Do Not Approach

Teacher Mu is jealous.
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"To ward off evil spirits."

As expected from the young miss, a single sentence left Ms. Mu completely speechless.

The ride home was ordinary, but both Xiaoxiao and the young miss were in excellent spirits.

For Mu Xiaoxiao, her sister's surgery was finally over-and it was a success. The burden weighing on her heart suddenly lifted, and she felt like jumping in place, drinking, and singing.

And the young miss?

It seemed like her happiness now stemmed entirely from Xiaoxiao's presence by her side.

Mu Xiaoxiao leaned against her naturally, humming a tune:

"Your endless forgiveness... is my addiction."

A smile tugged at Qin Yi's lips as she gazed out the window, her expression calm.

It was strange how taste could change over time. Nowadays, when she listened to others sing, none seemed as unique as Xiaoxiao-everything else felt bland and flavorless.

During the ride, Xiaoxiao received a message from her younger sister, Qiuqiu.

Qiuqiu: [Sis, you're really into Big Sis Yi. Just admit it already.]

Mu Xiaoxiao shot back a furious emoji of a bloody knife.

Qiuqiu was clearly feeling bold after just getting out of surgery, saying whatever came to mind.

Qiuqiu: [In the novels I write, goddesses like Big Sis Yi always have tons of admirers. As your sister, I'm warning you: stop being so carefree around her. Sleeping with pigtails flying everywhere and flushed red cheeks-ugh, it's terrifying. If you keep this up, you'll regret it.]

Frustrated, Mu Xiaoxiao's fingers flew over her phone keyboard.

Xiaoxiao: [Nonsense! Big Sis Yi is awesome, and your sister isn't bad either.]

Qiuqiu: [Then show her! After your trip to Guizhou, Big Sis Yi will be able to stand again. Once she does, with those long legs, she'll steal the show wherever she goes. What room will you have left to shine?]

Mu Xiaoxiao scoffed but couldn't help sneaking a glance at the young miss' legs.

Today, Qin Yi wore a simple long skirt. One of her legs rested hidden beneath it-slender, pale, and gracefully crossed in a perfect posture.

If she could stand...

Just as Xiaoxiao was lost in thought, the young miss' hands shot out and poked her.

["What are you staring at? Want me to poke your eyes out?"]

Mu Xiaoxiao: "..."

......

After the two arrived at home, Mu Xiaoxiao rushed to make dinner for the young miss. Qin Yi hadn't eaten much at lunch, so she prepared pasta and pan-fried steak while humming a song. In the middle of cooking, Zhang Qiao called again.

Every time Xiaoxiao answered someone else's call, the young miss felt uneasy. She knew that her desire to keep Xiaoxiao by her side at all times wasn't healthy-it was almost obsessive.

Teacher Mu had helped cure her emotional isolation but left her with a new affliction.

Xiaoxiao held her phone between her ear and shoulder, chatting with Zhang Qiao with a bright smile:

"I know, I know. Of course, someone as talented as me has to step up."

"Yeah, no problem. Piece of cake. It's the day after tomorrow, right?"