Yang Xining took Xiao Zongli back to Lu Xinghan's villa.

Stepping into the villa, Xiao Zongli was slightly stunned. Why did Yang Xiaoning live in Lu Xinghan's villa?

Moreover, Lu Xinghan's bodyguards were quite respectful to her.

In the spacious and bright hall, the quiet scene of two people and a dog looks particularly harmonious.

Yang Xining sat at one end of the main sofa and took out the tea set from under the coffee table.

Xiao Zongli slowly sat down on the sofa beside her.

His eyes involuntarily followed Yang Xining's every move, and ripples appeared in his heart.

Xiao Zonghe curled up on the sofa on the other side.

With the gentle sound of the induction cooker and the gurgling sound of water, the temperature gradually rises to boiling.

At this moment, what fills the air is not only the warmth of water vapor, but also an indescribable expectation and nostalgia.

Yang Xining gently opened the lid of the kettle and slowly poured the boiling water into the teacup.

Xiao Zongli watched her rinse the tea set over and over again.

My thoughts drift away at this moment, and the scenes in my memory play back in my mind like a movie.

'He' also rinsed the tea set in the same skillful way, over and over again.

Very patient, almost to the point of being a germaphobe.

At that time, when she watched that person washing the tea set, she would always frown and ask, "Are you done yet? How many times have you washed it?"

Then the person would smile faintly and say, "The teacup has been touched by so many mouths, and has produced a lot of bacteria. You must rinse it more often, otherwise it will be very dirty."

Xiao Zongli was now looking at that man's cousin, who had an identical face and was doing the same thing in front of her.

She couldn't help but ask, "Is it all right?"

Yang Xining said subconsciously: "Not yet, the teacup must be rinsed more often, otherwise it will be very dirty."

A slight surprise flashed in Xiao Zongli's eyes, and she stared at Yang Xining without blinking.

Yang Xining paused for a moment, as if he realized something.

After a moment, she put down the clip in her hand and looked at Xiao Zongli with a hint of solemnity in her eyes.

"Lili, I've actually been wanting to find a chance to tell you."

Xiao Zongli frowned at Yang Xining's sudden address. She intuitively knew that the other party's next words would shock her.

"You tell me, I'll listen."

Yang Xining took a deep breath and said slowly: "I am not Yang Xining's cousin, because I am... Yang Xining."

Sure enough, Xiao Zongli suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Yang Xining in disbelief, as if she had heard a fairy tale.

"This... How is this possible? Isn't Yang Xining dead?"

"I didn't die, or rather, I died at that time, but now I have been reborn..."

Xiao Zongli shook her head and murmured to herself: "No, I don't believe it."

She suddenly grabbed Yang Xining's shoulders with both hands and said seriously: "Tell me, where was our first date?"

Yang Xining recalled: "That wasn't really a date. You just asked me if we wanted to go to the aquarium to see jellyfish after school."

Xiao Zongli showed a shocked expression: "What was the first gift I gave you?"

Yang Xining touched his nose and said embarrassedly: "Are you talking about the golden knee pad? To be honest, it really hurts my knees, and it's also very heavy."

Finally, Qi Lin found out that it was given by a girl, and he sold it on his own initiative to a rag collector passing by.

She was so angry that she beat Qi Lin up.

Xiao Zongli let her go, pointed at her nose and said, "You...you really are..."

Yang Xining poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of her.

Xiao Zongli took a sip, calmed herself down, and asked:

"What happened to you?"

Yang Xining sighed and told Xiao Zongli everything.

Her explanation stunned Xiao Zonghe who was standing beside her.

This woman, it turns out, is not going to have a sex change...

But it's a resurrection of the dead?

"Wait... Are you saying that your current body could be your half-sister?" Xiao Zongli interrupted her, with a look of scrutiny in her eyes, "You have become a woman?"

"Yeah." Yang Xining's eyes revealed a layer of sadness.

Compared to her, Xiao Zongli didn't know how to hide her complicated feelings.

The good thing is that 'he' is resurrected.

The sad thing is that 'he' has become her.

How can I pursue this?

Xiao Zonghe, who was standing aside, looked at his sister with a sad look in his eyes. He barked at Yang Xining a few times: "Woof woof woof!" "Why are you still standing there? Comfort my sister quickly."

Yang Xining raised his head and said softly: "Zong Li, I——"

The next second, Xiao Zongli suddenly did something that caught her off guard.

Xiao Zongli suddenly put her hand on her chest, grabbed it hard, and exclaimed: "It really is a girl. It feels bigger than me."

"..."

Yang Xining's body froze for a few seconds, not knowing how to react.

Even Xiao Zonghe who was standing by rolled his eyes speechlessly.

He should have expected his sister's train of thought.

"Lili..." Yang Xining wanted to say something.

But Xiao Zongli had already let go of the hand that was touching her, and the next second she hugged her instead, burying her head in her shoulder: "Wuwuwu... No matter what... I'm glad you're still alive."

Yang Xining then gently placed his hands on Xiao Zongli's back and said softly, "Okay, okay, don't cry."

Xiao Zongli slowly let go of her: "Welcome back...Xining."

Yang Xining smiled faintly and said, "Don't go back tonight, chat with me, I have a lot of things in my heart that I want to tell you."

"That's right, let my sister stay."

Xiao Zongli burst into laughter and said, "Okay, but the dog you raised keeps barking beside you. It's really noisy. Are you sure you don't want to send him to the dog dealer?"

When Xiao Zonghe heard this, he instantly dropped his head.

Yang Xining smiled and shook his head.

The two were talking and laughing in the living room.

"Hey, bro, are there any guests?"

A deep and magnetic voice broke the harmonious atmosphere in the living room.

The two people in the living room turned their heads at the same time, and when they saw the person who was speaking, they suddenly became quiet.

Yang Xining's heart suddenly tightened, and he thought to himself that something was wrong.

Why hasn't Xinghan gone to bed yet?

He wouldn't hear anything, would he?

However, Lu Xinghan glanced at Xiao Zongli and raised his eyebrows slightly.

didn't say anything.

Then he turned and walked towards the dining room, took out a bottle of milk from the refrigerator, and without saying anything else, he just walked up the stairs silently.

This series of actions finally put Yang Xining's heart at ease.

Fortunately, Lu Xinghan didn't hear anything.

Little did he know that Lu Xinghan went upstairs, entered the room, closed the door and leaned against it.

His expression became complicated and he stroked his chest.

Trying to calm his pounding heart.

My brother turned into a woman?

This thought kept circling in his mind, leaving him feeling shocked and confused.

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