After Reborn, I Became the Bigshots' Beloved novel Chapter 132

Chapter 132: Chapter 132: What Demon Does Lu Qianrou Cast Again

When Lu Youming opened his eyes in the morning, he felt somewhat bewildered.

He remembered having a fever last night, a fever so intense that it left him groggy and dazed.

In a haze, he heard someone knocking on the door. Struggling to get up, he collapsed into Lu Sheng’s arms as soon as he opened the door.

After that, he recalled that the young girl seemed to bend down and simply gave him a princess carry.

Thinking of this, the corners of Lu Youming’s mouth twitched slightly.

...Surely all of this was just a dream.

How could that frail and slender girl easily lift him, a semi-unconscious man, in her arms?

Moreover, he touched his forehead and found it to be of normal temperature—previously, if he was sick with a fever, it would take at least a week to recover completely.

Lu Youming was thinking this to himself.

However, as soon as he sat up, he suddenly remembered the underground boxing match at THE DEEP when he first met Lu Sheng, where the girl had easily kicked Tu Shan, a burly man weighing over two hundred pounds, out of the ring.

The girl obviously had Innate Divine Strength, and on second thought, it didn’t seem so difficult for her to pick him up.

Then, turning his head, Lu Youming saw a thermos and a note on his bedside table.

When he opened it, he saw a line of scribbled handwriting.

[Remember to drink more water when you wake up, the water in the cup is warm—Lu Sheng]

With the note in hand, Lu Youming’s pupils shrank slightly.

...It really was her who took care of him last night.

She carried him to bed, fed him fever-reducing medicine, gently helped him soothe his back, and stayed with him for a long time afterward, only leaving after he had fallen fast asleep.

Recalling all this, Lu Youming’s first reaction was—embarrassment.

His delicate face was still somewhat pale, but his earlobes uncontrollably blushed slightly. His dark, long eyelashes trembled, and the tear mole at the corner of his eye seemed even more striking.

Yes, embarrassment.

Although they were twins, Lu Youming and Lu Youye had completely different personalities; it wouldn’t be an overstatement to say they were exact opposites.

As flamboyant and reckless as Lu Youye was, Lu Youming was just as cool and detached. But Lu Youye was truly carefree, whereas Lu Youming was sensitive and reserved.

Lu Youming had little to no contact with outsiders from a young age. Or rather, even if he wanted to initiate contact with others, they wouldn’t dare to approach him.

After all, with those two illnesses, even in kindergarten and school, all parents would warn their children to stay away from him, fearing they would be blamed if anything happened to him.

But even among family members, he only had more contact with his eldest brother, who took on more of a parental role, leaving him alone most of the time.

He had never let anyone into his room, nor had he ever had such close contact with someone like last night.

Lu Youye could yell for his darling sister every day, eager to rub, hug, and cling to the young girl as soon as he saw her, but even if you put a knife to Lu Youming’s neck, he couldn’t do such things.

So the thought that everything from yesterday was real made the young man’s face unconsciously heat up.

...Sister.

So this is what it feels like to have a sister.

Does blood really spawn an unconscious closeness and trust in others?

Lu Youming took a deep breath.

Although it was still strange how his fever had completely subsided overnight this time, he didn’t think much of it.

After washing up and having some water, just as he opened the door to go out, he bumped into Lu Sheng wearing sports attire and a baseball cap.

The girl in sportswear looked even more youthful than in her school uniform. Her face was bare, her lips red and teeth white, and her eyes clear.

"...Fourth Brother?" Lu Sheng stood there and asked him, "How are you feeling, better?"

Hearing the title "Fourth Brother," Lu Youming’s face, which had just cooled down, flushed again.

He didn’t know why he was feeling so embarrassed, but it was quite awkward.

He was supposed to be the older brother.

An elder brother should be composed like his eldest and second brothers. Yet, although he was not that familiar with Lu Sheng previously, he had shown her his most vulnerable side last night, having only known her for a short while.

It was... a bit embarrassing.

But when Lu Sheng saw this, she couldn’t help but frown.

What’s the matter; she thought she had cured Fourth Brother’s chill and fever with her Soul Power last night. Why was his face still so red?

Could it be that she didn’t cure him?

Impossible.

"Are you still feverish, Fourth Brother?" So Lu Sheng walked straight up to him and naturally reached out to touch Lu Youming’s forehead, "Let me check if it’s hot..."

"No, there’s no need," Lu Youming quickly stepped back, his face reddening even more, and he turned his head away to change the subject, "Are you looking for Youye?"

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