She, Liu Nian, has lived for thousands of years, completing one task after another, transmigrating into various books. This time, the book she transmigrated into gives her the most headaches.
Hearing her say that, the director felt there was an opportunity and quickly said, "That's easy, haha. When are you planning to go back? I'll have someone book a plane ticket for you."
"I'll play for a few days before going back." She doesn't need a plane ticket; nothing beats her teleportation.
Back at the hotel, Liu Nian quickly tidied up, put on a mask and hat, and a coat before going downstairs to check out.
"Hello, I'd like to check out."
"Okay, please wait a moment." The hotel receptionist politely took the room key and then refunded her deposit.
"Please keep this as your deposit."
"Thank you." Liu Nian casually stuffed the several hundred yuan into his pocket.
As she was about to leave, the polite and courteous receptionist suddenly took out a book and a pen and handed them to her.
Liu Nian looked at him: "Hmm?"
The receptionist was a little embarrassed: "Um, I'm a fan of yours, could you please give me your autograph? Just sign it here." He pointed to a spot on the book cover.
Liu Nian took it, quickly signed it, and handed it to him, but the other person still wouldn't take it.
"Your handwriting is beautiful, could you write a few more words for me?"
fleeting time:"……"
After a moment of silence, she patiently asked, "What do you want to write?"
The deliveryman thought for a moment and said, "Just write 'When the flowers bloom next year,' thank you."
Liu Nian nodded and wrote a sentence very seriously: "Wait until the flowers bloom next year."
Then I handed it to him, and the young man took it, looked at it, and said thank you several times with a smile.
Liu Nian waved his hand to indicate that it was nothing, and then left the hotel.
The receptionist took out his phone and took several pictures of the signature and sentence that Liu Nian had just written.
Looks like I'm going to show this off on WeChat Moments.
Liu Nian first went back to her house in Kyoto to wash up and rest for half a day before returning to the city where Su Ke lived.
Downstairs at the duplex apartment building, Liu Nian was carrying several bags in her hands, walking at a leisurely pace.
When she got to the apartment building, she saw Su Ke and a few other children doing something in the pavilion downstairs. Just when she thought Su Ke and his friends were playing together, she suddenly saw a little boy push him.
Su Ke was pushed so hard that he stumbled backward and almost fell, but his little face remained stubbornly tense and he did not fight back.
When the little boy who was pushing him saw that he was going to push his luck, his hand was suddenly grabbed by a pair of slender, fair hands, and then he was pulled back a little away from Su Ke.
Several other children were also startled by this action. They all looked at the woman who had completely covered her face, and their expressions showed surprise and fear.
Seeing that they were intimidated, Liu Nian stepped forward and picked up Su Ke.
The little guy is only three years old, but because of his constitution, he has never been able to gain weight. Compared to his peers, he looks like he is two years old.
Every time Liu Nian sees him, she feels heartbroken.
Seeing him being bullied this time made Liu Nian feel even more heartbroken and furious.
She never knew if the little guy was often bullied when she wasn't around.
She was too busy filming to keep an eye on him all the time. As long as there is no danger to his life, the system will not issue an alarm.
She had no idea whether she had missed many instances of Su Ke being bullied.
I wonder if this little guy's personality will become twisted if he's bullied all the time!
Now, Liu Nian only hopes that this is the first and last time he has been bullied, otherwise she will have to spend time healing his emotional wounds, which is troublesome!
Thinking of this, Liu Nian lowered her head and looked at the few children who were only up to her thighs, and asked the little boy who had pushed Su Ke earlier, "How could you bully people?"
The little boy was too scared to move, and when Liu Nian questioned him, he didn't even dare to cry.
"Sister, I'm fine." Su Ke, nestled in her arms, rested on her shoulder.
Ever since Liu Nian appeared, he had been keeping his eyes on her, fearing that Liu Nian's appearance at this moment was just a figment of his imagination and would disappear in the blink of an eye.
He only spoke slowly after sensing Liu Nian's aura and familiar scent.
Liu Nian looked at the children with a cold face: "You are all children, and you are all human beings. No one is more noble than the other. If I find out that you are bullying my Su Ke again, I will call the police and have the police take you to the station to reflect on your mistakes."
When the children heard the words "police officer," they looked at each other in fear and apprehension.
"I'm sorry, sister, we'll never do it again. Please don't call the police." The little boy pushing Su Ke couldn't hold back anymore and sobbed as he spoke.
Liu Nian felt that there was still hope for him, so she didn't intend to make things difficult for him, after all, he was just a little kid.
"Apologize to Su Ke."
Upon hearing this, the little boy immediately did as he was told: "I'm sorry, Su Ke, I shouldn't have pushed you. It was my fault."
Su Ke leaned on Liu Nian's shoulder, comfortably squinting her eyes.
"Sister, let's go home."
Su Ke did not forgive him!
Liu Nian didn't linger; he merely glanced at them, then, carrying Su Ke, picked up a few bags from the ground and left.
The other children watched them walk away, still a little scared, and then they dispersed one by one to find their mothers.
When the two returned home, Liu Nian found that Huang Qi was not there and asked him, "Where's Aunt Huang?"
"Aunt Huang went to buy groceries."
"Then why are you downstairs by yourself!"
"I..." He would never admit that he had sneaked downstairs.
"You sneaked down, didn't you!" Who is Liu Nian? You can guess just by looking at the expression on his face.
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