Yang Xiaoyu learned in the morning that Wan Qiu was injured in a fight, so he immediately bought a plane ticket and flew back to China.

Wan Qiu also received a caring message from Yang Xiaoyu's assistant Zhao Jingyue.

It was already late in the evening when Wan Qiu saw Yang Xiaoyu.

Yang Xiaoyu was exhausted and didn't even change into home shoes. She pushed the door open and walked into Wan Qiu's bedroom in her high heels.

Even though Wan Qiu had the habit of closing the door but not locking it, he was a little confused when he looked up and saw Yang Xiaoyu while wearing his pajamas.

Yang Xiaoyu was standing in front of Wan Qiu, and Wan Qiu could see that her always delicate makeup was a little smudged.

Yang Xiaoyu moved closer to Wan Qiu, touching the corner of his eyes with his fingers.

Wan Qiu knew that this kind of ambiguous touch was caused by trembling.

Yang Xiaoyu's extremely bad face and tightly pursed lips revealed her anxiety.

Wan Qiu held Yang Xiaoyu's hand so that she could put her fingers on the purple wound.

Just a gentle touch, no pain at all.

"Welcome home, Mom."

Wan Qiu saw Yang Xiaoyu take a deep breath, she closed her eyes, and opened them again.

Calmness returned to that beautiful face.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, baby, mommy is fine now."

Yang Xiaoyu was very unhappy, but he was trying to hide it.

Wan Qiu did not expose her, but just nodded obediently.

Yang Xiaoyu told Wan Qiu to rest and went to find Chu Jianshu.

Wan Qiu didn't know what was going on, but he still got out of bed quietly, stepped on soft slippers and followed from a distance to watch.

Butler Bai, who noticed the situation, was obviously a little worried.

Wan Qiu grabbed Butler Bai's clothes and tried to comfort him.

Butler Bai just smiled and told Wan Qiu that it was okay.

When Yang Xiaoyu came out again, she still looked very bad.

He just ruffled Wanqiu's hair and kissed his forehead.

Wan Qiu took leave and stayed at home because of injury, so Chu Yigui naturally did not go to school.

Chu Yigui has always been very clear about Wan Qiu’s daily class progress and can take the initiative to give Wan Qiu lessons at home.

Individual teaching and group teaching are different. Chu Yigui only tutors Wan Qiu in the same way, which actually makes him learn faster than in school.

Wan Qiu’s vision was limited, so he didn’t leave any homework, he just finished the course and didn’t go on.

Yang Ze had been unusually silent these past two days because he didn't want to disturb Wan Qiu.

Yang Ze has now begun to gradually get in touch with Chu Jianshu's actions. He basically works overtime until very late every day, but he has been going home early in the past two days.

After knowing the whole story, even though Yang Ze knew in his heart that Wan Qiu only had superficial injuries and that there would be no serious problem, his emotions became even more complicated when he actually saw it with his own eyes.

Only after Wan Qiu seemed to be in better condition did Yang Ze take the initiative to find Wan Qiu.

Yang Ze asked Wan Qiu where he hit the other party.

Because Wan Qiu had a good rest, he even performed a reenactment of the scene for Yang Ze.

Yang nodded and said that Wan Qiu did a good job and put into practice the skills he taught him.

But as if that was not enough, he intensified Wan Qiu's training.

When Wan Qiu saw Yang Ze teaching him how to attack the lower body more skillfully, even Wan Qiu felt a little phantom pain.

Wan Qiu asked Butler Bai not to tell Chu Zhang about it.

Because Chu Zhang took a long vacation for his birthday party, he is now very busy.

It seemed that everyone thought Wan Qiu's injury was very serious, but Wan Qiu still felt that it was just a minor injury.

Just bruises.

It won't hurt at all if you don't touch it.

But it seems that if he is well-behaved and obedient in "recovering from his injuries", everyone will be happier.

Wan Qiu looked at his face carefully while washing up in the bathroom.

The only worry is that it looks a bit ugly now.

Wan Qiu doesn't want to lower the average appearance of the family.

Chu Yigui did not go back to his bedroom these two days, but chose to sleep with Wan Qiu.

Wan Qiu didn't think much about it, as they had spent a lot of time sleeping together.

Wan Qiu leaned on the bed and talked to Zhou Peiyu on the phone.

Zhou Peiyu, who loved gossip very much, asked around in the school and found out some gossip.

