Sister, I'm Sorry (MTL) [COMPLETED]

09. Red marks

Shu Yun's aunt, who finally calmed down, was disturbed by these two people and showed signs of being pretentious.

It's okay for the little boy to quarrel, why bother with the god Yannan?

It's probably brother to heart, he doesn't see his brother being ridiculed for his poor learning, so he deliberately finds fault.

Shu Yun suddenly felt that "that man" was not as cold as he imagined.

She resisted the soreness in her lower abdomen and comforted the heartbroken little boy softly:

"You are only fourteen years old, and you haven't grown up yet. In a few years, maybe you will become tall and handsome like this brother."

The little boy glanced at Yan Nan silently.

Although this brother doesn't speak nicely, he is really tall, and he looks as handsome as a movie star, more handsome than the most handsome boy he has ever seen--that idiot brother Yan Bei from Grandma Yang's house-- It should be good-looking, with a more mature and noble taste.

The little boy's mood turned cloudy, and Yan Nan's mood also showed some sunshine.

He was a little helpless, he was no longer a kid in junior high and high school, and he was complacent for a while after being praised by girls as "tall and handsome".

After the chattering young boy left, the flower shop was so silent that only the low-pitched sound of the air conditioner was left.

"Senior, please wait a while, Grandma Yang's flowers need to be pruned again."

Yan Nan nodded.

The aisle in the flower shop is narrow, the two of them passed by by mistake, and their bare arms gently touched.

Yan Nan turned sideways to avoid him, but Shu Yun's pace was very casual.

She was very relaxed in this little corner of the world, very different from her perfect and weak appearance on a college campus.

At least in school, Yan Nan couldn't see her wearing such short pants.

The legs are really white and thin, but not weak.

Holding sharp scissors, she was very skilled in trimming the flowers. A yellow leaf fell on her white feet. The little girl tightened her sandals and kicked the flying leaves.

"You're done~"

Shu Yun stood up from the chair holding the repackaged bouquet.

She took two steps forward, her face pale.

There was a stinging pain in the lower abdomen, accompanied by a heat flow, and the unrestrained aunt made chaos in her body with great fanfare.

Shu Yun almost fainted in pain.

Surrounded by soft and fragile flowers and leaves, Shu Yun was desperate to survive, so he had no choice but to grab the most solid thing he could see—Yan Nan's arm.

Yan Nan frowned.

Unexpectedly, he didn't dislike Shu Yun's touch, but the girl's hands were as cold as ice, and the palms were sweating, making it hard not to worry.

The girl's slender and straight back slowly hunched down, she quickly released Yan Nan's arm, bent into a small shrimp, squatted on the ground and hugged her knee.

"I'm fine."

A few words overflowed from her mouth, with a shallow voice, as if she was using all her strength,

"Just squat for a while."

"Um."

The girl at her feet was shrunk into a small ball, with long hair hanging down from the back of her neck, revealing a snow-white and delicate neck.