I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 135 - 131: Call Me Brother and I’ll Forgive You

Chapter 135: Chapter 131: Call Me Brother and I’ll Forgive You

Saturday evening, Qingran and the two of them were sitting at the dining table eating together.

Li Qing Mo occasionally gave Xie Ying’an a provocative look, while Xie Ying’an quietly ate his meal without sparing him a glance.

As a result, Li Qing Mo became even angrier, his movements with the bowl and chopsticks significantly harsher.

Qingran also ate in silence, completely ignoring the cold war between them.

Moreover, this cold war was blatantly one-sided on her brother’s part.

Whereas Xie Ying’an remained expressionless the whole time, Li Qing Mo managed to infuriate himself to death, which was truly something.

Snap!

Chopsticks were slapped on the dining table, Li Qing Mo gave Xie Ying’an a glare, accidentally involving Qingran in his resentful gaze, before he took a tissue, wiped his mouth, and went upstairs.

Qingran: "..."

Lately, why had she become an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire?

Pointing at the back of Li Qing Mo, she asked Xie Ying’an, whose attitude remained as calm as ever, "Are you sure you haven’t had a disagreement with my brother?"

It looked like you really annoyed Li Qing Mo.

Xie Ying’an followed Qingran’s gaze and looked at Li Qing Mo’s back, aware of the likely reason for his anger.

It was nothing more than being denied alcohol that day.

Tsk! How petty.

Of course, he couldn’t let Qingran know about the drinking.

Xie Ying’an lowered his head to avoid Qingran’s gaze and said, "I can’t remember clearly, I’ll ask him later."

Qingran eyed him suspiciously, feeling that something was off, but couldn’t pinpoint what it was.

Li Qing Mo still sat with them to do homework, everyone focusing on their own work without disturbing each other.

Qingran was organizing her notes from the day; during the last two classes in the afternoon, Professor Yan slowed down his lecturing pace a lot, so her notes were quite detailed.

Xie Ying’an still skipped the questions he thought were easy, only tackling the challenging ones.

Li Qing Mo had stopped caring about sequence; affected by his ranking still being below Qingran in the recent exam, which was a devastating blow, he now didn’t skip any question and wrote answers for everything.

At 9:50 PM, both of them tidied up their things and left.

Before leaving, Li Qing Mo didn’t forget to remind Qingran, "Go to sleep early, don’t keep solving problems. Not sleeping well will make you dumb."

Qingran: "..."

Don’t think I don’t know, you’ve been secretly solving problems until one or two in the morning these past few days!

Xie Ying’an also felt Li Qing Mo made sense: "Professor Yan teaches at a fast pace, we need to be fully attentive during the classes, there’s no need to stay up late solving problems."

Since a top student had spoken, Qingran also dropped the idea of solving a few more problems.

Upon leaving Qingran’s room, Li Qing Mo gave Xie Ying’an a glance and scoffed, showing his annoyance, then swaggered back to his room with his books.

Xie Ying’an watched him for a moment, intending to follow, but suddenly heard noises downstairs and, with brightened eyes, turned to go down.

Li Qing Mo, who deliberately left his door open, waiting for Xie Ying’an to come in and apologize: "..."

Indeed, Mr. Li had come back.

Mr. Li had gotten into the habit of either leaving early and returning late or not coming home at all. On the rare occasions he came back, he would leave early the next morning too.

Sitting on the sofa having tea, Mr. Li was surprised to see Xie Ying’an come downstairs; he glanced at his watch.

"Uncle Li." Xie Ying’an greeted Mr. Li.

Mr. Li let out a hearty laugh: "It’s already ten, An, why haven’t you gone to sleep?"

As his words fell, he answered himself: "That’s right, you young people nowadays stay up late."

Xie Ying’an tugged at the corner of his mouth, poured a cup of water for Mr. Li and handed it over.

The two sat on the sofa chatting, after a while, Xie Ying’an changed the topic.

"Uncle Li, school ended early today. On my way back, I saw a few dirty stray cats by the old tree, scavenging for food. It’s quite remote there, likely hard for them to find food. I heard that Ranran used to feed them, but now our studies have become really pressing, you might not be aware..."

Qingran really hasn’t been feeding the cats recently, she barely has enough time for studying.