It is said that the two boys who caused trouble in the class were actually the girl’s boyfriends, one knew about it and the other did not.

In Zhou Peiyu's words, they are a serious boyfriend and girlfriend, and the other party is the only one who knows the other.

Zhou Peiyu also told a lot of gossips about those three people, and Wan Qiu was stunned.

When Wan Qiu hung up the phone, he began to doubt his life.

"Didn't you say... that you can't fall in love too early?"

Wan Qiu felt as if all the cognition he had built up was collapsing.

"Well, school rules don't allow it." Chu Yigui said.

Chu Yigui was leaning against the head of the bed, holding a book in his hand. Wan Qiu took a few glances at it and saw that it was filled with dense words.

"But they are in love early? And..." Wan Qiu looked eagerly, "Can one person have two boyfriends?"

"..." Chu Yigui paused while reading, his face darkening, "No."

Wan Qiu knelt on the bed, hesitant: "Then they did something that is not allowed."

"Yes, according to school rules, at least two of the three of them must be expelled, but given Uncle Chu's personality, he will probably ask for all three to be expelled directly."

Chu Yigui guessed that Chu Jianshu would do this, and Yang Xiaoyu would most likely directly prevent them from going to school, at least in this city.

"You will miss school if you fall in love." Wan Qiu suddenly became nervous.

Chu Yigui realized that Wan Qiu had misunderstood.

"It's not that you can't fall in love...it's just that the school rules don't allow it."

Wan Qiu looked confused. Not being able to go to school was a terrible thing, but he had to fall in love even if he couldn't go to school. So what was falling in love?

"Don't think too much." Chu Yigui interrupted Wan Qiu's messy thoughts, "There are always many things in this world that many people cannot understand, and it is not necessary to understand them one by one."

Wan Qiu nodded and accepted the fact that he could not understand.

"It's too late, go to bed." Chu Yigui closed the book in his hand and placed it on the bedside.

Wan Qiu also lay down obediently and lifted the quilt to cover himself.

Chu Yigui looked at Wan Qiu.

Wan Qiu always deliberately turned his bruised eye to the other side so that he couldn't see it.

Even when they were chatting, Wan Qiu always kept one eye looking in his direction.

Even when he was concentrating on taking a closer look at Wan Qiu's recovery from his injuries, he would curl up and wrap himself in a quilt to prevent others from looking.

Chu Yigui picked up another storybook that he had prepared long ago from the bedside.

It was different from the fairy tales we read in the orphanage. Instead, we read some more famous books.

Chu Yigui's voice was not loud, he was trying to coax Wan Qiu to sleep.

It was not until Chu Yigui's voice became lower and lower and the sound of Wan Qiu's even breathing, who had fallen asleep, could be heard that Chu Yigui looked at Wan Qiu.

After falling into a deep sleep, Wan Qiu no longer looked at the injured half of his face.

Chu Yigui hated to see any wounds on Wan Qiu's body.

It was even more unbearable for him to know that Wan Qiu had suffered injuries that an ordinary person could never imagine in their lifetime.

Wan Qiu noticed it.

So Wan Qiu secretly didn't want him to see it.

But Chu Yigui's gaze still stayed on the part that was different from the healthy skin color.

No matter how disgusted he was, Chu Yigui hoped to remember all the injuries Wan Qiu had suffered.

After a time when no one cared about Wan Qiu's injuries, Chu Yigui hoped that he would be the only one who remembered all of Wan Qiu's wounds.

Chu Yigui lifted the quilt with his fingertips to reveal Wan Qiu's mouth and nose.

In the end, Chu Yigui turned off the lights and reached out to embrace Wan Qiu intentionally or unintentionally.

Bruising is not painful.

But pressing will be painful.

He wouldn't let Wan Qiu wake up because of the pain.

——

Wan Qiu was still very active in attending classes at home, even though he had no classmates or desk mates and the only teacher was Chu Yigui.

During the break, Wan Qiu looked through the notes he had taken over the past two days in the textbook and was surprised.

"Yigui, is your teacher the same as mine?"

"No." Chu Yigui said.

"Then why do the lecture notes you gave me look similar to our teacher's lecture notes?"

"As long as it is knowledge required for the college entrance examination, it is basically common, and the content that needs attention is also roughly the same."

Wan Qiu lay on the table and looked up at Chu Yigui.

