Bo Zhi finished work and got ho past midnight. As soon as he walked in, he saw Bo Nian lying on the sofa, half asleep.
Her face was pale.
He changed his shoes and walked over, looking down at Bo Nian. She had her hands on her stomach, and her expression seed very painful.
Her delicate brows were tightly knitted.
He bent over, reached out, and patted her face, "Niannian."
Bo Nian opened her eyes in a daze, initially looking confused, her eyes still sowhat misty.
When she saw who was in front of her, she listlessly called out, "Bro."
"What’s wrong, where do you feel uncomfortable?" Bo Zhi asked with a frown. On a normal day, he would definitely see his lively sister.
Seeing her so down was unusual.
Yuran and Bo Yan had gone traveling, with Yuran also accompanying Bo Yan to a conference.
So, only the siblings were at ho. Before leaving, Yuran was still worried and asked if they needed soone to co and cook for them.
Bo Nian refused first, and Bo Zhi was rarely ho for als either, so they didn’t pursue the matter.
On the day Yuran left, she reminded Bo Zhi, "Take good care of your sister. If you’re busy, at least call her."
To which Bo Nian responded, calling her biased.
Yuran smiled, tapping her on the nose, "If you were half as obedient as your brother, I wouldn’t be biased."
Bo Nian, feeling guilty, turned her head but still went up to hug Bo Yan and Yuran.
She wished them a good ti.
Seeing that she didn’t even have the strength to speak, Bo Zhi pressed the back of his hand against her forehead, "Not catching a cold, are you?"
Bo Nian weakly looked at him, moving his hand away from her forehead, "No, it’s my period.
Stomach pain, and no appetite at all."
Bo Nian: "..."
Staring at his silly sister’s face, speechless for a while, he sighed.
He found a heating pad in the cabinet and tossed it to Bo Nian, who was lying on the sofa like a dead fish, "Use this heating pad for so relief. I’ll make you so brown sugar ginger water."
As Bo Nian was just opening the heating pad, she pitifully poked her head out, "Brother, I don’t eat ginger."
Bo Zhi didn’t look back, taking a piece of ginger from the fridge and bending to grab a packet of brown sugar from another cabinet.
"I’m not asking you to eat ginger."
Bo Nian, "The sll of ginger is awful too. Can I not drink it?"
Bo Zhi snorted with a laugh, "Alright, when your stomach hurts tonight, don’t call ."
Bo Nian: "...How can you be like this? What did Mom tell you before she left?
Is this how you treat your sister?"
Bo Zhi, "Do you have so misunderstanding about what it ans to take care of your sister?"
Although Bo Zhi was bantering with Bo Nian, his hands didn’t stop moving. He quickly cleaned the ginger, set the pot on, and started making brown sugar ginger water for Bo Nian.
Bo Nian pursed her lips, looking very dissatisfied.
She had already graduated from university and did not go to work but rather collaborated with friends to open a studio that specialized in editing short videos for people.
Similar to environntal docuntaries, they even won a decent award in a competition.
Her hobbies were also very broad. She told her parents and him that she wanted to really see the world and turn her hobbies into a career.
The thing she desired the most was freedom.
Bo Yan and Yuran would not interfere with their children’s choices, just like he, as her brother.
The sa goes for him.
Bo Zhi knew his sister’s temperant well; she couldn’t stay calm or sit still.
He rembered that in her junior year, she secretly went to Africa with friends, rented a Harley, and rode from South Africa all the way toward Egypt.
When she called him, she sounded incredibly excited.
Thinking back now, it was still fresh in his mind.
Bo Nian told him on the phone, "Bro, you wouldn’t believe what I’ve experienced in the past month;
I rode through the African Savannah, with lions chasing behind ; it was super thrilling;
I saw the sunset disappear and rise again on the horizon of the African Savannah;
The scenery was so breathtaking it seed unreal, bro, my bike broke down halfway, and suddenly, I felt this kind of life is really good."
At that ti, he had been at the research institute for three days straight, without sleep, because of a project.
And suddenly hearing this news, he nearly dropped his phone.
"Bo Nian."
He called her na through gritted teeth at her reckless boldness.
Bo Nian had been spoiled by the family since childhood, with soone always backing her up.
But when it ca to this traveling thing, he didn’t agree, not at all, especially going to such dangerous places.
Because of her excitent, Bo Nian didn’t notice her brother’s anger; instead, she cheerfully shared all the sights and sounds from her journey.
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