Chapter 387: What Day Is It Today? Sharing the Same Boat
by xennovelChapter 387: What Day Is It Today? Sharing the Same Boat
Mid-Autumn, the second month of autumn, on the full day of the eighth lunar month.
Xiao Yu wanted to show off… No, to display his divine favor in public.
He intended to impress Mu Qingwu.
He would personally make delicious mooncakes for his sister…
Flirting with a girl means winning her favor—you have to be proactive and bold.
A little teasing here and there will leave a lasting impression over time.
Of course, that’s for ordinary girls.
When it comes to Mu Qingwu, you need to bring some extra flair.
You also need your sister’s willing consent; otherwise, you’re just talking to thin air.
Just like now.
Mu Qingwu happily stood beside Xiao Yu, watching her little brother make mooncakes.
At this moment, she was nothing more than a simple, silly woman.
Happiness is all that matters!
Xiao Yu was convinced that a woman’s beauty lay in her unabashed, endearing foolishness.
Sister, you’re beautiful right now!
What about a man’s charm?
Well… only if his lies are so outrageous they’re obvious!
“Sis, listen up,”
Xiao Yu, grinning widely as he worked on the mooncakes, said, “They say when I was born, a swirl of auspicious clouds appeared in the northern sky, drifting closer until it settled on our roof and turned into one word… ‘Handsome!'”
“Ha ha!”
Mu Qingwu burst into laughter, clutching her pregnant belly. “I think it was three words.”
Xiao Yu laughed and asked, “Really?”
“Shameless!”
Mu Qingwu’s eyes crinkled with laughter.
“Sis, you can’t always be like this,”
Xiao Yu grumbled, “Men love to brag. Back when I used to hang around at bars, I’d pretend to be highly educated—always saying, ‘Thanks for the invite, I just landed abroad!'”
Mu Qingwu leaned against her little brother, giggling, “You sure do boast!”
“But still, honesty counts,”
Xiao Yu grinned, “Boast too much online and you might end up embarrassed when you get called out.”
Mu Qingwu asked, laughing, “Little brother, why are you always so happy?”
“Well, you have to learn how to make yourself happy. When you’re happy, your mood lifts and you have the energy for anything,” Xiao Yu replied with a wave.
Smack—he pounded a mooncake onto the chopping board.
Mu Qingwu inquired, “Is there ever a time when you’re not happy?”
“There’s no way,”
Xiao Yu continued pressing the dough and filling into the mooncake mold.
Curious, Mu Qingwu asked, “So what do you do when you’re feeling down?”
“Simple,”
After a moment’s thought, Xiao Yu laughed and explained, “For example, you register on a website with the username ‘Dad.’ Once you do, a prompt pops up saying, ‘Dad, your username was successfully registered!'”
“Ha ha ha ha!”
Mu Qingwu burst into laughter and playfully punched her little brother, “You little rascal!”
“See? Doesn’t that make you happy?”
Xiao Yu spread his hands, “By the way, Mom’s coming soon to check if I’m making mooncakes or cooking. I wonder if I’ll get scolded!”
Mu Qingwu chuckled, “Little brother, why are you so scared of Mom-in-law?”
“Well, she might hit me—that’s one reason,”
The thought of Mom sent a chill through Xiao Yu. “My mom can really lay into me; I can never win an argument with her!”
“Really? Tell me more,” Mu Qingwu said, astonished.
Her little brother’s mouth… tsk!
“For example, before I met you,”
A warm, sunlit smile spread across Xiao Yu’s face.
Back then, he had just graduated from the police academy…
……
Xiao Yu: “Mom, if I get married, can I sleep in, not work, and play games all day?”
Mom: “Who needs another dad? Wake up! It’s still early; stop dreaming.”
Xiao Yu: “Mom, I’d rather have my freedom than get tangled in relationships. Can you stop setting me up on blind dates?”
Mom: “Ha… You call that freedom when no one wakes you up in the morning and no one waits for you at night?”
Xiao Yu: “Mom, if I get married, you’ll even get a cut. Otherwise, why are you always rushing me?”
Mom: “I can’t help it. Everyone already has a second child, and you’re not even a backup option.”
Xiao Yu: “Once I’m married with kids, I won’t be able to live like I do now. So why should I tie myself down?”
Mom: “What state are you in? In your twenties with a ten-year budget, a toddler’s sense of responsibility… no, even a ten-year-old’s finances are better than yours!”
Xiao Yu: “Clearly, you’re not my real mom. I really don’t feel like chatting… Can’t you say something nice for once?”
Mom: “Praise you? Like, ‘You still wet the bed at five?'”
Xiao Yu: “…Mom, is that how you praise? You should say, ‘Little Yu, having you is truly a blessing!'”
Mom: “Ha, exactly. Ever since you arrived, I’ve been convinced… You’re 22 now! People your age were dating, marrying, and having kids long ago, while you haven’t even shown interest. If you don’t want to go on blind dates, why not hand out flyers? You might just meet someone quirky.”
Xiao Yu: “…”
……
“Ha ha ha ha!”
After listening to his ‘mother-son chat,’ Mu Qingwu laughed so hard she nearly gasped for air.
Had Xiao Yu not caught her in time, she might have collapsed laughing on the ground.
“Sis, you still have the nerve to laugh,”
Xiao Yu lowered his head and nibbled on her red lips. “Then that day, I met you… It was like fate. I was supposed to go to Room 9, but I ended up in the room where you were.”
“Was it 217?”
Mu Qingwu recalled that day, her beautiful eyes sparkling like stars. “If I hadn’t come looking for you, we might never have met, right?”
“Yeah,”
Xiao Yu nodded with a grin. “You have no idea—back then, you brought two bodyguards into the room, and I was so scared I almost wet myself!”
“Ha ha!”
Mu Qingwu laughed coquettishly, “Stop pretending—are you really that scared?”
Though she had never seen just how formidable he could be,
her little brother never mentioned his cases.
Just thinking about those eight first-class commendations—it must have involved rivers of blood!
A man who could lead the National Security team claiming he’s a coward—can you believe it?
“Why aren’t you afraid?”
Xiao Yu chuckled, “I fear Mom, I fear you, and someday, I fear for our baby.”
“Idiot!”
Mu Qingwu buried her face in her little brother’s arms.
Is that fear?
Or is it love?
“Sometimes, being a fool isn’t so bad,”
Xiao Yu wrapped his arms around Mu Qingwu, his hand gently stroking her pregnant belly as he smiled tenderly, “I’m just glad you’re here in this life, sis.”
“You…”
Mu Qingwu whispered, “You’re here too!”
What a fated night, drifting in midstream.
What day is it today? Sharing this boat.
A tangle as endless as sand slipping through a finger!