The baby slapped me, and I said, "Sit on my lap and slap me."

(This is the story of Wen Yu, a fourteen-year-old boy who grew up surrounded by love, falling in love at first sight with Yao Yao, a twelve-year-old girl whose family has never experienced any changes, and trying to become childhood sweethearts.)

Ruan Xinhe looked at her son with a serious expression.

"When you go to the banquet later, stay close to your mother and don't run around. If you feel unwell, tell your mother immediately."

Wen Yu puffed out his chest, looking like a little adult.

"Okay, okay, Mom, I'm fourteen years old now, I'm an adult."

Wen Tianyao reached out and pinched his face, his tone teasing.

"Wait until you're an adult before saying that. Stay with your mother, and don't drink alcohol, understand?"

"I heard it! I heard it!"

Wen Yu drew out his words as he dodged his father's hand, muttering softly, "Dad's such a nag."

Wen Tianyao chuckled, looking at his son who was not quite grown up, unable to hide the smile in his eyes.

This child.

The couple led Wenyu into the banquet hall.

Today is a charity gala hosted by the Su family. The Su family is a newcomer, having just established themselves in Beijing's social circles.

Originally, Wen Tianyao was not planning to come, as such a high-profile event was not worthy of the Wen family's approval.

Unexpectedly, her own son heard about it from somewhere and insisted on coming to join in the fun.

Wen Tianyao thought that Wen Yu was fourteen years old and should try to experience such occasions, so he simply went along with his wishes and brought his wife and children along.

Upon entering the banquet hall, Su Boyuan and his wife Lin Ruolan came to greet them.

They were clearly surprised that Wen Tianyao would come in person, and their faces showed their overwhelming sense of flattery.

During the pleasantries, Wen Yu was also showered with compliments, which made him feel quite pleased with himself, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

But before an hour had even passed, Wen Yu was already getting bored.

He didn't understand what the adults were saying and was too lazy to listen. He tugged at his mother's sleeve and whispered that he wanted to go out for some fresh air.

Ruan Xinhe nodded and had the waiter lead him to the back garden.

The moment Wen Yu stepped into the garden, he let out a long sigh of relief.

It's much better outside. Banquets and such are no fun at all. That kid Jiang Shubai even told me that there are delicious snacks and fun games at banquets.

Liar! I'll give him a good beating when he gets back.

He wandered aimlessly, the afternoon sun shining warmly on him, the garden so quiet that only the sound of the wind and birdsong could be heard.

He suddenly heard a woman's voice, sweet and extremely pleasant.

Following the sound, I found the figure under the rose trellis.

The roses were in full bloom, their pink and white blossoms hanging from the trellis. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the trellis, casting dappled golden light on a girl.

She was wearing a light blue dress, squatting on the grass, and looking down as she teased a little rabbit.

The rabbit was small and snow-white, its ears twitching as it buried its head in the vegetable leaves in the girl's hand.

The girl moved very gently, as if afraid of startling the little creature.

Her lips curved into a smile, and her eyes curved into a smile as the afternoon sun shone on her profile, casting a soft glow.

She was as beautiful as a painting, so beautiful that he forgot to breathe, so beautiful that he couldn't even look away.

He stood there, as if frozen in place, forgetting even how he got there in the first place.

Noticing movement behind her, the girl looked up.

Eyes facing each other.

Wen Yu's heart skipped a beat.

thump.

Thump, thump, thump-thump.....

Su Qingyao tilted her head slightly to look at him, her eyes filled with curiosity and confusion.

She spoke to him in a soft, gentle voice, like snow melting in spring, "Who are you? Do you also want to play with rabbits?"

Wen Yu's heart was beating incredibly fast, and his face turned red.

Looking at the girl in the blue dress, squatting under the rose trellis, like a little fairy.

He had only one thought in his mind.

Mom, he thinks he saw a fairy.

