When Chu Jianshu arrived at the office, he knocked on the door and entered.
He appeared to walk with a steady gait and maintain proper etiquette, but his expression was serious, and his brows were furrowed with suppressed emotion.
The homeroom teacher began to feel Chu Jianshu's imposing presence, which made the atmosphere in the entire office fall silent.
After checking on Wan Qiu's condition, Chu Jianshu's expression turned extremely grim.
Wan Qiu lowered her head slightly, but looked up at Chu Jianshu with great concern.
Chu Jianshu seemed to realize something, relaxed, and gently rubbed Wan Qiu's head.
"Don't worry, Dad's here."
Wan Qiu vaguely sensed that Chu Jianshu didn't seem to be angry with him.
Even though he had done something wrong, Chu Jianshu's displeasure wasn't directed at him.
The homeroom teacher gave a brief explanation of the situation.
In reality, Wanqiu had nothing to do with this; it was just two hot-blooded boys who got into a conflict over the same girl.
The other boy standing here now is one of the parties involved in the conflict.
Wan Qiu got involved because the class's academic representative tried to stop the troublemakers from coming to the class and took a rather forceful stance.
"Our class's academic representative is a rather serious girl who does everything in a very methodical way. She only stepped in to stop things from getting out of hand."
But at that time, the two boys were arguing so fiercely that the boy from another class thought we, the class representative, were meddling in their affairs, and in a fit of anger, he reached out to hit us.
At that time, Chu Wanqiu bravely blocked it.
Wan Qiu stepped in to prevent the class representative from being beaten.
However, because the boys from another class suddenly started fighting, the boys in our class also wanted to fight back.
The two were about to fight, and the class representative was caught in the middle because she was frightened.
"Then Wan Qiu punched a boy from another class in the stomach... He probably hit his stomach right away, and the boy vomited immediately. He's not in good condition and is still at the school hospital."
Because Wan Qiu took action, the other boys were prevented from joining in, and the situation did not escalate too much.
Wanqiu doesn't fight.
However, for Wanqiu's own safety, Yang taught Wanqiu a lot of fighting skills.
It can only be said that the other party was very unlucky.
Wan Qiu did not like violence.
Wan Qiu, who had previously suffered violence, was also flustered when she saw the other party bend down after she struck him.
They stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.
"Is that so?" After hearing the whole story, Chu Jianshu didn't show much emotion.
He turned to look at Wan Qiu's injured eyes.
Then he turned his head and said to Chu Yigui, "Yigui, Uncle Song is waiting at the school gate. Take Wanqiu home first and let the doctor take a look."
"Okay." Chu Yigui stood up and helped Wan Qiu up.
Chu Jianshu's fingers gently brushed across Wan Qiu's wound, so gently that Wan Qiu felt a slight itch rather than pain.
"Go home and rest."
Wanqiu nodded blankly.
Chu Yigui pulled Wan Qiu away, while Chu Jianshu stayed at the school with his lawyer to handle the next steps.
Before leaving the classroom, Wan Qiu looked back at Chu Jianshu.
Chu Jianshu exuded an aura of 'unhappiness,' but...
It's not scary.
But the unhappiness that Wanqiu once feared seemed to be completely different.
Chu Yigui pulled Wan Qiu along, and he was more silent than usual.
It was already quite cold, so Wan Qiu went back to the classroom to get her coat, while Chu Yigui was still wearing her thin school uniform.
Wan Qiu pulled Chu Yigui upstairs, and only then did Chu Yigui remember to take his clothes.
Chu Yigui personally tidied Wan Qiu's clothes.
Wan Qiu had already put on his hat, not wanting Chu Yigui to keep looking into his eyes.
They had just stepped out of the car when Song Wenqiu saw the two of them coming out at the gate. He immediately got out of the car and gasped when he saw Wan Qiu.
"My God, how did he get beaten up like this?" Song Wenqiu was stunned when he saw it.
A hint of helplessness was evident in Wan Qiu's other intact eye.
Clearly, the concern shown by others made him vaguely sense something.
"If Madam finds out about this, she'll probably blow up the school!"
Rather than expressing sentimentality, Song Wenqiu's words struck him as a stark reality.
Song Wenqiu's gaze fell on Chu Yigui, who was standing to the side.
The child was quiet and didn't say a word.
But at this moment, Song Wenqiu felt that it was more reassuring to lose her temper than to be quiet.
