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“So… Why’re you in my bed, Yao Yao Sis…”
Ye Hao rubbed his chin, eyeing Luo Yao as she cracked her knuckles.
Hiss~
No surprise from a tough chick like her. Every move a killer.
Ye Hao’s flashy combo? Wrecked by one uppercut from Luo Yao.
Body and soul bruised. Quiet was better.
One word, and his jaw throbbed harder.
“‘Cause I’m the big sis. Looking after my little bro. Wrong?”
She hadn’t pegged Ye Hao’s defenses so tight.
Moves were solid, just…
Fists too soft?
“Nah…”
Your fists hit like trucks. You call the shots…
A grown man bested by a woman? Back to the forge with you!
Ye Hao was a trash brother.
“Still hurt?”
Luo Yao felt a pang of guilt.
Too rough.
Damage the kid, and who’d carry on the line?
Oblivious to her own outfit, Luo Yao eased down in front of him.
Inspected her brother’s wounds close.
“Whew~~~ Hurt?”
Her caring look hit Ye Hao.
If this were some shady vid plot… Things’d be rolling already.
Big macho Ye Hao in this spot? No backing down. Act tough.
“This?”
“Hurts.”
How couldn’t it?
First real hit since he dove into books.
No way it didn’t sting.
Claim otherwise? Bullsh*t.
Hell yeah!
Seeing Ye Hao’s pitiful pout, Luo Yao shut her eyes.
Idea struck.
Now, huddled by the bed, Ye Hao watched that flawless face loom closer.
Brain shorted. What now!?
One line popped up. Folks don’t feel pain after death…
Oh sh*t!
“Stop! No! No no no! Not worth it! Not worth it, Yao Sis! Pull back!”
No way!
Tiny scrape, and a life lost!?
Hey folks.
Name’s Ye Hao.
Almost offed by my own sis.
All ’cause of one punch.
“Really? Real as enoki mushrooms!”
Once his jaw eased, Ye Hao peered at Luo Yao squatting there.
Nose burned hot…
Spotting his off vibe, Luo Yao leaned in softer.
“What’s up, Hao Hao? Still bad?”
“N-no… I’m fine…”
“I… I’m good…”
Luo Yao: ???
“Good? All good?”
“Yeah. I’m good…”
Eyeing his clueless sis, Ye Hao sniffed hard.
No.
Keep this up?
Nosebleed city tonight…
“Uh… Yao Sis. It’s late. You take my bed tonight. I… Sniff~ I’ll crash on the couch…”
Sensing the weird turn, Ye Hao bolted the room.
As expected. He bled. Gushed!
“Hao Hao?”
Luo Yao blinked at his frantic exit.
Then the light caught it. Drops on the floor…
Blood…
“Blood?”
Recalling Ye Hao clutching his nose as he fled.
The stains. Her own getup.
Click.
“Dopey brother…”
Luo Yao sighed, resigned.
But her lips quirked up.
At least his tastes ran normal. And yeah. She still had it.
Those legs pack heat!
Nose staunched, Ye Hao slunk to the couch.
Curled under his fave blankie.
Brain looped that scene nonstop.
“Done for… Gonna sprout boils or what…”
Half hour later…
“Screw it. Can’t sleep…”
One hour…
Ye Hao: Zzz…
Zzzz…
In the dream, Ye Hao stood sharp in a suit.
Church awash in blooms. Bouquet of vivid roses in hand.
Every face around beamed smiles. A breeze whispered through.
Petals rained from above…
Amid the floral cascade, faceless women approached. Each clutching flowers.
“This… A dream…”
The haze tempted hard.
But Ye Hao snapped it.
Dream… Scene flipped. Somewhere dark. A dagger hurtled at him…
“F*ck!”
Eyes flew open.
Ye Hao scanned the familiar room. Wiped sweat from his brow.
What a trip! Like Earth slamming brakes.
Cosmos moonwalking!
“You hit me like an earthquake, First Date Abercrombie Soul make, We can do this all day Ooh, Jaw dropping Shows topping~”
The handheld’s chime rang familiar.
Ye Hao knew.
F*ck…
***
Six a.m….
Clothes in hand, he hit the bathroom.
Emerged in light sweats. Headed towards the park. A guy’s gotta train.
Strong body’s key to hard study.
Flunk the test? Pave bricks. Worst case? Tricycle hustle for scraps.
“You’re early today…”
“Yeah. Up with the birds.”
“You always wake up this early? Word is, skimping sleep’s a girl’s worst foe.”
“Should I hit back with early to bed, early to rise?”
This big sis?
Ye Hao knew her from way back.
Since he locked in morning jogs.
Always crossed paths with this sporty type.
Her name? Beats him. He just knew.
She waited here every time. Ran together. Unless freak weather…
Like rain… Quake… Hail… Shut it!
Quit padding!
Updates suck as is! (TN: Author’s metacommentary i suppose)
Ye Hao: Padding ain’t my fault.
Yell at the author, that five-star slacker.
“Half hour today too?”
“Yep!”
Ye Hao nodded firm.
Man! Fierce man! Get after it! Even lapped by this sporty sis every run.
Ye Hao wouldn’t quit!
Yup! Today. Ye Hao’s a fierce man too!
“Let’s roll.”
Ye Hao toed the line.
Bounced on toes. Took off. Spot on cue.
Two hundred meters in.
Sporty sis kicked off…
“No progress. But… Mood looks solid today…”
Ye Hao tuned out behind him.
One line looped.
Laozi’s a fierce man today! (TN: A famous Chinese song)
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