After Becoming an Orphan, My Childhood Crush Who I'd Loved Secretly for a Decade Became My Brother Chapter 2

Ethan laughed softly.

His laugh was particularly pleasant, making one's ears tingle.

On New Year's Eve three years ago, I had heard it up close.

Not only did it make my ears tingle, but if I heard it too much, my heart would flutter too.

"That's not true," he said.

The shopkeeper: "I knew a good-looking boy like you would have high standards. It's not easy for you to find a partner. What's your type? I have a sister who's quite a beauty."

"I don't like girls who are too beautiful."

"Well, she's not that beautiful..."

"I also don't like girls who aren't beautiful enough."

The shopkeeper was at a loss for words, forcing an awkward smile: "Ethan, you should hurry up and find a girlfriend to put your parents at ease."

"Don't worry, I have a girlfriend," Ethan said, "I just haven't decided which girlfriend to bring home."

Shopkeeper: ...

Such an outrageous statement, coming from a player's mouth, somehow seemed reasonable.

After a while, the store was quiet.

I figured Ethan must have left.

I went to grab the last honeydew melon.

A long, fair hand suddenly appeared, intercepting the melon midway.

"Sorry, I got to it first."

The young man's voice sounded behind me.

He said sorry, but there wasn't a hint of apology in his tone.

"But I might consider letting you have it."

Ethan's voice was now drumming against my eardrums—

"Could you turn around?"

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