【If Line Extra】 Conscience hurts
When Shi Huai was sixteen years old, Yu Hui bought her a house.
It is not a top-notch villa, nor a high-end flat, but an ordinary community with an area of 120 square meters after excluding the common area.
Only Shi Huai's name was written on the property certificate.
This is a small house that belongs to Shi Huai alone.
The world is so big, even if he is not around in the future, Shi Huai will be able to have his own place to stay.
Shi Huai was of course very happy to have his own little house.
But when he saw the pale silver hair at his father's temples, Shi Huai felt a pang of pain in his heart.
"Dad, you've worked hard."
Yu Hui looked at his little girl tenderly, gently holding her in his arms and chuckled, "As long as it can make my little Zhizhi happy, everything Daddy does is worth it."
Shi Huai raised his head and said to Yu Hui with great determination, "Dad! When I grow up, I will buy a house for you and grandpa and grandma!"
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That is to say, from today on, Shi Huai studied harder.
She determined her goal to inherit her grandfather's legacy and become an ancient painting restorer.
Influenced by a scholarly family, Shi Huai has been interested in calligraphy and ancient paintings since childhood.
Zhou Jibai is now attending university in Changjing, at Jingchang University, which is located in the university town near Shi Huai's home.
The second young master refused to live in a cramped four-person room, so he simply bought a high-end flat near the school.
Every day at noon, she would come to the school gate to pick up her little Zhizhi for lunch. Because it was an aristocratic school, Shihuai High School had a very free and casual lunch break, and students could go out of the school gate to eat.
Zhou Jibai would take Shi Huai to the food court or university cafeteria near the school to eat.
All of Zhou Jibai's friends who met in college knew that this young master had a younger sister who was more beautiful than his own biological sister.
…
Shi Huai rubbed his cheeks and sighed softly: "Brother Ji Bai, I really don't feel like eating anymore."
Shi Huai actually had a minor illness, which she had contracted after a month-long illness when her mother passed away. Whenever the autumn rainy season arrived, she would cough uncontrollably.
Zhou Jibai discovered the root of Shi Huai's problem almost a year after he knew him.
From then on, this arrogant and sharp-tongued young master would always find ways to find some medicinal food and ask the chef to prepare it to moisten Shi Huai's throat, clear his lungs and relieve his cough.
Now Zhou Jibai lives alone near the school and has learned to cook for himself, for no other reason than to ensure that Zhizhi can have a hot meal he cooks.
The two of them started out by exploring all kinds of junk food to fill their stomachs, and now Zhou Jibai makes different kinds of delicious food for Zhizhi every day.
At noon, as usual, Jie Zhizhi came home for lunch. Zhou Jibai had cooked pear soup today.
As soon as autumn begins, all kinds of soups with different flavors come to our mouths every day.
Shi Huai sat at the dining table drinking pear soup, but after just two sips she didn't want to drink anymore.
"Ahem, ahem—can you please stop drinking?"
Shi Huai looked at Zhou Jibai eagerly, his voice softened and his attitude pleading.
Zhou Jibai picked up the bowl of pink rabbit soup that Shi Huai had placed on the table, his eyes slightly lowered, "Okay."
Just when Shi Huai was secretly delighted, he heard Zhou Jibai sigh, "What a pity! This took me a long time to stew. I can't finish it by myself, so it will be wasted again."
Shi Huai: "..." My conscience aches.
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【Yellow Hair】：
Hahaha, I originally wanted to write Shi’s father to death in this parallel world, but then I thought better of it. Xiao Zhizhi is too pitiful, I can’t bear to do that.
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