Mr. Li then remembered the cats he had someone place near the ancient tree, which were originally just to make his daughter happy. Since she doesn’t have time to feed them, he definitely needs to think of a way to send them away.

Mr. Li patted Xie Ying’an on the shoulder: "Thanks to your reminder, I will find someone to take those cats to the pet store tomorrow."

The young man turned and went upstairs, his handsome brows and eyes filled with pleasure.

Actually, when he came back from school today, he did go to check near the ancient tree.

From a distance, he saw under the blazing sun, a young man in black half squatting in the shade of the ancient tree, seemingly lost in thought while staring at a few chubby stray cats.

It was almost self-explanatory who Ji Yanchen was waiting for at the ancient tree at this time.

After Xie Ying’an returned, his gaze hardly ever left Qingran, fearing she would go out to feed the cats. Thankfully, Qingran is now preoccupied with studying and has no intention of going out.

When Xie Ying’an went upstairs, he just happened to run into Li Qingmo coming downstairs.

The two met face to face, and Li Qingmo still gave Xie Ying’an a glance, deliberately bumping into Xie Ying’an’s shoulder on the wide path before leisurely heading downstairs.

Childish!

Xie Ying’an ignored him, hesitated while heading back to his room, then turned to go to the room next door, Li Qingmo’s.

When Li Qingmo returned with a bottle of ice-cold Coke, he was shocked to see Xie Ying’an sitting in his room, and immediately started yelling: "What are you doing in my room? You liar, get out, I’m telling you..."

Xie Ying’an frowned, his voice neither high nor low as he interrupted: "Shut up!"

Li Qingmo sneered: "Why should I listen to you?"

Xie Ying’an glanced downstairs: "Is Uncle Li back?"

Li Qingmo was taken aback, and hurried to the window to look down, indeed spotting his dad’s car in the yard.

He immediately dared not raise his voice any more. Li Qingmo knew his dad well; if he had a conflict with Xie Ying’an, Uncle Li wouldn’t care whose fault it was, he would ultimately blame it on him.

In Uncle Li’s words: "An is such an obedient child, how could he possibly start trouble first?"

In Uncle Li’s eyes, Li Qingmo was always a troublemaker. Since Li Qingmo was always fighting, being summoned by the school was a frequent event, to the point where Uncle Li felt too embarrassed to attend parent-teacher meetings in elementary school.

Knowing the mischief his son was capable of, Uncle Li would certainly place the blame on his own son’s shoulders.

Stirring up trouble and alerting his father was not beneficial for him; he might even end up being whipped with a belt, Li Qingmo was sensibly aware of the circumstances.

He shook his head and gestured towards the door: "Get out! I don’t want to see you right now!"

Xie Ying’an was adaptable: "I came to apologize."

Li Qingmo’s mouth twitched, revealing his large white teeth, then quickly suppressed it and stubbornly retorted: "Cut it! You think I’d forgive you just because you apologize?"

Xie Ying’an, indifferent: "Up to you."

Li Qingmo got furious again: "Is that your attitude for an apology? There’s no sincerity at all, what kind of apology is that?"

Xie Ying’an remained calm: "Then you tell me, what would count as sincere?"

Li Qingmo rolled his eyes, sizing Xie Ying’an up and down several times, then gulped down the Coke in his hand.

Just as Xie Ying’an was about to misinterpret, Li Qingmo coolly tossed the empty can toward the trash bin. It was only two or three meters away, and while his aim was precise, the can bounced off the rim of the bin and clanged onto the ground.

Li Qingmo: "..."

Damn it!

Showing off failed, how embarrassing.

Xie Ying’an held back from laughing.

Li Qingmo felt somewhat better, then slowly said: "Alright, call me ’brother’, and I’ll forgive you."

Why on earth was Li Qingmo so persistent in making Xie Ying’an call him brother all these years?

"Brother!" Xie Ying’an didn’t hesitate, blurted it out directly.

Even a slight smile was on his lips, without any signs of being coerced.

"..." Li Qingmo opened his eyes wide in surprise, hardly believing his own ears.

Holy shit! All those years, no matter how I coerced or tempted you, you never wanted to call me brother, what’s up with today?

And, even though Xie Ying’an called me brother, why am I not as happy as I imagined?

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