I was born and listened to my neighbor's older sister talk about her family of origin.

As for why Song Zixuan was chosen to play this role...

Xu Zhiyu lowered her head slightly, carrying a handful of things Jiang Ye had given her, and slowly walked back to her room, sighing softly in her heart.

She thought Jiang Ye was always concerned about her...

Xu Zhiyu now clearly understands how vast the difference in their social status is.

A wealthy heiress, she frequents high-end places and lives a life of luxury.

He was just the son of the barber shop owner.

Xu Zhiyu didn't want to see their relationship this way, but undeniably, that was the reality.

She cannot change it.

Her elementary school classmates, and a few friends with whom she had a decent relationship, gradually distanced themselves from her because they felt a gap and inferiority in their lives.

We've basically lost contact with each other now.

She didn't want Jiang Ye to be like that.

Xu Zhiyu understands Jiang Ye's inner strength and believes he is not like others.

But what if?

What if he also senses the inequality between them?!

He will distance himself from her, gradually stop caring about her, and slowly disappear from her life.

They are already so far apart; if they were to drift apart emotionally as well, Xu Zhiyu would not be able to accept it.

Xu Zhiyu couldn't imagine what she would become if Jiang Ye really disappeared from her world.

She is able to stand here today entirely because of Jiang Ye.

Without him, she might have been completely ruined in that family.

That boy was the only light in her life.

Therefore, Xu Zhiyu would not allow such a thing to happen.

She wanted him to know that she wasn't having a good time in this family.

She wanted him to think about her all the time.

She wanted him to understand completely...

Xu Zhiyu needs Jiang Ye.

Please don't leave her.

That's it.

Xu Zhiyu returned to her room and neatly put away the things Jiang Ye had given her.

He then went to the bedside and opened the music box on the bedside table.

As the melodious music began to play, a warm breeze blew in from outside the window, lifting her skirt.

She took out the nearly one hundred photos she had just taken with Jiang Ye and placed them one by one on the bed. In a moment, the bed was piled up.

The girl looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction.

In the photos, there are Jiang Ye smiling, Jiang Ye with a blank expression, and Jiang Ye looking angry.

There was Jiang Ye on the swing, Jiang Ye standing next to her, and Jiang Ye smiling gently at her.

她都喜欢。

Xu Zhiyu fell onto the bed with a "bang," her skirt and long hair spreading out like flowers, disappearing into the sea of ​​photos belonging to Jiang Ye, just like her whole being.

It was as if he was hugging himself.

"Ano..."

Xu Zhiyu closed her eyes and murmured softly.

"Ding-dong."

The QQ notification sound rang, and Xu Zhiyu opened her eyes and turned on her phone.

It was a message from Jiang Ye.

It's a picture of a high-speed rail station.

There was another message: "I'm about to take the high-speed train to Yunshi. I'll send you some local specialties when I get back."

Xu Zhiyu smiled and typed, "Hmm, I want to eat flower cakes."

JY: "Okay."

Outside the window, the sound of a car screeching against the ground could be heard.

Xu Zhiyu slightly suppressed her smile, put down her phone, and knew that Cheng Jinglan had returned.

Another hypocritical and busy day is about to begin...

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After Jiang Ye met up with his parents, he took the high-speed train to Dali, Yunnan.

This trip to Yunshi took nearly ten hours by car.

Jiang Cheng specially bought three second-class seats together.

As soon as I settled in, the high-speed train slowly started moving.

The view outside the window gradually changed from skyscrapers to vast farmlands and speeding utility poles.

Hao Mei peeled an orange and handed it to Jiang Ye, then lowered her voice to ask, "Xiao Ye, how was your trip to Xiao Yu's today? Is she doing well there?"

Jiang Cheng also perked up his ears. The couple truly loved and cherished Xu Zhiyu.

Although their identities are different now, Xu Zhiyu is not the Song family's biological daughter. What if she gets bullied there?

Jiang Ye took a bite of the orange; the juice was sweet and refreshing.

"fine."

He chewed on an orange, his tone relaxed.

"Is it really that good?"

Hao Mei confirmed it.

Jiang Ye recalled the scene he witnessed at the Song family's house, but ultimately did not reveal the truth.

"Z really."

Jiang Ye threw the orange peel into the trash bag on the table.

"Uncle Song was very generous to her. She lived in a big villa with a fountain, and the rooms were bigger than our living room."

"As for her stepson, he's very well-behaved. He kept calling me 'brother' today, and he was reluctant to let me go when I left."

"That's good. As long as Xiaoyu isn't wronged, life in a wealthy family isn't always easy."

Hao Mei breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"However, Xiaoyu is a thoughtful child. You are her good friend, so you should pay more attention to her. Even if you can't help her, it's good to show your concern verbally."

Jiang Cheng patted Jiang Ye on the shoulder: "Your mother is right. Keep in touch with Xiaoyu more often. If she has any difficulties, our family will help without hesitation."

"Know."

Jiang Ye nodded, adjusted the back of his seat, and closed his eyes.

"I'm going to sleep for a while. Wake me up when we get there."

For Jiang Ye, who was used to a fast-paced life, a ten-hour drive was pure torture.

Aside from getting up to use the restroom and eat his boxed lunch, he got through the rest of the time by sleeping.

By the time the high-speed train finally stopped at the Yunshi Station platform, it was already completely dark outside, and the glow of neon lights intertwined in the unfamiliar city sky.

"Get off the bus, get off the bus."

Jiang Cheng carried his luggage, looking quite energetic.

Jiang Ye stood up and felt that half of his buttocks had lost sensation.

He rubbed his lower back and moved out of the carriage with the flow of people.

The air in Yunshi is less sticky and humid than in Haicheng, and more refreshing, characteristic of the plateau.

The family of three hailed a taxi outside the station and headed straight for the hotel they had booked in advance.

Jiang Ye took a shower and went straight to sleep.

He was really tired.

The next morning.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains and fell on Jiang Ye's face. He rubbed his eyes and heard Hao Mei's hurried knocking on the door.

"Xiao Ye! Wake up! Let's eat rice noodles, then go see Erhai Lake!"

Jiang Ye rolled over and got out of bed quickly.

He quickly washed up, dressed, and followed his parents downstairs.

A bowl of steaming hot Crossing-the-Bridge Rice Noodles brings peace to the soul.

The three then boarded a bus and headed straight for Erhai Lake.

The bus moved slowly along the coastal road, the engine making a muffled sound that made the metal of the bus resonate.

Jiang Ye leaned against the windowpane, feeling dizzy from the jolting.

The carriage smelled of various snacks and sweat, and it wasn't very pleasant.

But the scenery in Yun City is indeed stunning, with flowers blooming everywhere and the air filled with intoxicating floral fragrance.

The climate is also very pleasant; you can't feel the sweltering heat of Jiangcheng here.

After a nearly half-hour bus ride.

"We're here!"

Hao Mei's excited voice rang in Jiang Ye's ears.

Jiang Ye looked up, and the shadows of trees flashed past the window. The next second, a patch of azure blue unexpectedly entered his field of vision.

That's Erhai Lake.

The water is wide and blends seamlessly with the horizon. Due to the backlighting, the deeper parts have a deep blue hue, while the water near the shore is crystal clear.

The sunlight shone on the shimmering lake surface, so bright that it was hard to open one's eyes.

Instantly, Jiang Ye felt much better.

The tiring journey was relieved at this moment.