As Long as Sister Follows My Rhythm

The sun sank over Caizhou City, dyeing half the town in a warm orange hue.

A cool evening breeze swept through the streets, carrying a refreshing chill.

Since the KTV Feng Youqing had booked wasn’t too far from the apartment, Gu Luo and the others decided to walk there, taking the opportunity to stroll and enjoy the wind.

Gu Luo was dressed casually, while the girls had put in extra effort—wearing their prettiest outfits and light makeup.

With their lively chatter and the faint scent of perfume lingering in the air, an onlooker might have mistaken them for a group of aspiring starlets scouted on the street.

As they walked, Xi Man—dressed in a JK outfit with her legs wrapped in white thigh-high socks—suddenly asked,

"Hey, Gu Luo, how many words did you write today?"

"Cough..."

Gu Luo scratched his nose awkwardly and gave a vague answer. "Uh... a few hundred, maybe..."

At the same time, Lu Xuexue’s cheeks flushed bright red.

"A few hundred? Wow, Gu Luo, you’re really slacking," Xi Man teased, nudging Lu Xuexue’s fair arm meaningfully.

Earlier, after chatting with Shuling, she’d returned to her room and noticed Xuexue hadn’t come back.

She’d considered checking Gu Luo’s room but decided against it—figuring the two deserved some alone time.

But she hadn’t expected Gu Luo to have only written a few hundred words all day.

Either he had no inspiration left...

Or his time had been spent elsewhere.

And judging by Xuexue’s shy expression, it wasn’t hard to guess what they’d been up to.

"Huh? Brother, what’s this about writing?"

Luo Shuling, like a curious kitten catching a whiff of something interesting, perked up instantly.

"Oh, well..."

Gu Luo immediately launched into an explanation.

Gradually, the group of six split into three pairs.

Gu Luo and Luo Shuling walked at the front, side by side, deep in conversation. Xi Man and Lu Xuexue trailed in the middle, their heads close together. Meanwhile, Luo Shuning and Luo Shuhe brought up the rear, their shadows stretching long under the streetlights.

"Confess now, and I’ll go easy on you. What exactly did you two do?"

Xi Man lowered her voice, her nose nearly brushing Xuexue’s burning ear.

Though she wasn’t jealous of Xuexue, she was fiercely protective of Gu Luo’s "first time."

"N-nothing much..."

Xuexue glanced around to make sure no one was listening before whispering, barely audible, "We just... got a little intimate..."

"Really? Just a little?"

Xi Man wasn’t buying it.

Xuexue’s eyes darted away. "...Really, just a little."

"Didn’t go all the way?"

"...No."

"Seriously?"

"...Seriously."

Seeing Xi Man’s lingering suspicion, Xuexue hurried to explain, "The door lock was broken... how could we? And it was broad daylight..."

"Fair enough."

Xi Man finally relaxed.

At least Gu Luo’s first time was still intact.

She wondered if she should just take matters into her own hands.

Otherwise, the Luo sisters might snatch it away first.

On the other side...

Luo Shuhe held onto Luo Shuning’s arm, her gaze steady as she asked softly,

"Big sister, are you okay?"

Shuning’s complexion was pale, clearly from lack of sleep. She nodded slightly. "...I’m fine."

"Made up your mind?" Shu He pressed.

"I..."

Shuning stared at Gu Luo’s back, silent for a long moment before finally speaking.

"I... I’ve decided."

"Decided what?" Shu He urged.

"About... what you said—the three of us living together..." Shuning forced the words out, then quickly added,

"But... not yet. Not until you’ve all truly forgiven me."

"I’ve already forgiven you."

Shu He answered without hesitation, her tone light, as if the rift between them had never existed.

"..."

Shuning opened her mouth but found her throat clogged, unable to speak.

"And brother will forgive you soon too."

Shu He patted the back of her hand reassuringly.

In the twilight, the girl’s eyes gleamed with determination. "Just follow my lead, sister."

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