I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 159 - 155: Afraid of Thunder

Chapter 159: Chapter 155: Afraid of Thunder

The clock hands were nearing 12, perhaps because she slept too much in the afternoon, or maybe it was Xie Ying’an’s words—Qingran had no desire to sleep, tossing and turning in bed.

As the competition and final exams were drawing near, Qingran actually had no mood to guess why Xie Ying’an differed from the male protagonist described in the book.

Having lived together for so many years, everyone was flesh and blood with their own thoughts, she could no longer treat them as flat characters from a book,

After all, she and Xie Ying’an were childhood friends, she couldn’t bring herself to say anything heartless, and she realized she wasn’t as indifferent to Xie Ying’an as she thought.

Anyway, Xie Ying’an’s words were vague, she might as well play dumb.

Future matters could wait until later.

What else could she do?

The weather, gloomy all day, finally started to rain late at night, typical of summer showers.

After a flash of lightning, a loud clap of thunder followed.

Qingran secretly cursed and quickly got out of bed, slipped on her flip-flops, and prepared to head out.

While walking, she couldn’t help but criticize the author of the book in her mind, wondering why the author didn’t set the main male and female characters or the supporting characters to be afraid of thunder, but instead, set a fearless school bully to be afraid of thunder, which was really absurd.

Qingran opened her door and walked out, the motion-sensor light in the living room upstairs automatically turned on, emitting a warm yellow glow.

The rain did not alleviate the heat, but made it even more suffocating.

Qingran stood in front of Li Qingmo’s door, patiently knocking several times, then waited by the door.

It’s not that Li Qingmo had locked his door, on the contrary, she was sure her brother never locked his door while sleeping, but her brother had no grace while sleeping, especially in such hot weather, he’d definitely be only wearing boxers.

Qingran did not want to see an embarrassing sight, knocking and waiting also gave her brother time to get dressed.

However, after waiting outside the door for a full three minutes, sweat almost breaking out on her forehead, Li Qingmo inside did not respond, and she began to wonder if the thunder had scared Li Qingmo into shock.

Qingran deliberately knocked during a break in the thunder.

Still, Li Qingmo did not react, but Xie Ying’an from next door opened his door, looking surprised at Qingran and then at Li Qingmo’s closed door.

The young man stepped out, he had changed into a black pajama, which probably was the same design as the gray one he wore before, because both featured a small bear pattern.

The thunder rumbled again, Xie Ying’an raised an eyebrow: "Your brother is still afraid of thunder?"

The tone was incredulous.

Xie Ying’an knew about Li Qingmo’s childhood fear of thunder, after all, once it thundered, the usually mischievous Li Qingmo would huddle in his room or stay close to adults, not moving an inch.

Because of this, Li Qingmo was often mocked by the kids in the courtyard when he was younger.

As he grew older, Li Qingmo could continue playing unfazed even during thunderstorms, much to the regret of the courtyard kids who missed mocking him, even Xie Ying’an thought he should have overcome his fear of thunder by now.

Qingran shook her head and knocked twice more before answering: "He’s not that scared during the day, but at night when he’s by himself, he’s still afraid."

Every year around this time, Qingran would come to Li Qingmo’s room to accompany him, having someone with him would make Li Qingmo less afraid, and to feel less scared, he would obediently let Qingran take the bed while he slept on the floor.

Concerned whether Li Qingmo was just in his boxers, Qingran waited, but Xie Ying’an had no such qualms.

He went over, turned the doorknob, and of course, Li Qingmo hadn’t locked the door, it opened easily.

Xie Ying’an turned on the light in Li Qingmo’s room, Qingran also peeked in from behind him, she couldn’t see anything clearly before Xie Ying’an subtly blocked her line of sight.

The air conditioning inside was set very low, the half of Qingran’s body that was inside felt a chill, and as she looked around, she indeed couldn’t see Li Qingmo, just a high mound formed by the quilt on the bed.

Xie Ying’an glanced at Qingran, and Qingran retreated outside the door before he went over to pull Li Qingmo’s quilt.

