Chapter 39: What on Earth Is This?

Holy shit!

Someone’s coming!

Yang Xun’s expression changed drastically.

But he was ridiculously fast!

The instant the door opened, his body shot up from the bed like a spring. With incredible speed, he flipped over and rolled to the other side.

THUD!

He flipped right off the edge of the bed and slid silently under it!

The entire sequence was lightning-fast. Less than a second passed between the door opening and him hiding under the bed.

His reaction speed and physical prowess, products of the Second Layer of the Qi Refining Realm, were on full display.

A normal person wouldn’t have even had time to sit up, let alone dive under the bed.

Mi Ting’s reaction was just as quick. As Yang Xun rolled under the bed, she yanked the blanket over, wrapping herself up tightly. At the same time, she hastily shoved the tissues scattered by her pillow underneath it.

However, she hadn’t wiped the liquid from her face. The milky white patch was incredibly conspicuous, but there was no time to clean it off.

"Sister Ting?"

A soft, sweet voice drifted from the doorway.

It was Yang Cai!

Lying under the bed, Yang Xun peeked through a gap in the hanging bedsheet. He saw Yang Cai’s small, fluffy-slippered feet appear in the doorway.

His heart hammered in his chest, and he didn’t dare to breathe. He was just thankful he’d reacted quickly enough.

If he’d been even half a second slower, Yang Cai would have seen him and Mi Ting lying naked in the same bed...

The consequences would have been unimaginable!

He absolutely could not let his sister find out.

"Sister Ting, are you asleep?"

Yang Cai stood in the doorway, rubbing her eyes. Her voice was soft and carried a hint of distress.

Mi Ting’s heart was about to leap out of her throat, but she forced herself to stay calm. Squeezing out a smile, she said, "Not yet. What’s wrong, Cai Cai? Why are you still up so late?"

"Mm... my body hurts a little, so I can’t sleep."

Yang Cai bit her lip, her hand instinctively pressing against her abdomen as her brows furrowed slightly.

The pain from her cancer often flared up late at night. The dull, persistent, bloating ache made it impossible for her to sleep.

"Then come in and sit for a bit."

Mi Ting patted the spot beside her on the bed, pulling the blanket even more tightly around herself.

Yang Cai shuffled in wearing her fluffy slippers and sat right down on the edge of the bed.

Under the bed, Yang Xun’s entire body went rigid. He held his breath, feeling the slight dip of the mattress as his sister sat down.

"Sister Ting, I couldn’t sleep, so I thought I’d come chat for a bit. I’m not bothering you, am I?"

Yang Cai tilted her head, her gaze falling on Mi Ting’s face.

But a second later, her clear, wide eyes suddenly went round.

"Sister Ting! Your face... What is that? It’s a big white patch!"

BOOM!!

Mi Ting felt as if she’d been struck by lightning, freezing on the spot.

She’d just remembered—she hadn’t had time to wipe off the liquid Yang Xun had sprayed on her face!

When the door suddenly opened, her only thought had been to wrap herself in the blanket; she had completely forgotten about her face!

Hearing his sister’s words from under the bed, Yang Xun felt as if a hand had clamped around his throat. He was petrified.

’I’m screwed, I’m screwed, I’m so screwed!’

’My little sister saw the ’tadpoles’ on Sister Ting’s face!’

’I’m the only guy in the house. If she recognizes what those ’tadpoles’ are, she’ll know they’re mine.’

’If my sister finds out I got my ’tadpoles’ on Sister Ting’s face, I’ll never be able to show my face again!!’

"Th-this..."

Mi Ting’s mind raced, her embarrassment almost palpable. But her reaction was surprisingly quick. After fumbling for less than a second, she quickly broke into a natural smile and said, "Oh, you mean this? It’s a special beauty milk!"

"Beauty milk?"

Yang Cai leaned in curiously, blinking her wide eyes as she examined the white liquid on Mi Ting’s face.

"Yes!" Mi Ting nodded eagerly. "It’s a face mask made from a special kind of milk. You put it on to whiten and soften your skin—it works wonders! See? Look at my skin. Isn’t it much fairer than before?"

As she spoke, she even turned her head to the side, feigning a pose to show off the results.

"Wow! For real?"

Yang Cai’s eyes lit up. The pupils, which had grown dull from her long hospital stay, instantly sparkled with light.

Ever since her cancer diagnosis, the long-term chemotherapy and medication had taken a toll on her skin. It was dry, dull, and rough. At eighteen, her skin had the lusterless quality of a thirty-year-old’s.

For a young girl who cared about her appearance, this was almost more torturous than the illness itself.

"Sister Ting! Can you put some on me, too?"

Yang Cai’s eyes shone as she gazed at Mi Ting with anticipation.

"Er... Th-that’s not possible!"

The color drained from Mi Ting’s face as she hastily waved her hands in refusal. "I had to beg a friend for this, and it’s all I have. Once it’s gone, it’s gone, and besides..."

"Wow, there’s so much! Don’t be stingy, Sister Ting!"

But before she could finish, Yang Cai had already reached out with a slender finger and swiped a bit from Mi Ting’s cheek.

Her fingertip was now covered in the white liquid.

"Cai Cai... don’t..."

Mi Ting’s pupils shrank as she reached out to stop her.

Too late!

The instant Mi Ting’s hand shot out, Yang Cai had already started smearing the liquid from her finger onto her own face.

The white liquid was spread evenly across her pure, youthful face...

Seeing this, Mi Ting froze completely, her mouth hanging wide open, utterly speechless.

She watched, wide-eyed and helpless, as Yang Cai smeared her own brother’s ’tadpoles’ all over her face.

’Oh my god!!’

Mi Ting felt a roaring in her head as the whole world began to spin.

Meanwhile, under the bed, Yang Xun had heard everything.

When he heard his sister ask, "Can you put some on me, too?" he nearly choked and passed out on the spot.

Then, hearing that Mi Ting had failed to stop her, followed by Yang Cai’s satisfied hum, his eyes bulged wide. He didn’t even dare to breathe.

’My own dear sister!!!’

’What you’re smearing on your face is from your own brother!!’

"Hm?"

After applying it, Yang Cai’s brows knitted together. With a serious expression, she said, "Sister Ting, this beauty milk smells really weird... It’s kinda fishy, a little salty, and really sticky. What is this stuff, really?"