“These manta rays aren’t clean. We’ll find another opportunity to eat them next time.” Shi Yin suddenly appeared, startling Kita Kiyokawa.
"Changning isn't afraid of unclean things, and Changning won't get an upset stomach," Changning replied earnestly.
"They carry special bombs inside them. They're very sensitive and will explode before you eat them, which will hurt your mouth." Shi Yin rubbed Chang Ning's head: "Mouth ulcers are very painful."
"Alright then, Changning won't eat this time." Changning said dejectedly, tapping her chest with her two little index fingers.
"Did you get enough sleep while I was away?" Shi Yin walked to the freezer next to her and picked out a glass of apple juice: "You can't just eat and do nothing else."
"Although I didn't sleep, Changning studied hard." Changning lowered her head guiltily, but still chose to tell the truth: "Uncle Guan gave me a test, and Changning is ready to graduate from elementary school."
"So you ran away on your own this time?" Shi Yin asked again.
To be honest, Shi Yin didn't know how Chang Ning found her.
"Hmm, Changning felt that there was something strange about my sister's aura, which made me uneasy." Changning tugged at Shiyin's clothes, looking pitiful. "So Changning secretly ran away to find my sister."
"Changning ate away the distance to her sister and the time to find her, so she found her sister in no time," Changning added.
Kita Kiyokawa was completely dumbfounded.
How are distance and time consumed?
Shi Yin's hand paused.
Although Nanzhu is very talented, Changning is the real talent; God seems to be feeding him every meal.
Nan Zhu's comprehension required intelligence and a little guidance, while Chang Ning, though somewhat confused, made rapid progress, reaching the conceptual level, which is at least S-level.
"Changning, you can only tell these things to your sister and not to anyone else, okay?" Shi Yin squatted down and solemnly instructed, "Changning, just say that your sister sent you, okay?"
"Mmm." Changning nodded obediently.
"Okay, then Changning, would you like to go and rest now?" Shi Yin pointed to the sofa: "You can't eat away your sleepiness and fatigue, Changning needs to rest well."
"Okay~" Changning listened to Shiyin and skipped over to the sofa, looking at Shiyin expectantly, and left a seat for Shiyin in the corner.
While others need to observe Shi Yin's expressions and understand her preferences, Chang Ning already has a tacit understanding with Shi Yin, knowing that Shi Yin likes to stay quietly in a corner.
Shi Yin sat down and leaned back on the sofa, closing her eyes to rest.
The plane was flying in the sky, and Changning tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Shiyin wasn't much better off; she had difficulty falling asleep after her 300th or so session, as her chaotic memories made her even more tired in her dreams.
Suddenly, Shi Yin's sleeve was tugged. Shi Yin opened her eyes and met a pair of grape-like eyes.
"Sister, can you tell Changning a story?" Changning pouted, "Changning can't sleep."
Telling a story?
"Hmm... Once upon a time, there was a man named Ma Liang who obtained a magic brush." Shi Yin rested her chin on her hand, seemingly deep in thought about the story.
Kitakami sat down, wanting to observe what it would be like for this girl, who hadn't smiled at all from beginning to end, to tell a story so gently.
“He could bring anything he painted to life, so his later paintings always seemed to lack something.” Shi Yin’s voice was clear and gentle, and Bei Qingchuan nodded inwardly.
Shi Yin: "One day, he drew ten suns."
Kita Kiyokawa: "Hmm?"
"Ten suns brought disaster to the world, it was very hot, so a man named Hou Yi shot down nine of them." Shi Yin said in a serious tone, "But one escaped, and Hou Yi couldn't catch it, so he had to ask Kuafu for help."
Kita Kiyokawa: "Huh?"
Wait, what does this have to do with Hou Yi? And what does it have to do with Kuafu?
"Kua Fu was so thirsty chasing the sun that he drank all the water from the Yellow Sea and the Bohai Sea. He couldn't catch up with the sun, and as he collapsed, he threw down his staff, which transformed into a peach forest," Shi Yin continued.
Kita Kiyokawa: "Hmm..."
That story is correct.
Shi Yin: "Sun Wukong stole peaches and was pressed down by Buddha's Five Finger Mountain at the door of Yu Gong's house. The Five Finger Mountain blocked Yu Gong's door and blocked his way, so they could only dig the mountain every day."
Bei Qingchuan: "..."
Shi Yin: "The mountain blocked the flood, and a man named Yu the Great came out to control it. He didn't return home for many years. His pregnant wife stood on the mountain every day watching him, and eventually turned into a stone. So she was pregnant for three years before giving birth to the child, who was named Nezha..."
"Wait, wait, wait, wait, no!" Kitakami Kiyokawa quickly stood up and stopped Shion from continuing.
If we keep talking like this, wouldn't it be like Nezha is about to create the world?
Is this really Tokine? Is this some kind of abstract game or is he serious?
"Does turning into stone mean you have to be pregnant for three years?" Changning tilted her head back, her eyes sparkling. "And then, what happened to Nezha?"
It seems they actually listened to all of Tokine's nonsense!
"No, there's no such part!" Kita Kiyokawa said, both amused and exasperated, "Don't mislead the children!"
"Didn't Yu's wife turn into stone?" Shi Yin wondered. "Then did his wife eat some elixir and fly to the moon?"
"That's Chang'e, the story of Hou Yi." Bei Qingchuan covered his face.
Shi Yin: "Oh... it was Hou Yi who controlled the floods..."
"No!" Kita Kiyokawa almost choked, whether from helplessness or laughter, he said, "I'll tell you a story, I'll tell you a story."
No, let him tell the story instead. The stories Shi Yin tells are just too hellish.
“Okay, Brother Qingchuan, tell me a story!” Changning didn’t mind; she just felt that sleeping was too boring and wanted someone to coax her.
Shi Yin blinked, looking at Bei Qingchuan's helpless expression, and vaguely realized that there seemed to be a small mistake in the story she had just told.
Bei Qingchuan sighed. He hadn't expected Shi Yin to be like this. He sat down next to Chang Ning and started telling the story from the very first one Shi Yin remembered.
"Once upon a time, there was a man named Ma Liang. He was poor but loved to paint. Since he had no money to buy brushes and paper, he drew on the ground with twigs and on rocks with grass roots dipped in river water..."
This time the story is finally normal and not so exciting.
Changning lay down to one side and soon began to yawn.
With stories told by Bei Qingchuan and relaxing music playing, I leaned back on the sofa, closed my eyes, and pretended to doze off.
Kita Kiyokawa, as expected of someone who has worked in broadcasting and hosting, has a gentle voice, like the playing of a cello, like the wind—not abrupt, but softly soothing the emotions of those around him.
Gradually, Shi Yin also felt a little tired. Kitakami's voice grew softer and softer, and Shi Yin actually drifted off to sleep.
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