Chapter 9 Brother~ Dear Brother~

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An Shixia laughed out loud, "He Huaisheng, are you out of your mind or what? Didn't I say I wouldn't pursue you anymore? Don't say I didn't bully her, even if I did, it's none of your business to bark like a dog!"

This was the first time He Huaisheng had heard An Shixia speak to him like this, and he felt strange, as if something had quietly slipped away from him.

Even if he said something really hurtful to her before, she would just leave with tears in her eyes, and the next day she would still be full of energy and around him.

This was the first time he had seen An Shixia so calm; it was as if she were a completely different person.

"Brother Sheng, no, it's because I called her just now, but she didn't hear me. I feel guilty because I didn't call her loud enough."

Hearing Jiang Zhiyao's soft, sweet voice, He Huaisheng ignored his discomfort and said gently to her, "Yaoyao, it's not your fault. I know you shouted very hard. You can only blame her for having hearing problems."

An Shixia rolled her eyes: "Green tea and dogs, you name it."

Jiang Zhiyao's tears, which were already on the verge of falling, instantly flowed when she heard these words, landing with a soft thud on the back of He Huaisheng's hand.

He Huaisheng felt extremely distressed and quickly used his fingers to wipe away her tears.

He was a bit too strong, and Jiang Zhiyao's carefully applied white makeup was instantly ruined by his rubbing.

He Huaisheng stared blankly at the smear of mascara in his hand. "Yaoyao... what is this?"

An Shixia couldn't help but laugh out loud, which made Jiang Zhiyao cry even more heartbrokenly.

An Shixia was definitely mocking her, absolutely!

Does she really think everyone is like her, looking good even without makeup?

An Shixia clearly knew her financial situation and that she didn't have money to buy good cosmetics, yet she deliberately scolded her, making her cry and embarrass herself. That was too much!

Jiang Zhiyao took out a tissue, wiped her tear-smeared makeup, and looked at An Shixia with tears in her eyes: "Shixia, don't laugh at me. Unlike you, I don't have money to buy good cosmetics..."

Looking at Jiang Zhiyao's aggrieved expression, He Huaisheng gently patted her head and said, "Yaoyao, you're already very pretty, you don't need makeup."

Jiang Zhiyao looked up in surprise: "Really? But... they all say I'm not as pretty as Shi Xia."

He Huaisheng fell silent. Although he didn't like An Shixia, he couldn't deny that she was beautiful.

His eyes flickered: "I think you're prettier than her. Everyone has different tastes, you don't need to care about what others think."

Seeing the two so affectionate, An Shixia pouted and walked past them.

*

"You said you want to apply for a day student visa?"

The counselor looked at the materials An Shixia handed over and asked the questions again.

An Shixia nodded firmly: "Yes, I've filled out all the forms. You just need to sign them."

The counselor didn't ask any more questions. She remembered An Shixia; she had been a day student in her freshman year, but for some reason, she suddenly had to live on campus.

I later found out it was because she wanted to pursue He Huaisheng.

As a counselor, she shouldn't have been involved in these matters, but after signing the form, she still said something:

“An Shixia, although we often say that perseverance can move mountains, sometimes it’s better to give up some things. You are an excellent child, and I believe you will make the right choice.”

An Shixia didn't expect her counselor to say these things to her, since apart from having good grades, she didn't have much contact with her counselor.

She was a little touched and nodded to her counselor: "Thank you, teacher. I understand. I've learned my lesson and won't do it again."

Hearing this, the counselor smiled with relief: "I still need to submit the application for commuting to higher-ups. It should be ready by next Monday. I have class later, so you can go back first."

"Okay, goodbye teacher."

*

On her way back to the dormitory, An Shixia passed by the cafeteria and picked up a meal for Shen Tongtong. She had stayed up late reading novels the night before and was probably still asleep.

Sure enough, when they returned to the dormitory, only Shen Tongtong was there. She was still lying in bed; she was awake, but hadn't gotten out of bed.

"Shi Xia, where did you go so early in the morning? I didn't see anyone when I woke up. I thought you had class in the morning. It scared me to death."

As soon as Shen Tongtong saw An Shixia, she sat up abruptly.

An Shixia placed the breakfast she was carrying on her table: "I went to buy breakfast and brought you one too. Get up quickly."

Shen Tongtong yawned, took out a hair tie and casually tied her messy hair up: "Shi Xia, you're so thoughtful. I was just hungry."

As she spoke, she walked down the steps and went into the bathroom to wash up.

An Shixia started packing her things. Her application for commuting to school would be approved on Monday, so she could take advantage of the next couple of days to move everything out.

Just as she finished tidying up the things on the table, she suddenly remembered that her off-campus house seemed to have been uncleaned for a long time. She took out her phone and sent a message to the housekeeper, asking him to send someone to clean it up.

Meanwhile, at the An family home, the housekeeper had just received the message and was so shocked that he dropped his phone.

An Zhiyu was signing documents when she looked up at him and asked, "What's going on?"

The housekeeper immediately picked up the phone, pointed to the message on the phone and said to An Zhiyu, "It's Miss. Miss asked me to arrange for someone to clean the apartment outside the school."

The housekeeper sounded a little agitated; he hadn't received a message from An Shixia since she started living at school.

Although he would occasionally send people to clean, he always felt that something was missing.

She had watched An Shixia grow up, and she didn't want to see her suffer like this.

An Zhiyu paused for a moment while signing the document, his expression still cold and hard: "I understand. Just do what she tells you. You don't need to tell me anything."

Seeing that An Zhiyu remained unmoved, the housekeeper sighed, turned around and went out to arrange for someone to clean up.

An Zhiyu was feeling a bit irritable. He checked his phone but there were no messages.

Ha, everyone knows to send messages to the housekeeper, but not to him.

He's quite capable; if you're so capable, then never associate with him again!

An Zhiyu put down his phone in frustration and continued to bury himself in organizing documents, but he just couldn't concentrate on them.

He rubbed his temples, picked up the water on the table, and drank it all in one gulp.

His phone beeped, and he casually put down his cup and picked up his phone to look at it.

The heartless little devil sent a voice message.

[Brother~ Dear brother~ Are you there?]

An Zhiyu clicked play, a subtle smile playing on his lips, but his fingers typed without hesitation, "[What mistake have you made this time? Do you want me to cover for you again?]"

An Shixia thought her brother was busy and wanted to put down her phone to continue packing, but she didn't expect to receive a reply before she even exited the interface.

An Shixia was quite happy to see the few words her brother sent; her brother was just stubborn on the outside but soft on the inside.

I didn't do anything wrong this time, so you don't need to cover it up for me. However, there is indeed a tiny little thing.