When Cheng Pingxi entered the room, Wu Yue was already in bed. The blanket was a soft, pink one, prepared by Wu's mother, exuding a sweet and delicate fragrance. The room's air conditioning was set to a comfortable temperature, neither too cold nor too hot.

Cheng Pingxi held the mattress and blanket in one hand and closed the door with the other. Looking at the girl with a cool and aloof expression on the bed, he quickly put the mattress down and made the bed.

Afterwards, Wu Yue casually tossed him another unused pink pillow from her bed, saying, "Don't be shy."

Cheng Pingxi accepted the pillow without any qualms, after all, it cost him five million.

[Hi, we suggest you change the color here!]

Forgive my bluntness, but pink actually suits my brother quite well.

[My brother is so cute!]

[Does my older brother at home have a bit of a puppy-like vibe?]

Don't forget, my older brother was just an ordinary 19-year-old who skipped grades.

Seeing the comments in the live stream, Wu Yue couldn't help but smile.

She wrapped herself up tightly, only revealing half of her face.

After Cheng Pingxi lay down, a bedside lamp was left on in the room. The light was warm yellow, not as bright as an incandescent bulb, but it was very cozy.

"Brother, how did you grow up after you were separated from Mom and Dad?" Wu Juemin and the others hadn't explained this to her, and Wu Yue didn't know either. She hadn't thought of asking before, but now that she had some free time, she wanted to find out.

Cheng Pingxi quipped, "Of course, they grew up eating rice..."

Wu Yue paused for a moment, then asked, "Who raised you?"

"I grew up in the mountains when I was a child, so to be honest, I don't have much of an impression of it."

Recalling the past, in the dim light, his voice was slightly hoarse and deep, and Wu Yue felt as if she were listening to a storyteller.

"Around the time I was in first grade, I was sent down the mountain to live in a boarding school. The person who raised me never wanted to see me. When I was younger, he would send people to take care of me, and when I got older and was able to take care of myself, he would send me money regularly. He never appeared again after I entered the entertainment industry. I asked many people to look for him, but I didn't get any useful information."

Even the person who used to take care of me said they had never met him; they only communicated by phone.

Wu Yue was very curious, "This is very puzzling. Why can he support you for so long without saying a word or asking for anything in return?"

"I don't know either," Cheng Pingxi said, somewhat frustrated. "I'm very grateful to him, but I have no way to express my gratitude to him. If I could, I would like to take care of him for the rest of my life, like my own parents."

Wu Yue thought for a moment and said, "Hmm... if you really want to find him, I do have a way."

Cheng Pingxi's eyes suddenly lit up. He sat up, but quickly lay back down silently, staring blankly at the ceiling: "Never mind. Since he doesn't want to see me, he probably has his reasons. I'll wait until he's willing to see me, or until I really, really want to see him, then I'll ask you for help."

"no problem."

After a long silence, Cheng Pingxi suddenly spoke, calling out in a serious tone, "Sister..."

"Hmm, what?"

"You and Yan Chiyu, the two of you...?" Cheng Pingxi's voice was very soft, but Wu Yue heard it clearly.

"Although my brother hasn't had many romantic relationships, he has acted in some romantic dramas. I can clearly feel that there is a different aura between you and Yan Chiyu. Of course, although my brother didn't like him at first, he seems pretty good now."

Wu Yue muttered to herself, "Don't speak well of him just because he accepted a 1997 limited edition figurine."