Chu Yigui was looking at the textbook for his next class and then deciding on the content of the next class.

Every time Chu Yigui was serious, Wan Qiu could see a side of him that he rarely saw before.

Although he looked as serious as a teacher, perhaps because of his closeness to Chu Yigui, Wan Qiu could not treat Chu Yigui the same way as he did a teacher.

"Is it okay that Yigui doesn't go to school?" Wan Qiu remembered that the third year of high school was a very important time.

"It doesn't matter." Chu Yigui said.

"Why?"

"Now I have finished all the courses in the senior year. What's left is basically repeated practice and a large number of exercises to consolidate the knowledge. I don't really need it." Chu Yigui said.

When Wan Qiu was in elementary school, he had no concept of the junior high school entrance examination and the college entrance examination.

But Wan Qiu witnessed Chu Yigui's glory during the high school entrance examination.

The college entrance examination is even more anticipated than the senior high school entrance examination. When Chu Yigui was in his first and second year of high school, Wan Qiu witnessed the importance of the college entrance examination with his own eyes.

"Is Yigui confident about the college entrance examination?" Wan Qiu asked.

Chu Yigui then turned his gaze from the book to Wan Qiu: "Yes, I am very confident."

Wan Qiu was a little worried.

But if it was Chu Yigui, Wan Qiu felt that there was no need to worry too much.

Chu Yigui is really excellent.

But Wan Qiu felt that going to high school should be very stressful.

"Does Yigui feel pressured?" Wan Qiu asked.

"Pressure from studying?" Chu Yigui asked back.

Wan Qiu hesitated and nodded.

"I don't have any pressure." Chu Yigui said.

"What about other aspects?" However, Wan Qiu did not ignore this point.

Chu Yigui looked at Wan Qiu.

Wan Qiu, who was lying on the table, looked at him from bottom to top. His eyes, with distinct black and white, reflected his shadow directly.

Chu Yigui discovered that the method that allowed him to casually skip questions he didn't want to answer before no longer worked with Wan Qiu.

"There are still some." Chu Yigui said truthfully.

"What is it?"

Chu Yigui sat in front of Wan Qiu.

Wan Qiu straightened his back, sat upright, and took the upcoming prosecution very seriously.

Chu Yigui didn't want to deceive Wan Qiu, but inexplicably, he was unable to accurately convey his emotions to Wan Qiu.

It’s not that I can’t find a good word, but rather that I’m unfamiliar with my own feelings.

It's like facing something very familiar, knowing what it does, how to use it, and also knowing that it is an important thing.

But no matter what, it is impossible to name such a thing.

Familiarity and strangeness are intertwined, and Chu Yigui is unable to express it in words.

"Does it have anything to do with me?" Wan Qiu vaguely recalled what Chu Zhang had said to him.

Chu Zhang seemed to imply that he put pressure on Chu Yigui.

Chu Yigui hesitated for a moment and said, "It is indeed related to you, but it is not entirely because of you."

Chu Yigui didn't want Wan Qiu to bear a grudge against him because of this.

I was thinking about how to make Wan Qiu not take it too seriously, but I heard Wan Qiu's answer first.

"Then is there anything I can do for you?" Wan Qiu asked.

Chu Yigui was a little surprised.

"Yigui?" Wan Qiu tilted his head and asked.

For some reason, Chu Yigui suddenly revealed a subtle smile.

"That's enough for now."

Although he met Wan Qiu's confused eyes, Chu Yigui's mood was subtly improving.

It's like sitting around a fireplace and feeling the warmth on a cold winter day.

"Pressure is not a bad thing. Appropriate pressure will promote progress." Chu Yigui said, "If one day I can't bear it, I will ask you for help."

Wan Qiu blinked.

He nodded, not quite understanding.

Chu Yigui knew that Wan Qiu might not understand what his reaction just now meant to him.

People often don't like people who put pressure on them.

But if you are willing to listen, take responsibility, and share, it is because you care.

As long as he gets this answer, it will be the best way for Chu Yigui to relieve stress.

Wan Qiu received a message from Zhou Peiyu during a break.

Zhou Peiyu told the gossip that Yang Xiaoyu went to school.

It is said that he went directly to the principal's office and was very tough.

Zhou Peiyu: Your mother is really very strong. It is said that the principal doesn’t dare to speak loudly in front of your mother.

