Another 'Luo Shuling' (Three-in-Two, Gifts Please)

"Achoo!"

The four of them were searching for stray cats in the park when Gu Luo suddenly sneezed violently, completely out of the blue.

"Bro, are you catching a cold?" Luo Shuling reacted instantly, slapping Gu Luo's shoulder with exaggerated force while grinning mischievously. "You can't afford to be this weak. How about this—starting tomorrow, I’ll wake up early every morning to go jogging with you!"

"You mean you want me to jog with you..." Gu Luo couldn’t help but retort.

He flicked her forehead without hesitation—a move he’d grown so accustomed to that it felt almost second nature. And honestly, the satisfying thwack was downright addictive.

"Ow...!" Luo Shuling clutched her forehead for what felt like the millionth time.

"Dear friend, should I get you some medicine?" Situ Wenyao asked with genuine concern, looking more like a doting little sister than Luo Shuling herself.

He was practically paranoid about his "substitute" pet (Gu Luo) falling ill.

But then, something clicked in his mind.

Wait... what did the club president just call her dear friend?

Bro?

Just then, Huang Anlu, who had been walking ahead of the group, calmly explained, "I only just found out that the president and Gu Luo are sworn siblings."

"Oh, and the president’s a bro-con, while Gu Luo’s a sis-con."

Her words were, as always, concise and to the point—no unnecessary fluff.

"Wait... hold up... what?" Situ Wenyao’s voice trembled as he struggled to contain the tsunami of schadenfreude surging inside him. He cautiously pressed, "So you’re telling me my dear friend not only has two twin-tailed freshman hotties as sisters but is also sworn siblings with the president and her triplets?"

"Meaning, the five most beautiful and adorable girls across freshman and sophomore years are all his sisters? Is that what you’re saying?"

"Correct." Huang Anlu nodded impassively.

"This... this is..."

The confirmation hit Situ Wenyao like a lightning bolt. He staggered backward, nearly losing his balance.

With a look of utter disbelief (though internally, he was thriving), he pointed at Gu Luo and gasped, "...Dear... friend... you’ve been hiding this way too well..."

This is amazing...

Absolutely amazing...

In that moment, he once again grasped the sheer artistry of his dear friend’s low-key flexing.

Keeping something as explosive as living with triplet sworn sisters under wraps, only to reveal it at the perfect moment for maximum shock value?

Genius.

Five top-tier beauty sisters? What guy wouldn’t be green with envy?

Hell, most would be over the moon just to have one.

Ahhh... this is the good stuff...

Gu Luo could only offer an awkward chuckle. "Sorry, Situ. I didn’t mention it earlier because I didn’t want anyone overreacting."

See?

Exactly as expected.

This was precisely why he’d kept it a secret—to avoid unnecessary chaos.

And honestly, Situ Wenyao’s reaction was mild compared to what their classmates would do. The others would probably devolve into screeching baboons, hollering "Big Bro-in-law!" five hundred times a day.

"Dear friend..."

Situ Wenyao barely managed to suppress his internal glee, speaking with grave sincerity. "Here’s the thing... I’m genuinely worried the guys in our class might murder you..."

"So if you do go public with this, you have to call me..."

"I need to be there... so I can at least take half the beatings for you..."

Touched, Gu Luo felt a surge of gratitude.

This was what true friendship looked like.

Still, he couldn’t help but ask, puzzled, "Is it... really that big a deal?"

Huang Anlu shook her head and explained matter-of-factly, "Gu Luo, you’ve only been at Guangya for two weeks. You don’t truly understand the president’s popularity here."

"To put it bluntly, your current fame is only half of hers."

"The students who like you are mostly girls. But the president? Everyone in this school adores her—students and faculty."

"And if forced to choose between you and her, 80% of the girls would pick the president. The remaining 20%? Pure simps."

"That powerful?" Gu Luo wasn’t exactly thick-skinned, but he was aware of his own rising reputation at Guangya—especially after the school festival, where his popularity had skyrocketed to insane levels.

Yet even that paled in comparison to Little Sun (Luo Shuling)?

He’d known she was the most popular of the triplets, but this extreme?

"Naturally. During her freshman year—" Huang Anlu started to elaborate, but Luo Shuling cut her off with a playful giggle.

