Red Stamp

  "It's me who should be asking you what's wrong, which nerve of yours has gone haywire, and what nonsense are you spouting there." Xiao Ye gave me an exasperated look, I thought for a moment, and still decided to tell him.

  "I just saw a red mark-like thing on your brow, but it's gone now," I said, grabbing Xiao Ye's hair and pulling his head in front of me, looking at him again with an unbelieveable seriousness, even more serious than when I buy lottery tickets.

  "A red mark?" Xiao Ye exclaimed, picking up the mirror beside her and examining herself left and right in it. "Nope, my handsome face is still as handsome as before."

  I couldn't take his narcissism anymore, so I sat on his bed and gave him a loud slap on the head. "Alright, stop using this to attack me! I say it's true, it's true. Do you have any opinions?"

  Xiao Ye rubbed her sore head and muttered, "Violent girl, be careful that you won't be able to get married in the future."

  I put on a very gentle smile, slowly leaned in, and snapped my finger joints, making a "crackling" sound. Xiao Ye took one look at me and immediately begged for mercy, "Older sister, I was wrong! You're so lovely, so kind, so..."

  "It's too late to say that now." I cut him off without hesitation, rushed up and gave him a good scolding. After finishing, I sat back on the stool, Xiao Ye had a resentful expression, her hair was messy. She portrayed the image of a wronged wife perfectly. What a waste, such great acting skills not being utilized in the entertainment industry. The country has lost another talent. I shook my head again with emotion.

  I looked at him calmly and said, "If you curse me again, if I really can't get married in the future, you won't be able to marry a wife either. You'll have to take responsibility for raising me."

  "Alright, I'll support you." Xiao Ye said as he opened his arms wide. I gave him a big hug, "Waaah, Xiao Ye, you're really too good to me, I'm so touched."

  "Older sister."

  "Midnight."

  Three seconds later...

  Two people leaned back on either side, both hands grasping their necks as if vomiting.

  "We can save one dinner now."

  "Frugality is a good virtue." Xiao Ye immediately picked up on my words.