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

The bicycles passed through rows of neat sycamore trees, and the streetlights cast long strips of light overhead, dappling the two people with their shadows.

As I passed by the river, the wind carried damp moisture that felt cool against my skin, adding a touch of warmth to the summer heat.

As you pass by the bustling food street, the aroma of grilled squid and fried skewers mingles together, forcefully filling your nostrils.

Xu Zhiyu, sitting in the back seat, gripped Jiang Ye's waist and could clearly feel the muscles tighten and relax with each of his thrusts. A constant stream of heat emanated from the thin fabric, traveling along her arm and into her heart.

As Xu Zhiyu and Jiang Ye walked through these landscapes together, she suddenly thought, "How wonderful it would be if we could keep walking this road forever?"

But time seems to pass very quickly.

Not long after, the bicycle stopped at the entrance of a grand residential complex.

The four large, gilded characters "Qing Shui Huating" stood out prominently under the night lights.

Jiang Ye glanced at the security guards standing ramrod straight at the entrance and the access control that required swiping a card to enter, and understood.

Cheng Jinglan has never shortchanged Xu Zhiyu materially.

"I have arrived."

Xu Zhiyu jumped off the back seat, her skirt tracing an elegant arc in the air.

She reached out and picked up Jiang Ye's coat, which he had placed on the back seat, carefully patted off the dust, and handed it back to him.

"Thank you for bringing me back."

"fine."

Jiang Ye took the coat and casually draped it over his arm. "Then you should get some rest."

He turned the car around, ready to leave.

"Ano."

Xu Zhiyu called out to him again.

Jiang Ye turned around and saw the girl standing at the brightly lit entrance of the residential area, her figure appearing somewhat frail.

She raised her eyes, her beautiful eyes reflecting the twinkling lights, as if filled with a galaxy, and her tone carried a hint of barely perceptible anticipation.

"Would you like to... come up and sit for a while?"

Jiang Ye thought for a moment and nodded.

"OK."

He felt it necessary to give the kid a warning.

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Xu Zhiyu's eyes lit up instantly, and she couldn't help but smile. She quickly walked to the access control and swiped her resident card.

With a "beep", the door opened.

The two walked in side by side.

The streetlights in the residential area are brighter than those on the outside streets, illuminating the flowers and plants in the green belts clearly.

The air was filled with the faint scent of gardenias.

Just as their figures turned a corner and disappeared into the building entrance.

Not far away, a slender figure in pajamas walked out carrying a bag of trash.

Just as Lin Youxun was about to throw the trash into the recycling bin, a glance out of the corner of her eye caused her to pause slightly.

She saw a familiar figure from behind.

Tall and slender, wearing the school uniform of No. 1 Middle School.

That's... Jiang Ye?

How did he end up here?

Lin Youxun's gaze unconsciously followed the figure, and then she saw the girl next to him.

Wearing a white dress and with long hair reaching her waist, even just a side profile is enough to attract attention under the night lights.

The two people... seem very close.

Lin Youxun blinked, thinking she had misread it.

But the next second, she saw the two of them walk into the building where her home was located.

Does he live here too?

No, she had never seen him since she moved here.

So he... came to see that girl?

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The elevator ascended smoothly.

Jiang Ye followed Xu Zhiyu to a door.

Xu Zhiyu entered the password, and the door lock clicked open.

The moment I pushed open the door, a slightly chilly atmosphere, typical of a new house, rushed out.

The house was large and decorated in a minimalist modern style with black, white and gray tones, making it look like a showroom with little of a homey atmosphere.

Xu Zhiyu handed Jiang Ye a pair of gray-black slippers, which Jiang Ye found surprisingly to fit him well.

Just then, a middle-aged woman wearing an apron heard the noise and poked her head out of the kitchen.

"Miss, you're back?"

She smiled when she saw Xu Zhiyu, then her gaze fell on Jiang Ye behind her, her expression slightly surprised.

The young lady had just brought this boy back to the villa in Haicheng two months ago.

He actually brought him back again today. Did he originally live in Jiangcheng?

"Hello, Aunt Liu."

Jiang Ye greeted Aunt Liu politely.

"Hey, hello, hello."

Aunt Liu wiped her hands and smiled, "Please come in. I'm making a late-night snack for you, miss. Would you like a bowl too?"

"No need to trouble Aunt Liu, I'll just sit for a while and then leave."

Jiang Ye declined.

He looked around; the living room was empty, and he didn't see anyone else.

"Aunt Liu, where's Zixuan?"

he asks.

Xu Zhiyu asked the question on his behalf.

Aunt Liu hesitated for a moment before answering.

"Young Master... is in the e-sports room."

Upon hearing this, Xu Zhiyu sighed helplessly and walked towards the e-sports room.

The door was very soundproof, but if you got close, you could still faintly hear the loud clattering of a keyboard being pounded, along with the swearing of a woman.

"Damn! Does the support even know how to play?! Block my ultimate!!"

"Where's the jungler? Picking Ganoderma lucidum in your jungle again, huh?"

Xu Zhiyu seemed to be used to it, but a layer of worry appeared between her brows. She walked to the door and knocked gently.

"Zixuan, Uncle Song said that you are not allowed to play on the computer at this time."

Her voice was soft, carrying a hint of admonition.

The cursing from inside the door stopped abruptly.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely impatient, hoarse voice, still going through puberty, roared out.

"roll!"

Xu Zhiyu stood at the door, her eyes lowered, her long eyelashes casting a shadow under the light. She didn't speak again, and fell silent.

Jiang Ye couldn't help but frown at that sight.

He had finally watched Xu Zhiyu escape that family and finally had a better life, and now he couldn't allow another "Xu Hai" to appear.

He stepped forward, past Xu Zhiyu, and placed his hand directly on the doorknob.

The door wasn't locked.

He pushed the door open and entered.

A murky stench, a mixture of instant noodle smells and teenage sweat, hit me.

On the huge computer screen, a fierce battle scene from League of Legends was playing. A hero with the ID "Xuanyuan Dashao" was lying in a pool of blood, and the screen turned gray.

A black-haired boy, wearing headphones, slammed his mouse in frustration.

Jiang Ye walked behind him expressionlessly, reached out, and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

Song Zixuan, who was about to revive and rush out to deliver another blow, was interrupted and became extremely annoyed.

He abruptly ripped off his headphones, almost in a fit of rage.

"Didn't I tell you to get lost? Can't you understand human language?"

He turned his head away while cursing.

The next moment, Song Zixuan was stunned.

"Holy crap! You... what are you doing here?"

Jiang Ye narrowed his eyes, a slight smile playing on his lips.

That smile appeared somewhat sinister under the changing lights and shadows of the e-sports screen.

"Who were you just telling to get lost?"