I returned to the room and suddenly had an ominous premonition. Sure enough, barely three minutes after sitting down, the doorbell rang again.
"Sister Xiao Xin, let me open the door," Xi Lin sprang up, a picture of eagerness to please.
"I'll go." Dou Nan also stood up.
"Sit down! I'll go!" I said, leaving no room for argument.
"Sister Xiao Xin is so adorable when she talks in that commanding tone, don't you think? She's killing me with cuteness," Xi Lin said with a mischievous grin, elbowing Dou Nan standing beside him as if we were old pals.
I wanted to murder someone, but I decided to answer the door anyway.
This time, as expected, it was Lin Zexiu standing outside. He looked tired but also delighted, radiating a sense of triumph. Of course, having just played a trick on a rival with his brother made anyone happy.
"For you, Xiao Xin." He held a bouquet of pink tulips, my favorite flowers.