Ye Siqian's eyes sparkled, his forehead flushed from excitement, yet he remained undeterred.
"Can you lend me your phone for a moment?" he asked, his tone pleading, though he tried to keep it casual.
"Just use your own phone to get her contact," Ye Bingran replied, clearly reluctant to play the good Samaritan.
Ye Siqian waved his hands repeatedly. "No, that's not it! I know my limits. I just want to take a photo to remember this moment. I feel like this might be the last time I see her."
"Please, just let me borrow your phone. My camera has been broken for ages." He finally stopped sneaking glances at Zheng Mengni, his face filled with hope as if he viewed Ye Bingran's newly acquired phone as a lifeline.
His knees seemed to tremble; if possible, he would have knelt down to beg for a phone that could take pictures. He wanted to keep this unforgettable girl in his world forever, using this absurd and cowardly method.
Ye Bingran couldn't even muster the energy to mock him. He would never stoop so low as to secretly photograph a stranger, nor would he allow someone else to use his phone for such a sleazy purpose.
"Huh?" Ye Bingran suddenly lowered his voice, an ambiguous tone creeping in. "You really like her?"
"I... I..."
Those two words felt too distant for Ye Siqian, who was as insignificant as dust, like an ant that could be crushed at any moment. How could he dare to hope for affection? He didn't even dare to like anyone. Born a rat in a filthy gutter, Ye Siqian never considered using the word "like" to offend anyone.
Moreover, the one who captured his heart at first sight was like the bright moon in the sky—beautiful yet unattainable.
"Tsk," Ye Bingran clicked his tongue. "Looks like you're just infatuated."
Ye Siqian retorted angrily, "You can't question my admiration for Fairy Sister!"
He didn't say "like," but carefully substituted it with "admiration."
Ye Bingran's gaze was inscrutable, not resembling a joke at all. "What if I told you I could make her stay with you forever? Would you want that or not?"
With just a glance at Zheng Mengni, a comprehensive plan began forming in Ye Bingran's mind within seconds.
"Huh?!!" This time, Ye Siqian was completely stunned; he exclaimed "huh" multiple times in disbelief.
Finally regaining his composure, Ye Siqian reached out and pressed his hand against Ye Bingran's forehead.
"No fever! Are you crazy?" Ye Bingran whispered back, his voice strained yet laced with a hint of dark anticipation. But kidnapping was illegal; besides, she clearly came from a wealthy family.
"And she has a boyfriend! I... I just think she's beautiful and want to see her more. Even if you kidnapped her, she wouldn't like me and wouldn't be happy. What if she gets upset and does something reckless? What then?"
Ye Siqian stammered, his words tumbling out in a jumbled mess whenever he felt nervous. He lived in a backward place and had heard stories of impoverished families selling their daughters to wealthy old men. But how could Zheng Mengni be compared to those girls? She was rich and had someone who loved her. If she were ever kidnapped and brought to him, it might drive her to despair and even suicide.
All his thoughts were written on his face, and Ye Bingran couldn't be bothered to look at him. She had never encountered someone so dim-witted; her irritation with foolishness was flaring up.
She brushed his hand aside. "So, do you want it or not?"
"Yes, yes!" Ye Siqian replied without hesitation, excitement gleaming in his eyes.
For some reason, his trust in Ye Bingran had increased significantly over the past few days. His sister had always been smart, but lately, her intelligence seemed to have leaped several levels. Everything she did was so steady and reliable. Not only had they made a considerable amount of money, allowing them to move out of the orphanage into a new home, but she had also brought him to such a beautiful amusement park.
Moreover, he realized that anything entrusted to Ye Bingran seemed to turn out well. What if she really had the ability to bring Fairy Sister over to play with him?
Behind his glasses, his once-clear eyes darkened momentarily. When he was younger, his sister had told him that his gaze was too intimidating; staring at others with such intensity would make it hard for him to make friends. That was why she had found him a pair of non-prescription glasses to conceal the hidden darkness in his eyes.
Ye Siqian touched the frame of his glasses, suddenly wondering if the fairy would dislike this clumsy look of his.
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