"Ehh, enough already~"

"It’s not that exaggerated. I’m just a cute little bro-con, that’s all~"

With that, she snugly wrapped her arms around Gu Luo’s, her starry-eyed fangirl demeanor a far cry from Guangya’s top idol-like beauty.

The sight hit Situ Wenyao like a critical strike.

His heart ached.

This was peak fantasy material—the kind of wish-fulfillment that stabbed straight into the soul.

Not that he was getting off on his dear friend being hugged by a beauty. No, what thrilled him was imagining the sheer envy on everyone else’s faces if they saw this.

He couldn’t even fathom how god-tier it would feel to have the school’s #1 goddess cling to his arm in front of the entire student body.

Dear friend... we must be brothers for life.

No—for all our lives!

"Could you not..." Gu Luo tried to pull his arm free.

But then—

"Dear friend! Don’t you dare move!"

Situ Wenyao barely reined in his excitement, speaking with exaggerated solemnity. "As an older brother, how could you reject your sister’s affection like this?"

"That’s wrong! That’s divisive!"

"Are you trying to sow discord?!"

"???"

Huh?

Gu Luo blinked, utterly lost.

Why was this guy so worked up?

He was acting like he’d overdosed on hype, spouting nonsense.

But thanks to the interruption, his arm remained trapped.

Satisfied, Situ Wenyao nodded eagerly. "Dear friend, these days, it’s totally normal for siblings to link arms. Tomorrow, the moment you step onto campus, you must let the president hold your arm—to showcase your sibling bond."

"But don’t worry, I’ll be right there to protect you."

"......"

Gu Luo had a strong suspicion Situ Wenyao wanted him dead.

Publicly linking arms wasn’t a sibling flex—it was a one-way ticket to getting jumped.

Still, if the secret was out, so be it.

He was already infamous enough—one more scandal wouldn’t change much.

He had underestimated Little Sun’s influence, though.

"Such a good subordinate~" Luo Shuling winked, keeping one arm hooked around Gu Luo’s while giving Situ Wenyao a thumbs-up with the other.

"Alright, enough fun. Let’s get back to work."

Huang Anlu noticed that the three of them were about to forget all about the club activities and promptly reminded them.

"Leave it to me! Best friends and the club president should focus on strengthening their sibling bond!" With that, Situ Wenyao bent down, carrying the cat carrier, and began calling, "Here, kitty, kitty," as he searched around.

Step by step, he wandered farther away, and suddenly, he clutched his head in exhilaration.

This is amazing...

Situ Wenyao couldn’t even imagine the scene when, in front of everyone, he’d shout at Gu Luo and Luo Shuling—"Gu Luo, you and your sister really get along well, huh?"

The impact of that moment...

Just thinking about it sent shivers down his spine.

Just thinking about it was pure bliss!

Meanwhile, as Gu Luo watched Haji Yao’s retreating figure, he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.

It was too strange—hard to put into words, but undeniably awkward.

"Brother, let’s just rest here for a bit and enjoy the breeze," Luo Shuling said, tugging lightly at Gu Luo’s sleeve as she pulled him down to sit on the grass.

Gu Luo let himself be guided, settling down beside her.

Deep down, he could never bring himself to refuse his sister.

And that was exactly why he was always at the mercy of the little devil, Luo Shuhe.

"You two..."

Huang Anlu was about to speak when Luo Shuling waved her off with a smile. "Relax, we’ll definitely finish the club work before the afternoon."

She stretched lazily, adding, "The wind feels so nice today—let’s treat this as a little outing."

"My dear Anlu, you don’t have to be so serious all the time. Life is meant to be enjoyed!"

With that, she comfortably rested her head against Gu Luo’s shoulder.

Seeing this, Huang Anlu hesitated, but eventually sat down on the grass as well.

"Here, kitty, kitty..."

"Kitty... kitty..."

"Wait for me, kitty..."

Just then, a beautiful calico cat darted out from nowhere.

Situ Wenyao trailed behind it cautiously, but the little calico had no interest in humoring him.

After all, cats and dogs were fundamentally different.

Cats were naturally more independent and wary.

Watching this, Huang Anlu instinctively adjusted her glasses and was about to stand up to help when Gu Luo made a soft clicking sound with his tongue.

Then, something magical happened.

The calico immediately pivoted, tail raised high, and trotted straight toward him.

At the same time...

Not far behind the four of them...

Another "Luo Shuling" stood silently, watching Gu Luo and Luo Shuling.

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