Brother! This is the adoption certificate. I don't want your sister-in-law!

When Su Wan Ning returned home at noon, she didn't say a word to him.

She took out her keys from her bag, opened the door, changed into slippers, and went straight into her room.

The door closed with a sound that was neither too loud nor too soft, leaving a lukewarm echo in the living room.

Su Xiao stood in the entryway, looking at the tightly closed door, and scratched the back of her head.

She was like this on the way here.

Walking ahead at a brisk pace, he caught up and said a few random words, but she didn't reply to a word. However, she stuffed her oden into his hand and told him to eat his fill and go back to sleep.

She might not talk to him, but she was very attentive to him in her actions.

Su Xiao didn't chase after him to ask any more questions. She changed into slippers, put the two servings of oden on the coffee table, sat down, and finished eating them.

After finishing his meal, he went back to his room and lay down on the bed.

I just wanted to rest for a while, but my eyelids drooped as soon as I closed them.

He revised the manuscript until 2 a.m. last night, and was woken up again at 6 a.m., so he slept for less than four hours.

At this age, the body simply can't keep up; it falls asleep instantly, like someone has pressed the power button on a computer.

In my dream, he was still revising the manuscript, and the editor-in-chief stood beside him, frowning and saying that this part was not good and that part needed to be changed.

He lay on the table revising until dawn, until all the words on the paper turned into blotches of ink, impossible to read.

"Bang bang bang".

Su Xiao suddenly opened her eyes; the old-fashioned chandelier was still hanging on the ceiling.

He was stunned for two seconds before realizing he was at home.

"Get up." Su Wan Ning's icy voice came from outside the door.

Su Xiao rubbed her sleepy eyes, sat up in bed, and yawned.

I had only stretched halfway when a crisp cracking sound suddenly came from outside.

It wasn't the sound of a bowl falling to the ground, nor the sound of a glass being knocked over; it was the sound of ceramic shattering into several pieces on a tile, crisp and loud, exploding in the quiet room.

What happened?

Su Xiao was startled and rushed out barefoot without even putting on her shoes.

The living room floor was covered with shards of broken porcelain.

White and pink splattered here and there from the foot of the coffee table all the way down to the TV cabinet.

On one of the largest fragments, you can still see the curve of half a pig's ear.

It was a piggy bank, shaped like a little pig, round and plump. It was the one Su Wan Ning won when her parents took her to a temple fair as a child, playing a ring toss game.

Su Wanning treasured it, keeping it on her desk in her room since she was a child, and would get angry if anyone touched it.

Now it's shattered all over the place.

Coins rolled everywhere—one-cent, five-cent, and one-yuan coins. A few rolled under the sofa, only half of their silver edges showing.

The banknotes were scattered among the fragments, all crumpled and crumpled, including one-yuan, five-yuan, and ten-yuan notes, as well as several neatly folded red one-hundred-yuan notes.

Su Wan Ning stood beside the shards, her backpack already slung over her shoulder, her face still bearing that cold expression.

She glanced at Su Xiao, her gaze lingering on his bare feet for less than half a second before looking away.

"I knocked things over, can you clean it up?"

Her voice was calm, as if nothing had happened.

"I'm going to school now."

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the door. Her steps were quick, and she bent down to put on her shoes in one smooth motion. She opened the door and went out before she had even tied her shoelaces.

Su Xiao stood there stunned, and before she could even speak, her figure had already disappeared into the corridor.

The sound of footsteps echoed downhill, growing farther and farther away, more and more urgent.

When I got to the second floor, I seemed to trip and pause for a moment, then I continued running down, even faster than before.

Su Xiao stood barefoot amidst a pile of broken porcelain shards, looking down at the coins and banknotes.

She kept her piggy bank on her desk since she was little, and she couldn't bear to throw it away even after moving several times.

How could he suddenly appear in the living room?

How could it have been "accidentally" spilled?

Or was it when he had just been woken up?

Su Xiao found out.

She took the piggy bank out of the room, put it on the coffee table in the living room, and then knocked on his door to wake him up.

Then, before he could open the door, he smashed the piggy bank on the ground.

It's all planned out.

Every step has been calculated.

This girl...

Su Xiao was wearing slippers and was about to rummage through her drawers to find a pair of thick gloves.

Suddenly I saw a pair of gloves on the TV.

Have you even thought of finding gloves for me?

Su Xiao was both amused and exasperated. After putting on gloves, she picked up the broken pieces of porcelain one by one and put them away.

After cleaning up all the broken porcelain shards, he picked up the coins one by one.

One-cent coins piled up in one pile, five-cent coins piled up in one pile, and one-dollar coins piled up in one pile.

Then flatten the banknotes one by one and arrange them according to their denominations.

One yuan, five yuan, ten yuan, one hundred yuan.

All things considered, it should amount to nearly 700 yuan.

Suddenly, he saw a note at the very bottom.

His hand stopped.

The paper strip was old, with yellowed edges, deep creases, and one section in the middle was almost broken.

It looks like it's been around for two or three years.

When you open it, the handwriting is crooked and messy, clearly written by Su Wan Ning in the past.

Some characters were too big, and some were too small. When there was no room left at the end, they were squeezed into a corner and crammed together.

"My brother argued with Mom and Dad again today."

My brother wanted to buy a computer, but my parents said it was too expensive. My brother got angry and slammed the door and left.

My brother has been going to internet cafes a lot lately, and I don't want him to go there because there are bad people there.

I was thinking, if I save up money and buy my brother a computer, he'll play games at home and won't go to internet cafes anymore.

My brother ignores me now; he doesn't turn around when I call him.

If I save enough money, will my brother stop disliking me?

Brother, I will try my best to save money from my living expenses, starting today, I will save a little bit every day.

Once I've saved enough, I'll buy you a computer, bread, snacks, potato chips—a little of everything.

Brother, I miss you so much.