After four years of living alone after marrying far away, he went back to his parents' home and

Lan Yujuan stopped herself from yawning halfway through.

If she remembered correctly, when Qin Shuyi pushed open the door and barged in that day, those two were still lying in the same bed, right?

Clearly, Qin Shuyi had also thought of that day's scene, and her eyes instantly reddened. She forced back her tears and said:

"They were just drunk that day; they weren't boyfriend and girlfriend at all."

Lan Yujuan whispered, "Did Xu Jian say these words to you personally?"

If what Xu Jian said is true, then that's incredibly shameless!

Qin Shuyi was quite honest, shaking her head and saying:

"He didn't explain, he just said it was none of my business, it was my own judgment."

"A family like the Xu family would never allow Xu Jian to have such a messy woman as his girlfriend, who is also so much older than him!"

Lan Yujuan silently tightened the pillow in her arms, leaned back on the sofa, closed her eyes, sighed, and didn't dare to say anything more.

She genuinely didn't want to get involved in the affairs of a 17-year-old girl. At the same time, she was truly exhausted!

Lan Yujuan was wondering to herself what was wrong with her today.

I had a good nap this afternoon, so why am I so sleepy now?

She shifted her body, adjusting herself into a more comfortable position on the sofa.

Suddenly, she sensed a figure beside her, like a large caterpillar crawling towards her.

Lan Yujuan initially didn't think much of it, but unexpectedly, the little girl suddenly spoke softly, her tone full of guilt:

"Auntie, please don't be angry, I didn't mean it that way..."

Lan Yujuan was taken aback by his words, opened her eyes, and raised an eyebrow. "Hmm?"

When the little girl saw that she had opened her eyes again, she thought she had done the right thing, so she immediately knelt down beside her, took her hands in hers, and continued:

"Aunt, I really didn't mean to say you were a messy woman who didn't deserve my uncle. I was just talking about the woman who was bothering Xu Jian!"

Lan Yujuan took a deep breath, leaned against the sofa, and propped her head up with her hand, saying:

"Qin Shuyi, thank you so much!"

"If you hadn't specifically explained it, I really wouldn't have thought of it that way..."

Qin Shuyi was stunned, her heart skipped a beat, and then her face turned bright red. She quickly looked away guiltily, "Hehe."

The little girl didn't like watching TV, didn't have her phone with her, and couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. Coincidentally, Lan Yujuan was also awake and was lounging on the sofa waiting for someone.

So the little girl started pestering Lan Yujuan, chatting about this and that, which really piqued Lan Yujuan's curiosity.

A girl like Qin Shuyi, who is beautiful and comes from a powerful family, should be very popular at school!

Why would she devote all her attention to that boy named "Xu Jian"?

Is he handsome? Yes, he is quite good-looking.

However, the Chen and Qin families have always been known for their outstanding appearance and demeanor.

Compared to Chen Mo, Xu Jian's appearance was somewhat weak and scholarly.

Could it be that she was attracted to his talents, because he can sing and play guitar? That can't be the case!

Nowadays, starting from elementary school, almost half of the children have some kind of talent or skill, which is not surprising.

Lan Yujuan would always try to steer the conversation toward Xu Jianshen, whether intentionally or unintentionally, whenever she saw the young girl.

She simply sat up straight and asked the question that had been bothering her:

"Shuyi, what do you think is so good about Xu Jian?"

Just hearing that name made the little girl's cheeks turn as red as a ripe apple.

"I think he's perfect in every way!"

The little girl bit her lower lip, lowered her head, and fiddled with her fingers, whispering.

"My parents were always busy when I was little. They were busy working, busy making money, busy arguing, and busy making up."

"Especially my mom, even though she's so busy, she still finds time to fight with my grandma."

"I know my parents love me very much, but they don't have time to spend with me. I also know my grandma doesn't like me at all and hates that I'm taking her place as her grandson."

"Although in front of outsiders, she still has to pretend that she loves all her grandchildren. As long as I am my father's daughter, I am the only heir of the Qin family."

Hearing the girl mention these things, Lan Yujuan felt a pang of distress, and the slender girl beside her seemed to grow even thinner.

She couldn't help but reach out and gently take the little girl's hand.

Unexpectedly, the little girl didn't stand on ceremony at all, leaning against her shoulder and tightly hugging half of her arm with both hands.

"But I don't care about any of that!" The little girl's willful voice carried a hint of stubbornness. "Because I still have Xu Jian."

"We live in the same neighborhood, and we went to the same schools from kindergarten, elementary school, middle school, and high school."

"At school, if a boy bullies me and pulls my braids, Xu Jian will beat him up for me."

"When I cry, Xu Jian comforts me. When I'm scared, Xu Jian stays with me."

"Xu Jian skips classes and asks me to cover for him. He wants to learn guitar, doesn't want to study, wants to pursue his dream of making music, and wants to be himself. I will fully support him!"

"In this world, only he understands me best, and only I understand him best!"

"Aunt, do you understand how I feel about him?"

Lan Yujuan nodded. "Yes, I understand."

"You and Xu Jian are half-siblings."

"He'll take care of you like an older brother, and you'll support him and admire him unconditionally like a younger sister, right?"

Hearing her interpretation, Qin Shuyi was clearly flustered. "That's not how it is."

"Xu Jian and I are not related by blood. I just like him, the kind of liking between a boyfriend and girlfriend!"

Lan Yujuan thought for a moment, then asked from a different angle:

"Have you ever held hands since you grew up?"

Qin Shuyi shook her head, "No, but he would help me carry my schoolbag after school."

Lan Yujuan thought for a moment, then asked:

"Have you kissed him?"

Qin Shuyi immediately replied, "Of course we've kissed!"

Lan Yujuan's heart skipped a beat, and she whispered, "Recently?"

Qin Shuyi blushed and shook her head. "No, it was when I was in first grade."

"We were playing together, and I tripped and fell. I accidentally hit his face with my mouth..."

He said he would marry me when I grew up.

After hearing this, Lan Yujuan's vision went black, then blacked out again.

Xu Jian might not even remember a casual remark he made when he was a child, but this little girl has remembered it to this day.

After chatting all night, Lan Yujuan had a general idea of ​​what was going on:

Qin Shuyi was going through a rebellious teenage period, and was also experiencing the first stirrings of love.

She may not have really liked Xu Jian; it was just that at this stage, there happened to be a boy who she knew well and could trust and rely on wholeheartedly.

So she projected her deepest emotional needs onto this cool, rebellious teenager.

With proper attention and guidance, the little girl can potentially navigate this stage more smoothly.

"Click~", the door was unlocked and then gently pushed open.

After safely sending his parents-in-law back home, Chen Mo also returned home.

The living room was very quiet.

Two snoring sounds came from the direction of the sofa, rising and falling, neither louder than the other.

Chen Mo put down his keys, changed his shoes, and walked to the sofa to take a look:

The two people on the sofa were asleep, their heads touching.