Seeing that he didn't react, Su Qingyao called out again, "Do you want to play with the rabbit too?"

Wen Yu suddenly snapped out of his daze, his tongue stammering, "W-Is it okay?"

Su Qingyao smiled sweetly, her eyes curving into two crescent moons.

"Of course you can, but you have to be gentle."

Wen Yu walked over in a daze and squatted down next to her. As soon as he settled down, a vegetable leaf was offered to him.

"Here, hold it up like this," Su Qingyao demonstrated for him, holding the vegetable leaf in her small hand and teaching him in a serious manner.

"The little rabbit will slowly come over to eat, and when it's focused on eating, you can take the opportunity to pet it; it's very soft!"

Wen Yu didn't hear what she was saying at all.

He felt so close to her, close enough to see the curve of her eyelashes and the fine downy hairs on her cheeks.

She looks even better up close.

so cute.

Good, cute, adorable.

His heart started pounding again, like he was holding a rabbit, thumping even more excitedly than the real rabbit in front of him.

After Su Qingyao finished speaking, she waited for a long time but received no response.

She tilted her head to look at him, waved her small hand in front of his face, and asked with a puzzled expression, "Are you stupid?"

Wen Yu was startled, and his face turned bright red.

"No, no! I'm feeding the rabbits, feeding the rabbits!"

He hurriedly held the vegetable leaf up to the little rabbit, but couldn't help but steal glances at her out of the corner of his eye.

"My name is Wen Yu."

He spoke softly, his voice muffled and tinged with nervousness, "And you?"

"My name is Su Qingyao."

She answered matter-of-factly, tilting her head to look at him, "Are you a guest at the banquet?"

"Mmm!" Wen Yu nodded vigorously. "I came with my parents."

Upon hearing this, Su Qingyao's face lit up with pride, her chin slightly raised, and her eyes sparkling.

"My dad hosted the banquet, isn't that amazing?"

Looking at her smug little face, Wen Yu felt his heart melt.

"Amazing." He said, stunned, his voice soft, as if afraid of disturbing something. "So amazing."

He wasn't lying.

She is really amazing.

She was so stunning that he couldn't take his eyes off her after just one glance.

His sudden decision not to beat up Jiang Shubai was actually quite useful, as it led him to meet the fairy.

Being young, the two squatted under the rose trellis, chatting away, and soon became acquainted.

"I'm fourteen this year, how about you?" Wen Yu asked.

Su Qingyao counted on her fingers, "I'm twelve years old."

Wen Yu's eyes lit up; Yao Yao was two years younger than him!

"Then you have to call me brother."

He pretended to be calm, but his tone betrayed a hint of smugness.

Su Qingyao tilted her head and glanced at him, but didn't think anything was wrong. She spoke frankly, "Brother Wenyu."

When those four words reached his ears, Wen Yu felt as if he were floating on air.

It felt like walking on clouds, soft and dizzying.

Brother Wenyu.

Brother Wenyu!

He silently repeated it to himself several times, and with each repetition, the corners of his mouth turned up a little more, until they were so up that he couldn't suppress them anymore.

Wen Yu started by asking casual questions, pretending to chat, but eventually he found out exactly where Su Qingyao lived, which school she attended, and what grade she was in. The two even exchanged contact information.

The naive Su Qingyao was unaware that Wen Yu in front of her had already begun to secretly plot against her, and obediently answered seriously.

When Ruan Xinhe called Wen Yu to go home, he reluctantly turned back every few steps.

"My lovely little sister, can I come play with you sometime?"

Although Su Qingyao thought Wen Yu was a bit silly, she didn't mind having another playmate.

She smiled and waved goodbye to him, her voice soft and sweet.

"Okay, Brother Wenyu."

Su Qingyao watched Wen Yu leave, then looked down at her phone. The profile picture of the newly added friend was a gray little figure, and the name was just one letter: Y.

She thought for a moment and changed his nickname.

Brother Wenyu (silly)