"Does it hurt? Should we go to the hospital right away? Are you feeling dizzy?"
Wan Qiu kept shaking his head.
For Wanqiu, it was just a bruise; his vision in one eye was obstructed, but everything else was fine.
Song Wenqiu felt that Chu Jianshu might not be very calm at the moment, but fortunately, his lawyer was by his side.
Song Wenqiu glanced in the rearview mirror several times, feeling a pang of anxiety each time.
Song Wenqiu wasn't directly involved in taking care of Wanqiu, but he knew the situation even from indirect inquiries.
Wanqiu is now practically showered with favors and affection.
If it's hot, you need to find ways to cool down; if it's cool, you need to personally add clothes for the child; the food needs to be healthy; and someone needs to accompany you wherever you go.
They handled it with the care of someone holding a round, loose snowball, afraid that if it were bumped or knocked over, a piece of it would be missing.
This matter could be a big deal or a small deal...
The premise is that it must be resolved before Yang Xiaoyu returns, otherwise things will likely escalate.
Instead of returning to their house near the high school, Song Wenqiu took them back to the villa, where a private doctor was already waiting.
Butler Bai was clearly quite agitated when he saw Wan Qiu's appearance.
Song Wenqiu kept asking questions to the private doctor.
Wanqiu obediently allowed the private doctor to examine her.
Only after the private doctor left and Song Wenqiu and Chu Jianshu reported the situation did Wan Qiu return to her bedroom accompanied by Chu Yigui.
From beginning to end, Chu Yigui did not say another word.
Wan Qiu felt that Chu Yigui now seemed to have been stripped of her color, a hazy gray.
It's impossible to tell whether Chu Yigui was angry or something else.
"Actually, I can still attend classes."
Finally, Wan Qiu tried to say something to Chu Yigui.
Even if Chu Yigui remained silent, he would always respond if Wan Qiu spoke to him.
“Even if you don’t go to class, I can still tutor you in all your high school courses.”
Chu Yigui's voice was somewhat cool, making Wan Qiu a little uneasy.
"Do I look ugly now?"
Wan Qiu hadn't seen himself in the mirror yet, but he remembered the marks of his injuries very clearly.
Ferocious, bizarre, ugly—wounds are always repulsive.
"No," Chu Yigui replied simply.
Wan Qiu looked at Chu Yigui.
Even though Chu Yigui's eyes were fixed on him, Wan Qiu felt that her gaze was different from usual.
“Yi Gui…” Wan Qiu hesitated, mimicking Chu Yi Gui’s previous guidance, “What do you want to say to me?”
Chu Yigui closed her eyes.
Wan Qiu was puzzled, and then saw Chu Yigui open her eyes again.
"Why should you get involved in things that have nothing to do with you?" Chu Yigui asked.
Wanqiu's fingers intertwined intentionally or unintentionally.
"I really like the class monitor."
Wan Qiu noticed that Chu Yigui's expression was somewhat stiff.
Wan Qiu thought for a moment and decided to explain it more clearly.
"The class monitor said that Yi Gui is her idol, and all good classmates like Yi Gui, so I like her very much."
Chu Yigui's expression unconsciously showed a hint of wavering.
"So I don't want her to get hit, getting hit...it hurts a lot."
Under Chu Yigui's gaze, Wan Qiu remained sitting quietly, but his body was unconsciously curled up.
It's like an instinctive defensive posture to protect the most painful part.
Because being hit hurts a lot, he doesn't want the person he likes to suffer the same pain.
"Aren't you supposed to avoid danger? Why didn't you move away?"
Chu Yigui realized his favoritism towards Wan Qiu.
Compared to other people's injuries, Wan Qiu's injury was more unbearable for him.
In the place closest to you.
Wanqiu was injured.
Chu Yigui did not receive an immediate reply from Wan Qiu.
Chu Yigui saw Wan Qiu's silence as a sign of his deep thought.
“I won’t just obediently let myself be beaten anymore. You’ve always taught me this, and I’ve learned it.”
"Shouldn't we run even more?" Chu Yigui asked persistently.
"Because I don't want others to get hit." Wan Qiu's fingers quietly gripped the soft cushion beside her. "Besides, I will fight back."
Chu Yigui opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.
Wanqiu seems to have changed.
It seems that something is being kept hidden.
