Wang Dong: Actually... I Have an Older Sister

Upon hearing Huo Yun'er's words, Wang Dong's face flushed red instantly.

The blush came quickly and intensely, instantly spreading from her cheeks to her ears, and even her neck was tinged with a light pink.

He stood there, momentarily at a loss, as if he had been paralyzed by magic.

Huo Yuhao, standing beside him, glanced at his expression and couldn't help but chuckle inwardly.

His voice held a hint of amusement as he quickly stepped in to smooth things over. "Mom, Wang Dong is a boy, he's my roommate."

Huo Yun'er was taken aback upon hearing this.

Her gaze fell on Wang Dong, scrutinizing him from head to toe for a while.

The light in those eyes shifted from initial amazement to brief astonishment, and then to a final glimmer of regret... What a pity.

"Oops!"

She clapped her hands, her tone tinged with regret.

"I must have been mistaken. It's just that this young man is too handsome; I didn't realize it for a moment."

These words were spoken sincerely, without the slightest malice.

But Wang Dong's face turned even redder.

He lowered his head, wishing he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

But with those gifts still in her hands, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and hand them over.

"Auntie," he whispered, his voice barely audible, "This is a gift for you."

Huo Yun'er reached out and took it, her smile widening.

"Oh, you're already here, no need to bring gifts, no need to be so polite."

Wang Dong raised his head, trying to make his expression look normal.

His voice regained some of its composure. "After all, this is my first visit, I hope Auntie will like these gifts."

Huo Yun'er smiled even more happily.

"I love it! I love it!" She nodded repeatedly. "Auntie isn't picky at all; I'll like anything you give me!"

As she spoke, she placed the things on the ground by the wall, then turned around and glanced at the two of them.

"Please have a seat." Her tone was warm and eager. "Yuhao's friend is here, so I'm going to cook a few extra dishes today!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the kitchen, her steps light and quick, humming a tuneless little tune.

It didn't take long before Huo Yun'er brought out five dishes and a soup to the table.

The aromas mingled together, wafting straight into the nose and making one's mouth water.

Just smelling the aroma of the food made Wang Dong swallow hard.

He thought to himself, Huo Yuhao was right, his Mom's cooking skills are really good!

"Come on, Wang Dong, eat more!"

Huo Yun'er greeted him with a smile and pushed the dishes toward Wang Dong.

Wang Dong didn't care about being polite at this moment. He picked up a piece of braised pork head and put it in his mouth. The soft, sweet and fragrant taste exploded on his tongue.

His eyes lit up, and he picked up another piece of sweet and sour fish with his chopsticks. It was sweet and sour, and incredibly tender.

Seeing Wang Dong wolfing down his food, Huo Yun'er smiled so hard her eyes curved into crescent moons.

"Eat slowly, eat slowly," she said, but her hands kept piling food into Wang Dong's bowl. "Eat more if you like!"

Wang Dong finally managed to swallow the food in his mouth, then looked up with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Mmm!" He nodded vigorously. "Auntie's cooking is so delicious! Yuhao is so lucky to be able to eat such delicious food every day."

Huo Yun'er looked at Wang Dong and found him more and more pleasing to the eye. He was handsome, polite, and so good at talking.

Suddenly, she remembered something.

"Wang Dong," she said with a smile, "Do you have any older or younger sisters? You could introduce them to Yuhao later."

Huo Yuhao was taken aback by what he heard.

He put down his chopsticks and looked at his mother, a hint of helplessness on his face.

"Mom! I'm only eleven years old."

Huo Yun'er glanced at him and said matter-of-factly, "So what if I'm eleven? I'll date the right person first. Feelings need to be cultivated from a young age."

Huo Yuhao opened his mouth as if to say something, but ultimately kept it closed.

Wang Dong sat to the side, blinking his big, pinkish-blue eyes.

He gently rubbed his left hand, which was under the table.

He then said, "I have an older sister."

Upon hearing this, Huo Yun'er's eyes lit up instantly.

She quickly followed up, "How old is your sister? She must be quite good-looking, right?"

Wang Dong licked his lips, the movement somewhat tense and unnatural.

His voice lowered slightly. "She's my twin sister; she should look exactly like me."

He didn't know what was wrong with him; he had inexplicably blurted out those words.

After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but lower her head.

A blush crept back onto her cheeks.

Huo Yun'er, however, didn't notice any of this. Her face was full of excitement. She slapped her thigh and laughed, "She's a real beauty!"

She looked at Wang Dong, her tone full of expectation.

"Wang Dong, if you think Yuhao is nice, why don't you introduce him to your sister?"

Wang Dong lowered his head, his hands twisting together under the table.

After a moment, she gave a soft "hmm".

"Yuhao is very good."

He nodded, which was taken as agreement.

Wang Dong stayed at Huo Yuhao's house that night.

Lying on the unfamiliar bed, covered with a blanket that smelled of sunshine, he slept soundly.

He grew up in the Clear Sky Sect, but he had no memories of his parents.

All she knew was that her Big Uncle and Second Uncle raised her; two grown men, it was already quite good that they could take care of her food, clothing, and daily necessities.

But during the day he spent at Huo Yuhao's house, he truly experienced what maternal love is.

Huo Yun'er would smile and ask him what he liked to eat, and would keep putting food into his bowl, and would nag him to wear more clothes when it got cold.

Those trivial, ordinary, and even somewhat tedious words, when they fell into his ears, were like the warmest sunshine in winter.

A day passed quickly.

Wang Dong stood at the door, watching Huo Yun'er's back as she busily cleared away the dishes, and a pang of reluctance rose in his heart.

It was evening again. After having dinner, Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong left home, preparing to return to the Shrek Academy.

The afterglow of the setting sun spilled onto the wide street, casting long shadows of the two people.

Huo Yuhao glanced at Wang Dong beside him and saw him with his head down, looking thoughtful, and couldn't help but smile.

His tone held a hint of teasing. "What? You can't bear to part with it?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Dong looked up and glared at him.

That delicate face suddenly admitted, "I just can't bear to part with it, so what?"

He snorted and raised his chin slightly.

"The food Auntie makes is indeed very much to my liking!"

Huo Yuhao's smile deepened as he looked at her.

"Then come to my house often during your holidays."

I think Mom likes you a lot too.

Wang Dong paused slightly in his steps.

He turned his head and looked at Huo Yuhao, a bright light shining in his large, pinkish-blue eyes.

"Um!"

He nodded vigorously, a bright smile spreading across his face.

That smile held a hint of anticipation, a touch of joy, and a subtle flutter of excitement.