62: Chapter 62 The Game Begins

"Let's go find Qi Bao. This time, we'll definitely be able to fool him."

Upon hearing this, Lin Wan shook her head gently.

"Forget it, Le Le. Qi Yun... he can always tell us apart every time."

There was a hint of disappointment in her tone.

That was true; he could always recognize Le Le at a glance.

That special attention and closeness were always reserved for Le Le.

Lin Le put her hands on her hips, looking as if she had "mastered the secret."

"I know why Brother Qi Yun can always tell us apart now!"

"This time, we'll definitely be able to fool him."

"Why?" Lin Wan asked subconsciously, a flash of curiosity in her eyes.

If she knew the reason, could she... act more like her?

Even if just for a short while, could she experience what it felt like to be treated specially by him?

Lin Le rolled her eyes, then started making things up with a serious expression.

"I've been observing for a long time! Qi Bao mainly distinguishes us by the subtle difference in the curve of our lips when we smile."

"And also by the different amplitude of our shoulder swaying when we walk!"

Lin Wan listened, stunned. Recalling carefully, it seemed... it seemed to make some sense?

Lin Le struck while the iron was hot, grabbing her sister's hand and shaking it.

"Let's pay attention this time! We'll practice properly, and we'll definitely be able to fool Qi Bao!"

Lin Wan's heart softened from her sister's shaking, and combined with her inner longing, she nodded.

"Then... we'll try it once? But, if we get caught, it ends there."

"Deal!" Lin Le promised, patting her chest, though she was secretly overjoyed.

Caught? Qi Bao promised me he would never expose us!

"Then... shall we start now?"

Lin Wan nervously tugged at the corner of her clothes.

"Yes! Let's start now!"

Lin Le was full of excitement.

"First, the smile! Look at me, it has to be like this, use a little force on the left corner of your mouth, and your eyes need to curve like this..."

Under the dim light, the pair of twin sisters, who looked almost exactly alike, began their "secret" special training.

...

Before long, the two arrived at the door of Qi Yun's room.

"Knock, knock, knock."

The sound of knocking rang out with a light, rhythmic beat.

"Qi Bao, are you asleep? It's me, Lin Le!"

A crisp voice came from outside the door; Lin Wan was imitating Lin Le's habitual tone.

Qi Yun stood up and pulled open the heavy stone door.

Standing outside the door was "Lin Le."

The same watery, big eyes were currently trying hard to look round.

It was Lin Wan.

Qi Yun could tell her apart almost at a glance.

Deep within those eyes lay the gentleness that belonged to Lin Wan.

But he remembered his promise to Lin Le.

"Le Le?"

"It's so late, why aren't you asleep yet? Do you need something?"

Qi Yun stepped aside, his face wearing that smile of indulgence and gentleness he reserved for Lin Le.

Seeing that familiar, close smile on Qi Yun's face—the one he only showed her sister—Lin Wan's heart skipped a beat.

A warm current mixed with secret joy, guilt, and a massive sense of thrill surged through her entire body.

He really didn't recognize her!

At this moment, she was no longer Lin Wan, the older sister who had to endure and concede.

She was Lin Le, who could enjoy Qi Yun's special attention!

The immense joy made her almost unable to maintain her expression, and she hurriedly lowered her head.

Imitating the little gestures Lin Le would make when shy, she twisted the corner of her clothes with her fingers, trying to keep her voice light:

"It's, it's nothing really... just, I just couldn't sleep, and wanted to find Qi Bao to talk..."

As she spoke, she tried to imitate Lin Le's restless, energetic little habits.

Qi Yun saw it all, smiling inwardly, but showing nothing on his face.

He naturally reached out and ruffled the top of Lin Wan's hair, just as he often did with Lin Le.

Lin Wan's body stiffened slightly; to be petted on the head by Qi Yun like this—this was how it felt.

Warm, reassuring, filled with doting affection, it made one want to drown in it.

"Come in, it's cold outside."

Qi Yun said, then sat down on the bed.

Lin Wan hopped over.

Mimicking Lin Le, she sat down next to Qi Yun on the edge of the bed naturally, affectionately rubbing her shoulder against his arm.

This action required immense courage for Lin Wan, but playing "Lin Le" gave her the perfect excuse and disguise.

At this moment, the real Lin Le also walked in, wearing that gentle smile of an "older sister."

Her eyes sparkled with a bit of triumph, as if to say "plan successful."

"Sister, you came too?"

Lin Wan turned her head and greeted her in her sister's tone.

"Yes, I came to see if Le Le was disturbing the Patriarch's rest."

Lin Le (the real one) said with a smile, her voice soft, perfectly embodying the image of an older sister caring for her younger sister.

"I did not!"

Lin Wan muttered, then turned her attention back to Qi Yun, starting to chat about random topics.

Trying hard to make herself more relaxed, more like Lin Le.

After chatting for a while, Lin Le (the real one) saw the timing was right and suddenly said, "Oh, by the way, Le Le, I suddenly remembered something. You... don't pester the Patriarch too late, okay."

As she said this, she winked at Qi Yun, then without waiting for Lin Wan's reply, turned and left the room lightly, thoughtfully closing the door behind her.

In the room, only Qi Yun and Lin Wan were left.

The atmosphere seemed to change quietly.

Le Le and Qi Yun... what were they like when they were alone?

Le Le was always so clingy to him; could there be... even more intimate actions between them?

Once this thought appeared, it could no longer be suppressed.

The stolen identity, the stolen tenderness, were like the most tempting forbidden fruit.

Leaving her teetering on the edge of morality.

Could she... be a little greedy?

Just a little bit.

"Qi Bao, I suddenly feel a bit cold."

Her voice was even softer than before.

She moved her body slowly, bit by bit, then turned to face Qi Yun.

One leg was bent, her knee resting lightly against the edge of the bed.

Under Qi Yun's slightly puzzled gaze, she braced her hands on the bed and leaned forward slightly.

She actually just like that... tentatively, straddled onto Qi Yun's lap.

Qi Yun: "!!!"

This, this was far beyond the scope of what Lin Le would usually do!

Although that girl was clingy, this kind of face-to-face, almost cuddling position on his lap... had never happened before!

Qi Yun was frantically complaining inside, but had to maintain a calm expression on his face.

Seeing that Qi Yun didn't speak up to stop her or show displeasure, Lin Wan's courage grew.

Her heart, which had been anxious, was filled with a huge sense of joy and courage.

He really didn't refuse! He really accepted her as Lin Le!

She slowly relaxed her body, almost leaning the weight of her upper body against him, and her hands were no longer bracing the bed, but gently wrapped around Qi Yun's neck.

This position brought her face extremely close to Qi Yun's, where their breaths could be heard.

Qi Yun's Adam's apple bobbed, and he felt a bit parched.

This position was too ambiguous; Lin Wan's scent and warmth were pervasive.

Lin Wan buried her head in the crook of Qi Yun's neck, greedily sensing him.

This was a stolen moment, a real touch under a fake identity, every second so precious it made her want to cry.