"A Ze, I've been thinking for a long time..." Su Yu let out a long sigh, feeling comfortable all over.
"Thinking about what?" Qin Ze asked without stopping.
"If Yu was born, why was Liang born too? How do you answer that?" Su Yu asked in puzzlement. "Is there even an answer?"
To her, it was just an ordinary sigh. How was that even a question?
"I refuse to answer," Qin Ze said.
"Why?"
"No reason."
Qin Ze lowered his head and continued the massage, careful and patient.
The proper answer was: Of course Liang's mother gave birth to Liang.
The improper answer was: Heh heh heh.
Qin Ze ignored her, and Su Yu fell silent too. Mainly because it felt too good. They had gone at it too late last night; her lower back hurt, and she was short on sleep.
By the time Qin Ze asked whether she was hungry, she had already fallen asleep.
Her face was peaceful, like that of a newborn child—innocent and carefree.
Probably every beautiful woman looked like this when she slept quietly. His sister was the same; once those bewitching eyes of hers were closed, her entire aura changed. Zi Jin Jie's oval face was even cuter. He always wanted to pinch it, yet feared waking her.
He wondered what she had looked like before the baby fat had faded from her cheeks.
Qin Ze tucked Su Yu in, intending to wake her and have her sleep in another position. They were already not that big; if they got squashed flat... After thinking it over, he decided not to disturb her.
He closed the door and left the room, tied on an apron, washed the vegetables, and started cooking.
A few times when he had stayed here, he had found it too