire!”
Liu Qing laughed behind her hand. “Adult? To me, you’re still a little boy. *Me* playing with fire? Hehehe~”
“Too far!” Xiao Feng feigned offense. “You mooch my meals, mock my breakup—I’ll allow it. But ‘little boy’? Nope!” He lunged playfully, wolf-chasing-lamb style.
Liu Qing dodged, dashed to the door, slipped out, and tossed a glance over her shoulder with a wink. “Grow up fast, little brother Feng. Sister’s waiting~ Hehehe~”
*Click.* The door shut.
Outside, her flirtatious mask vanished. Back against the wall, face flushed crimson, she pressed a jade-pale hand to her racing heart. *Thump-thump-thump… like a startled fawn.*
Inside, Xiao Feng hummed while clearing the table—mood lifted, lightness restored.
Exactly as Liu Qing planned. She wanted the old Xiao Feng back: bright, resilient. Not the slumped shadow of earlier. No bold teasing, no revival.
Just then—
*“Son’s calling! Son’s calling!”*
Xiao Feng wiped his hands, grabbed the phone, chuckling. “What’s up, son?”
A pause. Then laughter. “Yo, son! Heard Xia Xue cheated on you? Feeling rough? Can’t even find someone to vent on, huh?”
“Damn it—touchy subject! Scram! I’m hanging up!” Xiao Feng grumbled playfully.
“Whoa, whoa! Tomorrow—just us brothers. Outing. In?”
“Where?”
“Tianjing Water Park. Girls everywhere. Summer’s peak season for beauties!”
Xiao Feng hesitated, then scoffed. “Don’t you know I’m *heartbroken*? Not going!”
“Come on. I know you. All types there. Seriously.”
Xiao Feng sighed. No need to act high and mighty with his oldest friend. “Any… older sister types?”
A triumphant laugh. “Absolutely!”
“Deal!”
The caller was Li Wei—Xiao Feng’s ironclad brother since middle school, the one he could tell anything to.