Chu Yigui stepped forward and leaned on Wan Qiu's shoulder.
Wan Qiu reached out and grasped Chu Yigui's fingers.
Or rather, he simply held Chu Yigui's fingertips.
Because she realized she had angered Chu Yigui, she touched him very carefully.
"Did I do a good job...?"
Chu Yigui heard Wan Qiu's cautious question, which seemed to be seeking confirmation.
Chu Yigui did not want to confirm Wanqiu's identity.
If he could, he would prefer to see Wanqiu escape.
Wanqiu chose to confront the violence that he had once feared to the extreme.
He even achieved results.
Wanqiu has been making progress little by little, in a subtle and gradual way.
Becoming stronger and more capable.
"Mm," Chu Yigui finally agreed.
"Won't Dad blame me?" Wan Qiu asked.
"No," Chu Yigui said.
"I'm capable of helping others now?" Wan Qiu asked, tilting his head slightly.
"Um."
Wanqiu couldn't see Chu Yigui's face.
He vaguely sensed that Chu Yigui didn't want him to see it.
Even though Chu Yigui's warmth was constantly being transmitted, keeping the cold outside the glass, Wan Qiu still felt a bit chilly inside the warm room.
“I remember what Brother Li Shuo once did. Brother Li Shuo is a very important friend of Yi Gui.”
Li Shuo is a very loyal and brotherly guy; he's always happy to protect his friends.
"I want to be like Brother Li Shuo, so that Yi Gui feels she can ask for help..."
Wanqiu was entrusted to Li Shuo by Chu Yigui.
Wan Qiu had been living a good life under Li Shuo's protection.
if you can……
He wanted to be like that person.
Chu Yigui's fingers trembled slightly.
Wanqiu heard a sigh.
"I have learned a lot from you that I didn't have before."
Chu Yigui's voice carried a subtle hint of helplessness.
Are you also trying to learn from me?
Wanqiu blinked.
"Yes, I've always wanted to learn from Yi Gui, but I guess it will be difficult to learn from him because Yi Gui is a genius."
However, Chu Yigui did not answer.
Wan Qiu noticed that the bracelet on his wrist was being unconsciously tugged by Chu Yigui.
Wanqiu no longer wears the bracelet all the time.
But this bracelet held a stronger pull on Wan Qiu than the bracelet.
"Then I need to be even better."
Wanqiu was somewhat bewildered.
Chu Yigui did not continue speaking.
As long as he remains outstanding, perhaps Wanqiu will continue to observe and learn from him.
If he is good enough, he might be able to change Wanqiu's more dangerous mindset.
They always learn from each other and help each other succeed.
They now seem to be truly inseparable...
Chu Yigui lowered her eyes and looked at their intertwined fingers.
They are two hands, yet they are always inseparable.
But compared to now, I don't know why...
He started to feel anxious.
It seems that such touching no longer satisfies him.
Chu Yigui raised her eyes and looked at Wan Qiu's injured eye.
Because Wanqiu will never only look at him.
In places unseen, he experiences things he will never know.
——
If Butler Bai knew something, Yang Xiaoyu couldn't possibly not know it.
When Wan Qiu saw the video call from Yang Xiaoyu, he held his phone, completely at a loss.
"Go ahead and accept it," Chu Yigui said from the side. "We'll find out sooner or later."
Wanqiu didn't know what would happen if he answered the video call, but his instincts told him that something bad might happen.
But Chu Yigui said he would accept it.
Wan Qiu hesitated for a moment before answering the video call.
Instinctively, he didn't want Yang Xiaoyu to see his injury, but it happened to be in the most conspicuous place.
Wan Qiu vaguely covered the corner of his eye with his hand.
When the video call connected, Yang Xiaoyu's face and voice came from the other end instantly.
"Sweetie, put your hand down so Mommy can see it."
Yang Xiaoyu's voice sounded different today than her usual cheerful, upbeat tone.
Even through the screen and across the distance, Wan Qiu could feel Yang Xiaoyu's anger.
Wanqiu has always been an obedient Wanqiu.
Wanqiu lowered his hand.
Yang Xiaoyu, who was always noisy, fell silent the moment Wan Qiu put down his hand.
"Mom," Wan Qiu murmured, tentatively trying to reassure Yang Xiaoyu, "I really don't feel any pain at all."
"I'm sorry, baby, Mommy isn't with you right now," Yang Xiaoyu's voice came from the other end of the video call.