Li Qingmo was lying in bed with headphones on, playing a game. Suddenly, Xie Ying’an yanked his quilt away, scaring him into yelling out loud.

After seeing it was Xie Ying’an, Li Qingmo took off his headphones with an annoyed expression and asked, "What are you doing in my room in the middle of the night?"

As they were speaking, a flash of light passed outside, followed by a thunderous boom.

Li Qingmo’s face paled instantly from fright, he threw his phone and with a loud yell, he leaped onto Xie Ying’an, clinging onto him tightly with his arms and legs, no longer the arrogant and domineering attitude he had earlier.

Xie Ying’an: "..."

With more than a hundred pounds of weight hanging on him, Xie Ying’an’s first reaction was still to shout at Qingran, who was trying to peek in again: "Get out! Don’t come in!!!"

His voice was even louder than the terrified scream Li Qingmo let out earlier due to the thunder.

Qingran obediently stayed outside the door, not daring to peek again. Seeing Xie Ying’an’s reaction, she knew her brother must be only wearing his underwear again.

Assured that Qingran hadn’t come in, Xie Ying’an breathed a sigh of relief. He put his hands behind his back and commanded Li Qingmo, who was still clinging to him, "Get off!"

Without the frightening thunder, Li Qingmo obediently let go and jumped to the floor. Seeing Xie Ying’an’s stern face, he accused first, "I was playing my game fine, I had no idea there was thunder outside. Why did you come to disturb me?"

Xie Ying’an gave Li Qingmo a deep look, his dark eyes filled with disdain.

Li Qingmo felt uncomfortable under his gaze, jumped into bed, and pulled the quilt that was thrown aside over himself.

"Where are your clothes?" Xie Ying’an asked him.

"I took them off," Li Qingmo answered matter-of-factly.

Xie Ying’an felt a throbbing in his temples and impatiently pinched his brow, "Do you really go to bed without wearing any clothes at night?"

Li Qingmo glanced at Xie Ying’an, scoffed disdainfully, "In such hot weather, who would wrap up so tightly like you?"

Another flash of lightning. Qingran stealthily peeked from outside the door. Li Qingmo didn’t care what Xie Ying’an was saying anymore, pulling the quilt over him and rolling into a dumpling, faintly shivering underneath.

A burly man and a school bully, this sight was truly embarrassing to witness.

Qingran used the thunder sound to gently step inside. Xie Ying’an put down his hand from pinching his brow and glanced at Qingran without saying anything.

When the thunder completely stopped, Qingran finally called out to Li Qingmo, "Brother?"

Li Qingmo didn’t respond, probably still covering his ears.

Xie Ying’an checked the time; it was already past midnight. He urged Qingran to go back and sleep, "We have classes tomorrow, you should go back and sleep."

Li Qingmo still wrapped in the quilt gave no response, Qingran feeling helpless and not wanting to argue with Xie Ying’an, turned around and went back to her room.

Once he felt confident that the thunder was gone, Li Qingmo slowly peeked his eyes out from under the thin quilt. The room’s light was still on, but Xie Ying’an was nowhere to be seen.

Li Qingmo mumbled complaints about Xie Ying’an not being a good bro, started to feel around the bed for his phone, thinking about how he had just dropped his teammates in the game, those teammates were probably going to report him now, then suddenly the thunder roared again without even any prior flash of lightning.

"Wow!" Li Qingmo hugged his head, yelling from under the quilt, "Xie Ying’an? Xie Ying’an? Li Qingran? Xie Ying’an???"

Woo! At least come over and keep him company.

Ignoring Li Qingmo’s wild shouting, Xie Ying’an who came in with a quilt, didn’t respond. He closed the door and started making a makeshift bed on the floor.

Finding the light in the room too bright, he even walked over and turned off the room light.

Without the light stimulation from the phone, Li Qingmo, still under the thin quilt, could see the room darken, and thinking the power went off again due to the thunder, he started shouting even louder.

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