Chapter 253

However, even though she had unwittingly helped her good brother, the girl didn't complain. She only felt a slight pang of regret for not having completed her virginity. After all, every man has dreamed of becoming the empress of a harem. But that dream shattered the moment she woke up that morning to find her manhood gone and replaced by a beautiful girl. How could she build a harem without her "tool"? Xia Yan, on the other hand, seemed to possess the special ability to build a harem and maintain harmonious relationships, but he was too innocent. Hua Xin always felt that Xia Yan wouldn't be able to control himself, and if he ended up like Makoto, he'd be in deep trouble. Hua Xin had already learned how terrifying women could be after seeing Lin Qingyu and Liu Ruoyun. However, all of this would eventually resolve itself. With the erosion of time, nothing could resist being erased. She just hoped that by then, she and Xia Yan could still be friends. "Let's come again in winter?" Xia Yan said softly to the girl, looking at the sea before them. "The snow scene here in winter is completely different from what it is now." They sat on a wooden bench, enjoying the shimmering blue sea and the surrounding seagulls and trees. It was only during the off-season, with few tourists, that they had the chance to sit here comfortably; otherwise, it would have been crowded. The sky was already darkening, the pale sunset tinged with pink on the horizon. The time spent on the road and shopping seemed to have prevented them from completing their entire travel plan for the day. The beach they wanted to visit would likely have to wait until tomorrow. It seemed their journey had come to an end here. Hua Xin and Xia Yan weren't in a hurry to rush to all the attractions they needed to see. Perhaps because such opportunities to spend time together were so precious, they both tacitly enjoyed the carefree moment. "Spending twice on the same place? Are you really rich and have nowhere to spend your money?" Hua Xin took off her straw beach hat with a light blue ribbon and draped it over Xia Yan's head, her tone clearly showing her disdain for his suggestion. "Of course, in Xia Yan we should go south, eat hotpot, and sing songs!" The girl leaned back on the bench, a faint longing in her eyes. Her first trip had given her a feeling she couldn't experience through videos on her phone—a feeling she couldn't possibly understand. What she saw was what she saw, but what she experienced was what she truly felt. What she saw could never compare to the reality she had personally experienced; places she hadn't been to remained just that—fantasies. But this trip with Xia Yan had already made Hua Xin very satisfied. She could distinguish between greed and reality; she knew exactly what she should do. After this, there might never be another chance. Xia Yan seemed to understand the girl's unspoken meaning, but he didn't seem to care. Instead, he slowly stood up and extended his hand to Hua Xin. "The crowd's mostly gone, wanna go take a picture?" he said with a light laugh, as if he understood perfectly what a girl who disliked crowds felt. Hua Xin paused, then looked at Xia Yan, whose straw hat looked rather out of place on a girl's body. She reached out and slapped his hand, then jumped off the bench like a child, her tone still stubborn but with a faint smile, "Then I'll reluctantly go take a picture with someone who only knows how to take pictures." Their hands were clasped together, not intertwined, just lightly touching. But that was enough to express their feelings. Undisguised and unawkward expressions were the best love confessions. A photo frame built by the sea, supported by large human hands on either side, appeared before them. Combined with the slightly dark reddish color of the sea, it was somewhat different from the bright sunshine of the daytime. Xia Yan quietly looked at the girl standing in front of the photo frame on his phone screen. The girl in the photo was beautiful, wearing a blue and white dress. Her slender arms, exposed from the sleeves, were not covered by the fabric, and her unbound hair swayed gently in the sea breeze. Her slender figure was not far from him. She was looking at him. He, too, was looking at her. It seemed they should say something, but neither of them spoke. The setting sun shone on the sea, creating a scene where sky and water merged into one—a sight the girl, leaning against the ocean, had never seen before. The drifting clouds in the sky seemed to retain their shape as if adding to the festivities. Now, the whole world consisted of only the two of them. A soft "click" captured the moment forever. 193. Isn't that just promiscuity?! The next morning. Standing in the bathroom, the girl looked in the mirror, gently twisting her body, her hands occasionally lifting her skirt, looking at her clothes with a happy expression. Earlier in the fitting room, Xia Yan's decisive payment had distracted her from properly examining the outfit she was wearing. Returning home late that night, she was so tired she went straight to bed. This morning, while washing up, she finally got to properly "admire" the dress she was wearing. The fabric was excellent, a noticeable difference in feel compared to her usual polyester short-sleeved shirts, breaking Hua Xin long-held belief that "anything is fine as long as it's wearable." It turns out that having money means not only having clothes to wear, but also being able to wear comfortable clothes... Throughout her life, she had owned very few clothes, a testament to her secluded lifestyle. In the Little Black, she was alone, so she didn't worry about others judging her. As long as it provided adequate clothing to cover her body, that was enough. Of course, a large part of the reason was simply a lack of money. After "getting together" with Xia Yan wasn't completely oblivious. Having frequent contact with girls, he clearly understood how a "boyfriend" should treat his girlfriend. It wasn't just about paying for meals and buying her game skins; he also planned to buy her clothes, jewelry, and cosmetics. However, ever since he gave her a lipstick on New Year's Eve, Hua Xin wouldn't let him spend any more money on her, no matter what he said. After all, Hua Xin had already gotten a winter down jacket from Xia Yan's house, and naturally, she wasn't used to Xia Yan always spending money on her. Psychologically, the girl was also somewhat unable to accept it. She wouldn't let Xia Yan get the dress and shoes for free; she would find an opportunity to give him something in return. But now... Hua Xin gently lifted the hems of her skirt, like a princess from 2D anime, slightly crouching down in a graceful gesture. However, the skirt was clearly not the kind worn at high-end banquets or parties; it was just a fitted dress. Her movements were somewhat stiff, and the lifted skirt didn't fill out properly, instead revealing the part of her legs above the knees... Looking at her reflection in the mirror, Hua Xin blushed deeply, her fair face instantly turning a pale pink, overwhelmed by shame... She didn't know how she could make such a suggestive gesture! Although she had seen her naked body while bathing, this state of being partially concealed by clothing was clearly more alluring.