Chapter 15: School Belle: Miss you, Brother

Fang Zhou was an atheist, but when he groggily opened his eyes and saw someone standing in front of him, his first thought was that he had seen a ghost.

His mouth opened to scream.

Upon closer inspection, the “ghost” looked exactly like Chu Xinran, and he swallowed his scream.

Chu Xinran wore a pure white dress, her hair flowing down. Without the moonlight, it was hard to see clearly.

Seeing Fang Zhou awake, she smiled and seemed about to speak, but Fang Zhou quickly motioned for silence.

“Shh!”

Chu Xinran didn’t seem to understand and mumbled something softly.

Fortunately, her voice was so low that even Fang Zhou couldn’t hear her clearly.

He quickly looked at the camera’s position. Luckily, it was covered and couldn’t see inside the cave.

This 100% Love Variety Show, aiming for authenticity, was live-streamed 24/7, with cameras even in the guest’s sleeping areas.

Both the cave and tent sleepers had their own cameras.

Fang Zhou patted his chest, his heartbeat racing from the scare.

He was immensely grateful that Sun Haotian had covered the camera.

Wait, Sun Haotian?

Darn it, there was someone else in the cave!

Fang Zhou quickly glanced at Sun Haotian, who was bundled in his sleeping bag, hidden from view.

Relieved, he relaxed.

Chu Xinran suddenly giggled softly.

“Hehehe…”

Oh my god, Stop laughing! Your voice will expose your sleepwalking to everyone!

Fang Zhou quickly crawled out of his sleeping bag, covered Chu Xinran’s mouth, and led her outside the cave.

If someone from the villa saw this, they might report a kidnapping.

In the bright moonlight, Fang Zhou led Chu Xinran to the nearby coast and finally released her.

Chu Xinran remained quiet, her big eyes staring at Fang Zhou.

Knowing Chu Xinran’s sleepwalking problem, Fang Zhou might have thought she was possessed otherwise.

“Hasn’t your sleepwalking been under control? Why now?”

Fang Zhou looked at Chu Xinran, troubled.

Two or three years ago, when they were in college, Fang Zhou knew about her sleepwalking issue.

Living together, Fang Zhou often had to fetch her late at night. Fortunately, she never wandered far and would return soon.

Those three months were nerve-wracking for Fang Zhou.

Later, her roommate mentioned that Chu Xinran’s sleepwalking had ceased for a long time.

Unexpectedly, it started again on the first day on the island.

Fang Zhou felt fortunate it was him who found her. Anyone else might have led to trouble.

Sleepwalking, Chu Xinran couldn’t understand Fang Zhou.

She looked at him, tilted her head, and mumbled softly.

“Bag… bag…”

Fang Zhou frowned, catching only one word. “What bag? Are you looking for a bag?”

As he spoke, Chu Xinran leaned forward, and he quickly caught her.

Chu Xinran wrapped her arms around Fang Zhou, hugging him tightly.

Fang Zhou realized she meant “hug,” not “bag.”

The girl’s sweet scent filled Fang Zhou’s senses, her softness almost unreal, her long black hair flowing in the wind.

“Miss you… brother.”

Her warm breath tickled Fang Zhou’s neck, her nose just reaching his collarbone.

Chu Xinran’s voice was soft, almost a murmur, but this time, Fang Zhou heard every word.

The salty sea breeze brought back memories of their sweet times together.

When Chu Xinran was a freshman, Fang Zhou was a senior. They met at a college event.

Fang Zhou’s class needed performers for their graduation show, and Chu Xinran, being talented, was chosen.

Fang Zhou managed a large program, and Chu Xinran was his partner.

Working together, they gradually fell for each other.

Their student love was pure, filled with happiness even in silence.

Chu Xinran loved hugging Fang Zhou, sitting on the lovers’ hill, watching black swans on the lake.

They had sweet nicknames; she called him “brother,” and he called her “baby.”

When Chu Xinran called him “brother,” Fang Zhou’s mind went blank, lost in memories.

He snapped back when he felt something wet on his neck.

A soft, moist something moved up and down.

Realizing what it was, Fang Zhou panicked and pulled Chu Xinran away.

“Don’t do that.”

Fang Zhou didn’t expect her to act this way while sleepwalking and quickly stepped back.

Chu Xinran still stared at him, mumbling, “Miss you…”

She looked like a lost deer, ready to accept anything from the forest’s master.

Fang Zhou, exasperated, released her hand, hoping she would return to her room.

She should have gone back by now.

However, Chu Xinran moved towards the sea.

Fang Zhou caught her just in time to prevent her from being swallowed by the waves.

“When will you go back?”

Chu Xinran didn’t answer, just hugged Fang Zhou again.

Fang Zhou, helpless, stood still, waiting for her to return on her own.

He reassured himself: It’s okay, she’s just sleepwalking. As long as she’s safe.

Unknown to Fang Zhou, Chu Xinran’s lips curved into a small, satisfied, and somewhat smug smile.