"I'm frying chicken legs and fries. We can eat them while watching the movie... Ow!"
A woman's surprised exclamation came from the kitchen. He was startled and quickly stood up, making his way toward the kitchen at a brisk pace.
"Sister Zhi Zhen, are you okay?"
"Ah, I'm fine."
Sister Zhi Zhen turned around, wiped the cool droplets of water from her face, and answered with a smile.
"It's just a little splash of water. Go back and sit down."
The elder sister with long black hair, dressed in an apron, looked even more gentle and virtuous, irresistibly drawing one's gaze.
"Sister Zhi Zhen, let me help clean up a bit?"
Dongsheng felt an inexplicable pressure that he couldn't justify just sitting back and enjoying himself.
"I'll just clean the living room and won't go into any other rooms."
He quickly added another sentence.
"Sure, I would appreciate that."
Sister Zhi Zhen did not refuse; she seemed very happy with his offer.
...
Dongsheng busied himself in the living room while An Zhi Zhen hustled in the kitchen, like a real family.
Sister Zhi Zhen's home was already very clean, his task was merely to dust off those corners not easily noticed and to wipe the tables and floor until they shone.
When the sunlight on the floor was no longer intense, Dongsheng drew the thick curtains and turned on a small lamp on the table to dispel the dimness, cooling down the room instantly.
"Have you picked one?"
"I have, this 'weird thing.' What do you think?"
"Not bad, it's a great film. I've watched it several times."
Sister Zhi Zhen carried fried chicken and fries from the kitchen to the table and also took two glass bottles of orange soda from the fridge, one for each of them.
She untied her apron and naturally took a seat next to Dongsheng.
Summer days with ice cream and soda, hiding away in a cool house with the girl next door, eating and talking while enjoying a movie—
The most beautiful holiday moments had begun.
"Okay, let's watch the movie together."
The fan blades whirred, circulating a gentle breeze within the room, causing the curtains to sway slightly, together creating a tranquil afternoon atmosphere.
The room was very quiet, with only the sounds from the TV remaining.
Sister Zhi Zhen hugged her knees, concentrating intently on the screen.
There was a bamboo mat on the floor; during the movie, she'd take off her shoes and sit barefoot on it, while Dongsheng sat beside her. Just a sidelong glance, and he could see her snow-white shins and brightly polished toes peeking out from under her water-blue dress.
Dongsheng always deliberately kept his eyes from wandering in that direction. Whenever he accidentally caught sight, he'd feel as though he'd done something terribly wrong...
"Dongsheng, would you like to turn on the AC?"
Sister Zhi Zhen seemed to notice his restlessness and softly added.
Xiaokang Building was a refurbished old building, not every household could afford air conditioning. Dongsheng's home, for instance, did not have one. Using the AC could be considered an excuse to stay cool.
"No, it's okay!"
Dongsheng's face flushed slightly, and he quickly replied loudly.
"If you feel hot and want to turn on the AC, just tell me. You don't have to save on the electricity bill for elder sister."
The more she cared for him, the more flustered he became. Fortunately, Sister Zhi Zhen's attention soon returned to the movie playing on the TV screen.
Dongsheng breathed a sigh of relief.
A young man freshly entered into the ivory tower, a mature and gentle girl-next-door, the wonderful days of summer, an atmosphere of budding romance, as if a vague and innocent emotion was slowly brewing—
...
...
—Just kidding.
If he were not a Reincarnator, things might be simpler.
He glanced at An Zhi Zhen's profile, focused on the TV screen, and Dongsheng couldn't help but sigh. He lowered his head, hiding his facial expressions in the shadows.
The slight shyness and tension fitting his age were not feigned; he truly had a fondness for Sister Zhi Zhen.
If, if he were not a Reincarnator, if he did not know what this woman would become...
But unfortunately, his soul was from eight years in the future, an era when ghosts roamed, the Evil God wrought havoc, and people known as "Forbidden Masters" ruled modern society.