Zhou Peiyu: But isn’t it bad for your mother to treat you like this?

Zhou Peiyu: I usually don’t dare to play with classmates whose parents are too dominant.

Zhou Peiyu: I once borrowed homework from a classmate, and her mother called me and scolded me for not studying hard. I was so embarrassed.

Wan Qiu recalled that during breakfast time, Yang Xiaoyu's expression was relatively normal.

Wan Qiu: Mom, is she okay?

Zhou Peiyu: I don’t know, I just heard it.

Wan Qiu: Mom is a very good mom.

Zhou Peiyu:.

Zhou Peiyu: I was wrong, I'm sorry.

Wan Qiu didn't know why Zhou Peiyu said sorry.

After thinking about it, Wan Qiu decided to call Yang Xiaoyu.

It rang once and then the call was connected.

Wan Qiu said, "Mom, are you in school?"

"I'm about to go home, baby. Why are you calling me at this time? Do you miss me?"

"Is Mom okay? Are you very angry?" Wan Qiu murmured.

Yang Xiaoyu's voice was much gentler: "Baby, are you worried about mom? Don't worry, mom is fine. Mom will be home soon. Baby, wait for mom at home."

Yang Xiaoyu listened to Wan Qiu's soft voice responding to her, and her mood was indescribably gentle.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Xiaoyu leaned back in the car seat and looked up: "Ah, my head that was dizzy from being angry at school has been healed by my baby."

Song Wenqiu, who was driving Yang Xiaoyu, couldn't help but laugh and said, "Wanqiu is very cute."

"When I answered the phone, I was worried whether my baby would plead for mercy to those brats." Yang Xiaoyu said.

Song Wenqiu said: "Although Wanqiu looks soft-hearted, he can also distinguish priorities."

"I want to give Wanqiu something to comfort him. Wenqiu, do you have any recommendations?" Yang Xiaoyu asked.

Song Wenqi's expression was a little subtle. Chu Jianshu had also asked him the same question.

In fact, it is a bit difficult to give Wan Qiu a gift.

Not to mention Yang Xiaoyu, who dotes on Wan Qiu to the point of having no principles, even a man like Chu Jianshu, who rarely shows special concern for children, often brings gifts to Wan Qiu.

Wan Qiu really has everything.

"Since we've already taken the leave, why not take him out for some fun?" Song Wenqi asked.

"Baby, there's still a wound on your face, no." Yang Xiaoyu refused.

Song Wenqi was in a delicate mood. Wanqiu was full of energy, but was treated as a sickly person by the whole family.

"Wan Qiu is in good spirits now. The boy recovers very quickly." Song Wenqiu said.

"I know..." Yang Xiaoyu felt a little weak.

"The gifts should be based on Wanqiu's hobbies. For things he likes, he will never get tired of them no matter how many gifts he receives." Song Wenqiu said.

This was a good suggestion, but Yang Xiaoyu remained silent.

"Wan Qiu's favorite things are, first, fruit salad, and second, supermarkets..." Yang Xiaoyu was helpless about Wan Qiu's hobbies.

Song Wenqi was also stunned. He could understand fruit salad, but supermarket?

"It's a habit that Wan Qiu developed when he was a child. He has a special liking for supermarkets." Yang Xiaoyu rubbed his eyebrows. "Should I go to the vicinity of the company to see if there is a supermarket that can be acquired?"

Song Wenqiu's expression was a little subtle: "Does it mean that Wanqiu likes to go to the supermarket?"

"Yeah." Yang Xiaoyu agreed, but when she thought about it carefully, she rarely took Wan Qiu to the supermarket.

Most of the time, Yang Xiaoyu would take Wan Qiu to the shopping mall. Wan Qiu was always interested in the large supermarket inside the mall.

“There’s a new supermarket opened near my home.”

When Song Wenqi stopped at a red light, he used his mobile phone to send a location to Yang Xiaoyu.

"A 24-hour supermarket. It's quite large and has a wide variety of products. It has a lot of popular snacks and treats. There aren't many people there at night. Why don't you take Wan Qiu there to try it?"

——

When Yang Xiaoyu and Chu Jianshu really brought Wan Qiu and Chu Yigui to the supermarket late at night, Yang Xiaoyu wondered if there was something wrong with his brain because he had listened to Song Wenqi's inexplicable advice during the day.

