At the Original Host's bewildered question, Lu Xiaoxiao blinked naturally, her tone as frank as if she were stating an obvious fact. "I didn't misspeak. I meant us. As long as we're 'Lu Xiaoxiao,' whether it's me or you here, Jiaoyue will sincerely see us as her older sister."
She paused, choosing her words carefully to avoid any concepts related to the "original novel" or "plot," then continued, "Look, when she first came back, I was... uh, so awful to her. But didn't she always respect me and care about me anyway?"
"So that proves she genuinely sees 'Lu Xiaoxiao' as an important member of her family! Whoever's inside this body, as long as they treat her sincerely as her 'older sister,' she'll return those same feelings! That's just how she is!"
The Original Host, "Lu Xiaoxiao," listened quietly. Her fingers curled unconsciously at her sides, as though those words had touched her a little-or perhaps not. Still, something flickered in her eyes.
She remained silent for a long time, her thoughts unreadable. When she finally spoke again, she merely shook her head gently, her voice quiet and level. "Things that haven't happened... let's not speculate about them."
Her words sounded flat, even a little evasive, but Lu Xiaoxiao keenly noticed that some of the tension surrounding her seemed to have eased.
Even the cold, damp feeling from the standing water that filled the space seemed to soften a little after their brief exchange.
"Okay, we won't bring it up." Lu Xiaoxiao nodded readily and steered the conversation back on track. "Also, I haven't forgotten what you asked me to do. It's definitely not that I don't care. It's just..."
She paused and scratched her head, looking a little troubled. "It's a bit tricky to pull off. I have to