Wanqiu choked up upon hearing this.
If Wan Qiu were here with Yang Xiaoyu now, Yang Xiaoyu could hug Wan Qiu and kiss his wounds.
We can help Wanqiu get justice and make those who hurt Wanqiu pay the price.
But she is currently abroad.
Unable to reach Wan Qiu, Yang Xiaoyu was both angry and anxious, her eyes reddening.
Yang Xiaoyu was so frustrated by the fact that she couldn't do anything right now that she cried.
"Mommy will be back soon, baby, please wait for Mommy a little longer."
"I'm sorry, baby, Mommy isn't with you right now."
"Damn it, Mom won't let the people who bullied you get away with it, she definitely won't."
Yang Xiaoyu was overwhelmed with emotion and couldn't control her anger and urgency.
"No...it's okay, Mom, it doesn't hurt."
Wan Qiu was at a loss when he saw Yang Xiaoyu's red eyes.
Wan Qiu released Chu Yigui's hand, holding the phone in both hands as if trying to touch Yang Xiaoyu.
Standing up, Wanqiu paced anxiously in the bedroom, trying to soothe him, but his limited vocabulary and blank mind only brought him anxiety.
"Mom, it's okay, it doesn't hurt."
"Mom, I...I hit that person, I...I hit him...I fought back."
Hearing Wan Qiu say that, Yang Xiaoyu managed to calm herself down and asked through gritted teeth, "Good job! Where did you get?"
"I hit him in the stomach. My second brother taught me how to do it. It seems... he hit him a bit too hard."
As Wan Qiu spoke, he began to sound a little guilty.
"Well done!" Yang Xiaoyu finally heard something comforting. "Anything else? You only hit me once?"
Wan Qiu vaguely sensed that Yang Xiaoyu seemed to want the beating to be more severe.
Wanqiu was somewhat bewildered.
"He was only hit once, but he vomited. He was taken to the school clinic. I didn't expect it to be so serious..."
"He dared to lay a hand on you, so he should have expected to get hit too. He deserved it. Good for him. From now on, if anyone dares to cause you trouble, just beat them up like this. Honey, go ahead and hit them. If anything happens, Mom will take care of it!"
Wan Qiu listened, stunned.
Yang Xiaoyu was relieved to hear that Wan Qiu hadn't suffered too much of a loss, and thankfully she didn't cry from anger.
Wan Qiu also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Yang Xiaoyu refused to hang up, so Wan Qiu had to keep holding the phone until it ran out of battery.
Holding his phone, he went to find a charger, and his view also caught sight of Chu Yigui next to Wan Qiu.
"Yi Gui." Yang Xiaoyu called out Chu Yi Gui's name.
Chu Yigui stood up and went to Wan Qiu's side.
Wanqiu's charger was by the bedside, so she lay down on the bed and sat on the soft carpet.
Chu Yigui knelt behind Wan Qiu and appeared in the camera's view.
When Yang Xiaoyu saw Chu Yigui, she opened her mouth.
Finally, she let out a soft sigh.
"Yi Gui, this isn't your fault." Yang Xiaoyu only said this one sentence to Chu Yi Gui.
Even though Chu Yigui didn't say a single word from beginning to end.
Chu Yigui's expression remained completely unreadable.
But he said.
Thank you, Aunt Yang.
Even after the video call ended, Chu Yigui did not leave Wan Qiu's side.
When Wan Qiu tried to stand up, he inevitably leaned against Chu Yigui and was unable to stand up.
Wan Qiu turned his head to look at Chu Yigui.
Chu Yigui wrapped his arm around the back of Wan Qiu's neck, his fingers hovering lightly over the corner of Wan Qiu's eye.
Wan Qiu looked at him.
As if possessed, Wan Qiu suddenly leaned back, resting his entire body against Chu Yigui's chest.
He turned his head to the side and rested his head against Chu Yigui's neck.
They rarely show such excessive intimacy.
More often than not, it's just about relying on each other and holding hands.
But now, Wanqiu doesn't know why.
I just wanted to do that.
Deep down, he felt that doing it this way would be better.
Wan Qiu felt Chu Yigui hug him from behind.
Wan Qiu blinked, feeling that this hug seemed tighter than usual.
So Chu Yigui really wanted to hug him like this, right?
Wan Qiu thought to himself.
