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Bai Jiachen sneered.
"But please consider other people's feelings sometimes. I feel like digging a hole when I run into someone I know now, and you still want me to use myself as an example to educate your brother. Aren't you afraid that I might not be able to take it?"
A truck came head-on, and the door was suddenly pulled open by Lin Xu. Bai Jiachen was instantly scared out of his wits: "Don't—" The truck passed by, leaving the road clean and tidy.
Lin Xu stood across the street at the relay station, took out a document from the black messenger bag, handed it to the delivery person, then turned around and looked at the pale-faced Bai Jiachen, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.
Bai Jiachen stared, hands so weak that he could barely hold the steering wheel, his soles sweating.
It was just an illusion.
Looking at the smiling Lin Xu, Bai Jiachen couldn't help but recall the eye contact from earlier.
Desperate and bleak, as if having lost hope in everything, she thought he would...
What kind of person is he after all?
Is it a joke to be so casual? Bai Jiachen was angry and decided to keep his distance from him in the future, but Lin Xu just sat in the passenger seat as if nothing had happened and ordered, "Let's go home. You smell sweaty."
At dinner, Lin Xu met his legitimate employer, Song Yi's parents, who had returned from Yunnan, as Bai Jiachen had predicted. As he had described, the uncle was unusually easy-going and handsome, with a hint of childlike innocence despite being in his forties. It was clear that Song Yi had inherited both his looks and personality.
Upon reflection, my aunt-in-law has an ordinary appearance, but her temperament and eloquence are exceptional, displaying the shrewdness typical of women from big cities.
My aunt-in-law has prepared gifts for them. Bai Jiachen received a purple eternal flower teddy bear, Song Yi received a remote-controlled aircraft, and Lin Xu received a self-balancing scooter, which is an expensive foreign brand and looks quite pricey.
"You must be Lin Xu. I often hear Xiaoyi mention you on the phone," said the aunt-in-law with a gracious smile as she shook Lin Xu's hand. "I'll leave the shop to you in the future."
Then she turned to her son and said, "Xiaoyi, your grandfather is very happy that you scored first in the exam. He wants you to go to Yunnan for New Year's Day."
"Oh."
"Song Yi is preoccupied, filled with thoughts of Smart Sports Games. Aunt-in-law looks at niece, but before she can speak, Bai Jiachen jumps in and says, 'Xiao Yi has been doing well recently. He does math and English exercises for an hour every day. Look, his face has slimmed down.' Aunt-in-law, I've organized his test papers and made a graph. I'll show it to you later."
Aunt-in-law nodded in satisfaction, "The mid-term exams are coming up soon. He hasn't been doing anything unrelated to studying, has he?"
"Absolutely not," Bai Jiachen assured, patting his chest.
Lin Xu looked at Bai Jiachen, who seemed obedient and completely different from usual, and felt a sudden realization in his heart.
This uncle is Fo Ye, and the aunt-in-law is dominant. The life of the niece living under someone else's roof is probably not as good as imagined.
No wonder Bai Jiachen had to work so hard to cover for Song Yi and also take care of his uncle's business. It's a pity that the boy hasn't matured yet and doesn't realize his sister's situation at all. This will inevitably lead to a conflict sooner or later.
After dinner, Lin Xu began to plan how to save enough money to leave this troublesome family as soon as possible. Just as he decided to stay out of it and set boundaries with Bai Jiachen, Bai Jiachen suddenly knocked on the door from outside.
"Lin Xu Lin Xu." Bai Jiachen lowered his voice, as if engaging in some secret activity.
"I'm going to sleep," Lin Xu said, and "click" turned off the desk lamp, plunging the room into darkness.
"Open the door, you can still talk to me. I know you're not asleep."
"..." This is obviously nonsense.
Lin Xu opened the door, and under the hazy moonlight, Bai Jiachen with her hair in a bun and wearing a white dress, ghostly slipped into his room.
Lin Xu saw her transparent shoulder and was shocked to find that there were no bra straps inside. Did she not wear a bra?
She was lost in thought when two green flames suddenly rose from her chest, and they were moving. Lin Xu was startled, and finally found that the green fire was the cat's eyes.
She brought the cat she had caught from the tree today.
"Meng Meng's mother said that Jing Jing has toxoplasma on her body and won't let her raise her. The child squats on the street and cries at night." Zhang Li Meng is the name of Xiao Hong.
"So what?"
"So please trouble you, this Good man, to take me in."
"I have a bad heart, you should take care of yourself."
"My room is filled with drawing paper and paint. What should I do if it gets ruined?"
Lin Xu was speechless. Every time Bai Jiachen ordered someone around, she did so with such righteousness, as if she owed her something.
"And she doesn't look for others, she just looks for trouble for herself, but she's very polite to outsiders," Lin Xu said stingily. "I won't agree, because you offended me today."
"Didn't we settle it? I was almost scared to death by you today," the girl's voice carried a barely perceptible sob, which was sensitively captured by Lin Xu.
Perhaps it was the quiet of the night that made a seemingly ordinary statement during the day now able to evoke countless thoughts in him.
Bai Jiachen also realized that he had lost his composure, "That Lin Xu—"
Lin Xu silently gazed into her eyes, and in the girl's clear irises, his face was reflected vividly.
This was the first time in his life that he had seen his own reflection in someone else's eyes.
So it turns out to be such a feeling.
Bai Jiachen disappeared into the quiet autumn night, leaving behind the cat that sought adoption.
Lin Xu got up and put the cat into a shoebox lined with an old T-shirt. Though he knew he had to return it tomorrow, he couldn't help but stroke the cat's neck.
Some things just can't be brushed off with a pretense of indifference.
Lin Xu is thinking in distress.
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