"Yujie, are you awake?" When I opened my eyes again, the room was already dimly lit. Fia was leaning over the bed, looking at me with a warm smile. "School is over?" "Uh-huh... Fia has been home for more than ten minutes," Fia nodded and then placed her hand on my forehead. "No more fever... Yujie gege's fever has really gone down... Fia thought..." She started crying, leaving me confused. "What's wrong?" "I thought Yujie gege was going to leave Fia..." "It's not that dramatic, I just had a fever..." I wiped away the tears from Fia's eyes. "But... Fia was so worried that she couldn't concentrate in class," she said, not beating around the bush. "I'm also worried about Fia coming home alone," I expressed my concern. "Is that so? But Yujie gege doesn't need to worry, Fia is a grown-up..." Fia imitated the tone of an adult. You're not a grown-up, you're just a seven-year-old kid, I thought. "But Fia was approached by a stranger after school," Fia suddenly lowered her head and said. I was surprised to hear that. "And then?" "She took the flyer the stranger gave her..." Fia took out a flyer from her pocket. After seeing it, I felt a bit relieved but still unsettled and angry. "Didn't I tell you not to talk to strangers or take things from them?" Thank goodness nothing bad happened, or else my adorable little sister would have been kidnapped. She looks so innocent and easy to deceive. "Fia saw other classmates' parents taking them, so she..." It's this meaningless showing off again. "So... Fia performed exceptionally poorly today," my expression became very serious. "Yujie gege... Fia knows she was wrong," Fia closed her eyes as if she were afraid. "It's alright for Yujie gege to punish Fia... but please don't stop Fia from watching TV dramas," she still had a fondness for TV dramas. "Since I have to punish you..." I said slowly, stealing glances at Fia's expression. I didn't actually plan to punish her seriously, just tease her a little. "Uh-huh..." Fia pretended to listen attentively, making a praying gesture. "Could you please get me a glass of water? I'm a little thirsty..." Although the fever subsided, I still felt weak and my throat was dry. "Water? Fia will get a glass of water for Yujie gege," hearing that she's not forbidden from watching TV dramas, Fia eagerly ran out of the room. After about ten seconds, Fia came back with a glass of water in her hand. I got up and took it, drinking it in one gulp. After finishing, my throat felt much better. I placed the cup on the desk and then reminded Fia, "From now on, go straight home after school, okay? Don't talk to strangers or accept things from them." "Uh-huh..." Fia nodded vigorously, as if she were playing a bongo drum. It made me wonder if she would really follow what I said. Maybe I should put a tracking device on her or something. "Where's Zhiye?" Fia has been here the whole time, but I didn't see her around. "When Fia came in, she saw Zhiye jiejie was getting ready to go out. She told Fia not to disturb you, and also because the ingredients in the fridge ran out, she had to go buy some..." "So you mean Zhiye went out to buy groceries?" "That's right..." Fia nodded. "Oh..." I replied indifferently, then sat on the edge of the bed and put on my slippers. "Yujie gege, why do I feel like you have something on your mind?" "Do I?" "Yujie gege's expression looks like someone Fia saw in a TV drama... let me think..." Fia held her chin and tried to remember. "This character seems to have someone who likes them, but they like someone else," she guessed accurately... What TV drama is that? "Did Fia guess correctly?" "Close enough..." I didn't hide it, after all, I didn't have anyone I could confide in. Although Fia was just a small girl who hadn't grown up yet and wouldn't understand my frustrations from being older than her by a few years, sometimes it felt good to say it out loud. Maybe I might even get some helpful advice."Does Yu Jie gege not like Yi Xiaojie jiejie?" Feya asked bluntly, leaving me at a loss for words. "Um... like or not like," I could only give an ambiguous answer. "So, do you like her or not?" "Don't put me in a difficult position," I said hesitantly. "Feya just wants to clarify something," she said. "Um... basically, I like another girl," I replied. "Yu Jie gege likes another girl? It feels like a love triangle... but usually in this kind of ending, the male protagonist jumps off a building, the two female leads kill each other, or the male protagonist ends up with nothing," Feya said. "That's so terrifying. Where did you hear that?" I couldn't help but say. "Don't just take everything from TV dramas. Reality is not as tragic as TV dramas. At most, someone might jump off a building because they can't handle it," I explained. "Yu Jie gege, you must not jump off a building," Feya said. "Who would jump off a building? I want to live well!" I couldn't help but shout. "Feya was just joking. Don't take it seriously... By the way, does the girl you like like you? Is there..." Feya suddenly blushed and found it difficult to ask. "What?" I asked. "Like in the dramas... they often get the girl drunk and then take her to bed..." My mouth twitched. TV dramas are really vulgar and I shouldn't let Feya watch them. "That's a crime... Can't believe I have to explain this," I couldn't help but say. "Is that so? That's how it is in TV dramas. It's weird," Feya said, looking puzzled. It made me want to have some quiet time. "So, how is it going between you and her?" Feya didn't want to dwell on it and changed the topic. "She hates me... She completely hates me!" I exclaimed in despair. "Why does she hate you?" I told Feya everything that happened. After listening, Feya seemed to understand. "If Feya were in Yu Jie gege's shoes, she would have cried and called for her mommy a long time ago," she said. Who would confess to a primary school student? "Although it's a little silly, Feya thinks that Yuxi jiejie doesn't actually hate you, she was just scared," Feya said. "Is that so?" I was a bit skeptical. "After years of observing all kinds of people, Feya can confirm..." Feya said seriously. I thought observing people was just from TV dramas... it's not real at all. "In that case, does Feya have any clever ideas?" Since Feya knows more, I'll take it as a last-ditch effort. It's embarrassing for a high school student to seek advice from a primary school student. I consoled myself with "it's not shameful to ask those below you." "Hmm..." Feya pondered for a long time, while I waited impatiently. "According to how people chase girls in TV dramas... first, understand her interests and create common topics to get closer to her," she said. "I'm asking you." "Then, once there is even a little bit of liking, go on a date, hold hands... you can do those things," she said, suddenly blushing. "Why are you suddenly shy?" "Yu Jie gege, you have to work hard..." Feya made a cheering pose. "Even if you ask me to work hard... I'm not sure..." "The boat will naturally straighten itself when it reaches the bridge," she said, imitating a mature person. Stop talking like an adult, it sounds weird. Just as I was silently complaining in my heart, I heard the sound of someone unlocking the door. I immediately became cautious and whispered to Feya, "This is our secret. Don't let Yuxi know." "Okay... but the condition is that Yu Jie gege has to treat Feya well," Feya said with hidden meaning. I started to regret why I said it in the first place. It's like digging my own grave. "Yu Jie gege... Feya realizes that you're quite petty," she said. "I'm not petty," I denied. "Shouldn't you treat Feya well?" "Of course..." I replied without hesitation. "Feya knows that Yu Jie gege will treat Feya well. I love you," she said. "Here we go again..." "Feya will be Yu Jie gege's love expert, helping you solve problems," Feya said confidently. It's amazing that someone so young can become a love expert. But I don't plan on breaking Feya's confidence. After all, she's my little sister. And so, Feya and I left the room together. It seemed that Zhiye had bought a lot of ingredients and was planning to make chicken soup for me. I really didn't like it, but I couldn't refuse. In the end, I reluctantly drank it.I almost vomited in front of them, and since then, I have developed an even deeper aversion to chicken soup.