Quick travel: The poor little thing in the period novel strikes back

"What are you doing here?"

Fu Sheng was still immersed in his own thoughts, but the sudden question brought his wandering consciousness back.

"Brother, I just came to see Xiaohua. You know, Xiaohua was brought back by me after all, so I naturally have to take better care of her."

Fu Sheng, who was usually calm and self-possessed, for some reason, unconsciously began to explain with a guilty conscience under the gaze of his eldest brother. Such behavior was really unlike his usual style.

"Take care? Just study hard. You can't do two things at once right now."

Fu Sheng was stunned at first when he heard what his elder brother said, but it was undeniable that compared to taking care of Xiaohua, he naturally put more energy into studying, and he couldn't focus all his attention on Xiaohua like he did in the village.

"Brother, I can handle my own affairs, but what's going on between you and Xiaohua?"

"That's what you see."

Fu Jin reached out and patted his brother on the shoulder, who had a rather grim expression on his face, and returned to the study.

The two brothers spoke as if in a riddle, but there was a hint of tension between them.

"Brother Sheng, how is it? Is Xiaohua asleep?"

Zhuang Ze saw Fu Sheng coming down and hurried over.

"Well, I went to sleep."

"Alas, I didn't find a chance to talk to Xiaohua today. I can only wait until tomorrow."

Zhuang Ze felt it was a pity, but he couldn't be so ungraceful as to wake up a sleeping lesbian. The only thing he could be thankful for was that he was staying at Fu's house today and could find a chance to keep in touch with Shi Yan tomorrow.

"Aze, how do you think you compare to my brother?"

"How can I compare with Brother Fu Jin? Brother Fu Jin is the idol of all the boys in our compound." After Zhuang Ze finished his reply, he saw that his friend was silent, so he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Fu Sheng.

"Brother Sheng, why are you asking this?"

"Nothing, just asking. It's getting late now, go take a shower and go to bed. I'll find you some of my clothes to change into."

During the two-day weekend, Zhuang Ze stayed at the Fu family's house. However, he never expected that even though he lived at the Fu family's house, he still couldn't find any opportunity to keep in touch with Shi Yan.

In the early morning, Shi Yan was sleeping soundly when she was awakened by a faint knock on the door.

Shi Yan snorted impatiently, turned over, but had no intention of getting up and opening the door.

The person knocking on the door seemed to have not heard any response from inside the house, and the annoying knocking stopped. Shi Yan thought that the person outside the door would give up voluntarily, but unexpectedly, after a while, she heard the sound of a key being inserted into the keyhole, and then with a "creak", the door was opened.

There was no naive look of someone still asleep in the early morning in the room. When Shi Yan heard the door open, she quickly jumped up from the bed and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, leaving no trace of her.

"You..." Shi Yan could only utter the first word, and then she fell silent. But this did not prevent her from being surprised when she saw who was coming.

"Get up when you wake up."

Although the little girl sitting on the bed had messy hair and a look of surprise, the vigilance in her eyes and her subconscious movements showed that she was very conscious at the moment.

Fu Jin had no intention of avoiding suspicion at all and walked towards the bed. The breeze came into the room through the half-open window, carrying a faint fragrance into his nostrils. The delicate fragrance attracted Fu Jin's attention and made him stop temporarily, turning his head to look towards the bed.

On the windowsill, the potted plants that had only wilted green leaves yesterday now have flower buds that are blooming shyly.

“This flower looks a lot like you.”

There was an ambiguous smile in Fu Jin's tone. Shi Yan didn't know whether he was praising her or had some other meaning, but it always had some ambiguous meaning.

The temperature on her face rose unconsciously. Shi Yan had lost her initial vigilance and buried her face in the quilt in anger.

"Get up, I'll wait for you downstairs."

After rescuing the little girl from the quilt, Fu Jin actually chuckled. He smoothed the hair of the person in front of him before turning around and leaving Shi Yan's bedroom.

At the foot of the green brick and green tile imperial city, Shi Yan didn't know why she followed Fu Jin out without asking anything. He took her around the capital until there were almost no pedestrians on the street, and then they returned to the Little White Building.

The lights in the Little White Building were off by now, and both of them tried to walk as lightly as possible.

There was a candle lit on the coffee table in the living room. The light in the room was dim, but it was enough to illuminate the person sitting on the sofa.

"Brother, Xiaohua, did you have a good time today? Where did you go?"

Fu Sheng had the same gentle smile on his face as always when facing Shi Yan, but in the light of the candle, Shi Yan always felt that there was some resentment in Fu Sheng's eyes, and she couldn't help shivering.

"Xiaohua is already tired from playing today, do you have anything else to say?"

Fu Jin felt that he had made things very clear to his brother yesterday. Even though he hadn't fully figured out his feelings for the little girl, this didn't affect his ability to mark out his territory and get the little girl into his nest first.

"Brother, I just don't feel like sleeping right now, so I'll wait for you to come back. We have guests at home tomorrow, and Mom told you not to go out tomorrow."

"Well, I see."

Fu Jin did not give Shi Yan a chance to communicate with Fu Sheng. He gently pushed her back with one hand and guided her to the stairs.

The figures of the two were about to disappear at the end of the stairs. Fu Sheng felt as if they were in the same house, but there was a huge gap between him and the two people on the stairs. He couldn't help but call Fu Jin again.

"Brother..."

"Well, there's something else."

While walking on the stairs, Fu Jin had already changed his hand from pushing gently to pulling the little girl's collar gently, so he stopped at this moment. Shi Yan, who was still walking up, staggered when she was pulled, and the back of her head hit Fu Jin's chest directly. Fu Jin simply hugged her naturally.

"No, just...goodnight."

Fu Sheng saw clearly the interaction between the two people upstairs, and it seemed unnecessary to ask the question that was on his lips.

"Well, you should go to bed early too."

Inside the Little White Building, everyone except Fu Sheng slept well that night.

The next morning;

Shi Yan was woken up by Aunt Li. As she walked up the stairs, she heard women's conversation and occasional laughter coming from downstairs.

When Shi Yan was able to see the situation in the living room clearly, she discovered that in addition to the Fu family, there were two well-dressed women. Judging from their age and facial features, they should be a mother and daughter.

"Xiaohua, wake up. Go have breakfast. You've lost a lot of weight recently."

Mrs. Fu's smile remained on her face. She greeted them warmly and continued talking to the mother and daughter.