"You're very brave." Qin Yuhuan has always known this. "I remember that in your second year of high school, you broke your arm while skateboarding and had to stay in a sling for a long time."

"Huh?" Ziyi was really surprised. "You know all this!"

"We just happened to meet on our way to school," Qin Yuhuan said casually. "My family owns two stores in the underground mall in Longxing. After school at noon, I would go to our store for lunch, and sometimes I would see you walking to school with your arm in a sling."

“At that time, I even wondered if you would stop skateboarding.”

After Ran Ziyi's arm healed, he still rode his skateboard after school every day with a pair of headphones hanging around his neck. Qin Yuhuan still remembers his unruly appearance.

Her posture matched the appearance of girls Qin Yuhuan had seen in comics, and they were associated with all the beautiful adjectives.

"Of course not. The reason I broke my arm wasn't because of poor technique. I was playing on the court when a cat suddenly jumped out in front of me. I had to change my moves quickly and I wasn't paying attention, so I fell. But I continued playing as usual afterwards."

After coming here three times, Ziyi has memorized the route and can find Qin Yuhuan's home accurately without any navigation.

Qin Yuhuan unbuckled his seatbelt deftly, then heard Ziyi mutter, "But you saw it then, why didn't you call me?"

"Why did I call you?" Qin Yuhuan was puzzled. "We didn't know each other at that time. Wouldn't you think I was weird if I called you suddenly?"

Ziyi: ...

That makes sense.

"But you've seen me in high school, that idiotic, idiotic self. I don't have much of an impression of you. If you're at a disadvantage, then I'm at a disadvantage, too."

"I have photos. If you want to see them, I'll show them to you."

Ziyi quickly locked the car, got out, and followed Qin Yuhuan to the door.

There are many photo albums in the drawer, but there are rarely any solo photos of Qin Yuhuan.

"Who is this kid...?"

Qin Yuhuan knew who Ziyi was talking about without even looking at the photo. "My sister. My family adopted a child from a relative's family."

"When this child was born, the second-child policy had not yet been implemented. His family was from a wealthy family, and it happened to be a critical period for promotion, so they abandoned the child everywhere. First, they sent him to my aunt's house, and then to my house. At that time, no one wanted another child in the family. His parents threw the child in the trash can, and my mother couldn't bear it, so she went to pick him up."

Qin Yuhuan changed her clothes and sat down next to Ziyi. Her fingertips brushed across the photo with complicated emotions, but she didn't even touch the child.

"At first, her parents said my family was just helping raise the child. Then one year, my mother and I went to my grandmother's house, and her parents tricked the child into calling my parents "Mom and Dad," saying that the child would belong to my family from now on. My mother is so kind..." Qin Yuhuan sighed, "So she became my sister. My parents were originally divorced, but because of this child, my mother got a marriage certificate with my father."

"So this child now...?"

"She left with her biological parents. My father wasn't from Licheng. That year, he took the child and the family's belongings and chartered a car back to his hometown in Changping County in the neighboring province. I rented a house for them. Later, the child went to the police station and said my father was a human trafficker. He had been in a car accident and had a mild intellectual disability. He couldn't speak clearly at the police station, so the child was taken back by her parents."

All the troubles in the family, apart from the parents' excessive kindness, mostly come from this child.

If it weren't for Ziyi, Qin Yuhuan might never open these photo albums again in his lifetime.

"Looking at my age, I'm almost an adult."

"This child is too..." Ziyi couldn't think of any adjective to describe him.

If she wanted to say something bad, she, as an adult, couldn't use too direct words to a child, but if she wanted to say something good, she couldn't say it either.

"She's known everything about her parents and her family since she was a child, but she said her parents have a house and a car, and she doesn't want to wander around with us. My father and my brother aren't caregivers." Qin Yuhuan said calmly, "It's understandable that she wants a more stable life. I just didn't expect her to be so heartless, just like her parents."

As soon as her mother left, the family that was barely holding together fell apart so easily.

Qin Yuhuan was unable and unwilling to piece together this family. She had seen her mother's hard work and dedication throughout her life. If she wanted to maintain her former home, she had no choice but to stay in Changping County and take over her mother's identity. But she couldn't do that. She also wanted to have her own life.

So she fled.

In recent years, except for sending money back, she rarely returned to Changping County.

With a snap, Ziyi closed the photo album.

Qin Yuhuan raised his eyes to look at her: "What I said was too heavy, wasn't it? I'm sorry."

"No, why apologize?" Ziyi put the photo album back to its place and smiled brightly. "I'm just hungry. Is there anything you want to eat? Sister Ziyi will take you out for a meal."

"You might not know," Qin Yuhuan said, pulling out his ID card with a strange expression, "Look at your date of birth."

Posture:?

"Why are you born in 1995?" Most of them were born in 1999 and 2000?

Qin Yuhuan felt hopeless. "I was born in 1999. My date of birth was wrong. Initially, even my gender was wrong. I'm male, the eldest son on my household registration. My ethnicity was also wrong, so I didn't get the 20 extra points on the college entrance exam."

Ziyi couldn't help but laugh several times, "Okay, okay, you really are my old classmate who shares the same suffering. I thought there were not many Han people in Licheng. They are all leaders with 20 points at the start, and I don't have them either."

"So you're not Sister Ziyi, I am." Qin Yuhuan took back her ID card. "Sister will treat you to dinner."

"Okay, good sister," Ziyi was so happy that she followed Qin Yuhuan out. "Do you want to eat grilled fish? I know a place called Licheng Grilled Fish. It's authentic, but the place is small and doesn't look fancy. The main thing is that the Jincheng flavor is so delicious that it makes me cry."

Ziyi, who grew up in Licheng and loves spicy food, likes everything about her when she returns to Jincheng, except that she can't get used to the food. It's okay for one or two meals, but she cries when she has to face food without chili every day.

"But let me think about it, it was quite easy to make mistakes when registering population information in Licheng back then. Maybe your name is wrong too. Why is it "Yuyuguahuan"? Or maybe it's "Yu" as in "Yujian" or "Yu" as in "Yu." "Meeting joy, and remaining happy for the rest of your life," right?"

Ziyi took advantage of the opportunity to try to make Qin Yuhuan happier.

"Qin Yuhuan, Qin Yuhuan, look, it's different in an instant." The more Ziyi thought about it, the more possible it seemed.

"That makes sense, because my brother's name is Qin Yushu, but his name was registered incorrectly, so he's now Qin Wangshu."

Qin Yuhuan's emotions did not fluctuate visibly. She was always like this, neither sad nor happy, neither angry nor upset, but Ziyi still noticed that her tone was a little more relaxed than before.

"He's quite miserable, what a poetic name." Suddenly it became the inexplicable Qin Wang Shu.

"That child too," Qin Yuhuan said as she got into the car. "I was the one who gave her the name. It was my mother's surname, Shi. So, Shi Nianzhi, and then it became Shi Nianzhi. I changed it several times but couldn't change it back. It was fate."

"That's good. Such a nice name given by our sister Qin shouldn't be given to someone who makes her sad."