Pretending to Cultivate in Kindergarten-Chapter 108: A Wonderful Dream That Wasn’t a Dream

He Qing didn’t expect him to agree so quickly. She immediately sat up. “Really?”

Lin Zhengran answered as if it were the most natural thing in the world. “Of course. I promised to grant you one wish, and I always keep my word. As long as it’s not too much, I’ll agree to anything you ask.”

“Huh? Anything…”

Even though she was happy, He Qing suddenly felt like she had lost out on something. If she had asked for something even bolder just now, maybe he would have agreed too…

“Can I change my wish?” she asked.

“Of course not. You can’t take back a wish. You only get one chance.” Lin Zhengran rejected her outright.

Seeing her flustered and looking both wronged and regretful, he patted his shoulder as a sort of compensation.

At first, He Qing didn’t understand. “What?”

But then she quickly caught on, her heart racing and her face turning red.

Lin Zhengran picked up his book again.

“Lean on me and rest for a bit. If you just sit there like that all night, I doubt you’ll ever feel sleepy. Besides, even though you didn’t get hurt today, you still fought matches all afternoon. You must be exhausted. Sitting upright won’t help you recover, but leaning on me might be a little more comfortable.”

He Qing pursed her lips.

Everything happening tonight felt unreal.

He was being so nice to her today.

Even if it was just a dream, she wanted to get closer to him while she still could.

Still, she hesitated. “I really… can lean on you?”

“Mhm, go ahead.”

Tentatively, He Qing grabbed onto the sleeve of his pajama top, slowly shifting her weight until her whole upper body was resting against his shoulder.

Her long hair draped down naturally, and she felt completely at ease.

Feeling the solid warmth of Lin Zhengran’s arm and breathing in his scent, she was overwhelmed with happiness, as if colorful bubbles were floating all around her.

“Your shoulder is so comfy… feels really… soft,” she murmured.

Lin Zhengran frowned, glancing at her. “What do you mean ‘soft’? Can’t you describe things properly?”

Startled, He Qing quickly sat up, afraid he’d get mad and stop letting her rest on him. “I didn’t mean that! I meant it’s very comfortable! Your arms are really strong! I didn’t mean ‘soft’ like that!”

Lin Zhengran ignored her nonsense and went back to reading.

He Qing sighed in relief.

At least he hadn’t pushed her away.

Feeling particularly clever, He Qing started sneakily inching her hand toward his arm, wanting to link arms with him like she had seen in TV dramas.

She moved bit by bit, afraid he would notice.

Of course, Lin Zhengran knew exactly what she was up to. He just didn’t bother stopping her.

Eventually, she successfully hooked her arm around his, grinning proudly to herself.

“I’m so smart,” she giggled. Then she asked, “Lin Zhengran, why do you always read?”

“What else would I do?”

“Well…” She counted on her fingers. “Chat with Wenwen! We talk about clothes, makeup, school, and…” She blushed. And dirty jokes.

Han Wenwen loved talking about those.

Lin Zhengran turned another page. “Talk about what?”

Like a little drum, He Qing shook her head vigorously. “Nothing! Nothing at all!”

She quickly changed the subject. “But I just meant… don’t you ever take a break? Studying all the time must be exhausting. I feel bad for you.”

Lin Zhengran couldn’t help but laugh.

The way she looked at him—so concerned, so sincere—was ridiculous.

“Close your eyes and rest,” he told her. “Once you get sleepy, go back to your room. You have another match tomorrow.”

He Qing nodded, happily snuggling against him. Her small feet rubbed against his leg under the blanket, and she shut her eyes.

Tonight really felt like a dream.

Lin Zhengran smelled so nice…

Oh! Right! I was supposed to ask if he thinks I smell nice too… I forgot!

They say when two people like each other, they can smell a special scent on one another.

I can smell his… I wonder if he can smell mine?

To Lin Zhengran’s surprise, He Qing fell asleep almost instantly.

Her breathing evened out in less than two minutes.

She was out like a light.

Looking at her sleeping face, he noticed her long eyelashes.

Even though they spent all their time together, and he had gotten used to her looks, there were still moments when he was struck by how sweet her face was. A kind of sweetness that even other pretty girls couldn’t match.

She had been exhausted. The only reason she couldn’t sleep earlier was because of all the nonsense in her head. But as soon as she relaxed, she was out in an instant.

Carefully, Lin Zhengran climbed out of bed.

Then, in a princess carry, he lifted He Qing into his arms and carried her back to her room.

After tucking her in, he was about to leave when she murmured in her sleep:

“Lin Zhengran… we’ll be together forever, right?”

He reached out and gently patted her head.

“Of course.”

Then he quietly shut the door and left.

The next morning, the sun was shining.

He Qing woke up feeling well-rested.

But the moment she saw her surroundings, she froze.

Wait. This is Lin Zhengran’s house.

She shot up in bed, her mind replaying everything from last night.

No way. No way!! Was last night really just a dream?!

Outside, Lin Zhengran knocked on her door. “What’s with all the yelling? Get up and eat breakfast.”

Hearing his voice, He Qing hurriedly called out, “Lin Zhengran! Don’t go! I need to ask you something!”

Lin Zhengran opened the door, already used to her clueless antics. “What?”

Wearing her pajamas and blushing, He Qing stammered, “I… last night… did I… did I come find you?”

Lin Zhengran stared at her blankly.

She stared back just as blankly.

Finally, he sighed. “You fell asleep, so I carried you over. Whatever weird dream you just had, forget it. Now get up.”

A wave of happiness washed over He Qing.

She couldn’t stop smiling.

Joy radiated from her face as she beamed at him.

“Okay! I’m getting up!”

Humming cheerfully, she got dressed, her inner "lady of the house" instincts kicking in. She neatly folded Lin Zhengran’s blanket and straightened up his bed.

As she worked, she sang to herself.

“Not a dream~ Not a dream~ It’s all real~”

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Then she skipped out of the room.

“Where are Uncle and Auntie?” she asked.

Sitting at the coffee table, eating breakfast, Lin Zhengran replied, “They went out shopping. Probably won’t be back until the afternoon. But we won’t be here by then—we’ll go straight to school.”

“Oh, got it!”

After washing her hands, she sat down beside him, turning to look at him.

She wanted to say something.

Lin Zhengran looked back at her. “What now?”

Like a lovestruck girl, He Qing shyly mumbled, “I want to lean on your shoulder again… like last night.”

Lin Zhengran continued eating. “Fine. But after that, make sure you win today’s match. Don’t lose to that Lin Xue girl.”

“Really?! Yay! I won’t lose!”

Grinning, He Qing scooted her chair closer, linking her arm around his and resting her head on his shoulder. Her feet dangled off the chair, swinging back and forth.

“This bread is so good! Here, let me feed you,” she offered sweetly.

“No need. I have hands.”