When Chu Jianshu returned, it was already afternoon. He took the initiative to go to Wan Qiu's bedroom to find Wan Qiu.
Chu Jianshu rarely enters his children's bedrooms; he always respects their privacy.
When Wan Qiu saw the tall Chu Jianshu appear in his room, he felt a subtle sense of incongruity.
Wanqiu's room has a somewhat inconsistent style because everyone wanted to add some cute decorations.
Chu Jianshu looked too serious, so serious that he seemed to stand out from the background.
Wan Qiu stood in front of Chu Jianshu, his face full of nervousness.
He looked exactly like a child who had done something wrong.
Chu Jianshu reached out and lifted Wan Qiu's face, carefully examining Wan Qiu's injuries.
"You..." Chu Jianshu had just opened his mouth when he saw Wan Qiu's eyelashes tremble slightly with nervousness. He sighed silently, "You did very well."
Wan Qiu suddenly looked up.
There was still some lingering unease in that intact eye.
"You helped your classmate and punished someone else, the only bad thing is that you got hurt, next time..."
Even though Chu Jianshu really didn't want Wan Qiu to get injured again, he couldn't deny Wan Qiu's involvement in this matter.
"You should only help others if you can ensure your own safety."
Wan Qiu blinked.
Chu Jianshu was silent for two seconds, then said, "Dad is proud of you."
Wanqiu gained everyone's understanding.
None of the people he cared about punished him.
Wanqiu realized that she had done something praiseworthy and the right thing.
"Rest at home for a week, let Yi Gui teach you, and go back to school when you feel better. Don't worry about school, I'll handle it."
Chu Jianshu's voice once again turned into a businesslike, steady tone.
Wan Qiu nodded.
"Do you have any reward you want?" Chu Jianshu suddenly asked.
Wan Qiu was taken aback: "What reward?"
Chu Jianshu recalled what his homeroom teacher had said to him back then and said, "You did a good deed, and you deserve to be rewarded. I can give you a reward."
Wan Qiu shook his head.
"Don't you want it?" Chu Jianshu asked.
“I hadn’t thought about it,” Wan Qiu murmured.
"I see. Then I'll think about it." Chu Jianshu patted Wan Qiu's hair, but then paused and finally put his hand down.
"Dad?" Wan Qiu looked at Chu Jianshu's lowered hand and noticed the subtle change in Chu Jianshu's emotions.
“You’re already a grown man, I can’t treat you like this anymore,” Chu Jianshu said.
I still remember the day Wan Qiu came to compare heights with him on his birthday.
This child is already quite tall.
Chu Jianshu said, "Then let's take a rest. You're injured today, so there's no need to force yourself to study."
After speaking, Chu Jianshu turned to leave.
But suddenly Chu Jianshu's sleeve was tugged.
Chu Jianshu paused for a moment, then turned around and looked at Wan Qiu.
He looked at Wanqiu questioningly, asking what was wrong.
Wan Qiu held Chu Jianshu's hand tightly, and Chu Jianshu slightly supported the force in his hand.
Wan Qiu not only didn't let go, but also held Chu Jianshu's hand.
The boy's thin fingers didn't exert much force, so Chu Jianshu actively followed Wan Qiu's movements.
Wan Qiu lowered his head and placed his hand on his head.
Wanqiu's bright eyes were secretly watching him.
Then she rubbed her hand against his palm.
Chu Jianshu's fingers stiffened.
The sensation of soft hair in your palm doesn't just stay there.
Instead, it surged into Chu Jianshu's heart unrestrainedly, like an omnipresent temperature.
Chu Jianshu hesitated for a moment, then gently ruffled Wan Qiu's hair.
Wan Qiu squinted his eyes.
Then Wan Qiu looked up and gazed intently at him with her intact eye.
Chu Jianshu felt that his child had probably seen through him.
Does he not want to see his child grow up to the point where he can no longer touch him?
If not...
My current good mood is inexplicable.
"Sigh." Chu Jianshu couldn't help but sigh, but it was more of a helpless feeling of being seen through. "Dad knows."
When Chu Jianshu lowered his hand, Wan Qiu finally raised his head.
The child had grown taller, but Chu Jianshu still felt dazed.
In the eyes of parents, their children are still children no matter how old they are.
At that moment, Chu Jianshu truly understood this feeling and grasped the meaning of those words.
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