But when he actually came and found Wan Qiu really interested, Yang Xiaoyu began to wonder if his thinking was too limited.

In the 24-hour convenience store where the lights are as bright as daylight, it is very comfortable to turn on the heater in winter.

Yang Xiaoyu seldom brings Wan Qiu to the supermarket, firstly because he is busy, and secondly because Wan Qiu’s love for the supermarket lies in shopping rather than buying things.

Wan Qiu has a lot of money, and Wan Qiu also realizes that he has a lot of money.

But because of the habits inherited from childhood, I don’t buy unnecessary things.

Wan Qiu was very interested in all kinds of novel things in the supermarket. He understood them but did not buy them.

Yang Xiaoyu felt complicated every time when she saw that she had provided Wan Qiu with an extremely favorable environment, but Wan Qiu had basically suppressed his desire to spend money.

If possible, she would like to see Wan Qiu spend money lavishly.

Instead of hoarding all your money like a hamster.

As always, Wan Qiu would look around more boldly after entering the supermarket.

But this time…

Yang Xiaoyu noticed that the situation seemed a little different from usual.

"Wang Yue has mentioned this many times, taro mochi." Wan Qiu was holding a small packaging bag, a little curious.

"Try it. If it tastes good, tell Wang Yue. Wang Yue will definitely be very happy."

Wan Qiu nodded: "What Wang Yue likes most is that the things she recommends are liked by others, so how many should I buy?"

“One. If it tastes good, you can buy more.” Chu Yigui said.

"Into four?"

"Um."

Yang Xiaoyu saw Chu Yigui and saw a lot of fresh cheese in the cold storage area.

"It's cheese. Do you remember the cheese chicken steak you always bought for Zhou Peiyu?" Chu Yigui asked Wan Qiu, "At that time, she always said that cheese tasted good no matter what it was made with."

Wan Qiu leaned over and asked: "How do we make it delicious?"

"Instant noodles?" Chu Yigui asked.

"But we've already had dinner." Wan Qiu hesitated.

“You can try it as a midnight snack. If you can’t finish it, you can share it.” Chu Yigui said.

"Then divide it into four parts?" Wan Qiu asked.

"Then put more cheese." Chu Yigui smiled.

"I saw the servants at home using this." Wan Qiu picked up the glass scraper.

"If it is a commonly used item, you should have it at home and there is no need to buy extra." Chu Yigui said.

Wan Qiu also nodded obediently and scraped the glass back to its original place.

Chu Yigui: "You are still recovering from your injuries, so you are not suitable for spicy food."

Chu Yigui: "Maybe you can try freeze-dried strawberries? It's a dried fruit, maybe you will like it, you can give it a try."

Yang Xiaoyu followed behind the two teenagers and watched them discuss with each other when they encountered something they were interested in. Chu Yigui always had a way to make Wan Qiu go from being interested to making a purchase.

This is something she can't usually do.

Yang Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows.

He turned his head and whispered to Chu Jianshu, "Is this how Yigui and Wanqiu usually get along?"

"I haven't paid attention to it." Chu Jianshu was very relieved about the two children being together, and he didn't intend to participate in the communication between the children.

Yang Xiaoyu has always known that Chu Yigui was guiding Wan Qiu, but he had no idea how.

After witnessing it today, it was a weird feeling.

Chu Yigui really put a lot of effort into how he gets along with Wan Qiu.

In Yang Xiaoyu's eyes, at first glance, this kind of interaction seemed like Wan Qiu was following Chu Yigui's ideas.

But if you look closely, every suggestion Chu Yigui made was based on Wan Qiu's situation.

like……

In fact, Wan Qiu seems to be in charge.

Yang Xiaoyu and Chu Jianshu rarely get to spend time with these two children like this.

Even compared to them, Wan Qiu and Chu Yigui's way of getting along is more like a couple who live together frequently, and have decided to live together forever, and have adapted to each other to the extreme.

Having this feeling made Yang Xiaoyu feel a little absurd.

While observing, Yang Xiaoyu saw Chu Yigui who was just finishing talking with Wan Qiu, and glanced sideways slightly.

Yang Xiaoyu and Chu Yigui made eye contact.

There was a calm, unwavering gaze, without any desire in it.

There was only a slight intimacy between him and Wan Qiu, without any excessive emotions.

Yang Xiaoyu wondered if his ideas were too radical, which was actually normal.