The food purchased can be processed directly in the supermarket. As Yang Xiaoyu sat at the table and chair in the supermarket, she kept staring at Wan Qiu.
Wanqiu actually used a small fork to divide the purchased items into four portions and let everyone try them.
Yang Xiaoyu rarely eats these things, but if Wan Qiu gave them to her…
"Brother Li Shuo really likes to eat this, but I can't eat it. Can Mom and Dad eat it?"
Wan Qiu placed the instant noodles labeled "Extra Spicy" on the table.
"Yi Gui said that you can add a lot of cheese, and then it won't be very spicy."
Wan Qiu took out a chocolate and gave it to Yang Xiaoyu: "Mom is afraid of gaining weight, so she only eats one. We'll only eat one too."
Wan Qiu neatly organized everything. Yang Xiaoyu looked at the items on the table and raised an eyebrow.
"Wanqiu is quite good at distributing snacks now? She's very proactive."
Wanqiu sensed that this was probably a compliment and smiled slightly.
“I often bring snacks for my classmates. If I don’t bring much, I share them like this. Yi Gui told me to do this.”
When Wan Qiu was laughing, his gaze swept towards Chu Yigui before finally looking at Yang Xiaoyu.
"Yi Gui said that sharing snacks can improve relationships between classmates. I did this a lot, and it really did work out as Yi Gui said."
Yang Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment: "Has Wanqiu always listened to Yi Gui?"
“That’s not how it is, Aunt Yang,” Chu Yigui said proactively. “It was Wan Qiu’s idea to bring snacks for the classmates, and I was one of the people who shared them with them.”
Yang Xiaoyu vaguely felt that Chu Yigui was saying that he was actually receiving Wan Qiu's favor, rather than that he was excessively influencing Wan Qiu.
The child is as sensitive as ever.
Yang Xiaoyu was certain that Chu Yigui had noticed something unusual about the relationship between the two children.
but……
"I see. I'm glad you two have such a good relationship."
Yang Xiaoyu did not intend to interfere too much in the affairs between the two children.
Whether the relationship is good or bad, it is up to the two children themselves to adjust and maintain it.
Since Chu Yigui is no longer her child, she shouldn't interfere too much.
Because Wanqiu is her child, she will trust and respect him.
Chu Yigui, who was once so independent that she seemed to have lost herself, is quietly learning to observe something.
Perhaps he is also imitating Wan Qiu in his search for himself.
She's kind of cute.
Yang Xiaoyu thought to herself.
I used to think that Chu Yigui was a very reliable person.
Now that things have come to this, she suddenly realizes that Chu Yigui is actually still a lovely child.
I also want to... show Chu Yigui a little more affection.
Love them as if they were your own children.
——
Yang Xiaoyu didn't rush back to work, but stayed by Wan Qiu's side until Wan Qiu's injuries had almost healed.
Because it was just swelling, the swelling subsided quickly, and the eye returned to its usual beautiful appearance.
However, the bruises at the corners of her eyes hadn't faded yet, and to Yang Xiaoyu, they looked rather strange, as if they had been stained with dye.
Yang Xiaoyu hadn't spent this much time with Wanqiu for a while. When she was with Wanqiu, she always noticed the changes in Chu Yigui.
Wan Qiu's actions will continue to affect Chu Yigui.
Chu Yigui was intentionally following Wan Qiu's lead.
For example, Wan Qiu's gaze would intentionally or unintentionally sweep over the water glass.
Chu Yigui would always first observe Wan Qiu's gaze and then pour her a glass of water, sometimes juice, sometimes milk.
Chu Yigui's judgments about Wan Qiu were generally accurate.
Because Wanqiu would occasionally say, "I just happen to want to drink this, thank you Yigui."
Even Butler Bai couldn't do this without long-term, meticulous observation.
Every little detail proved to Yang Xiaoyu that Chu Yigui cared too much about and knew too much about Wan Qiu's movements.
If even his thinking is a complete copy of Wan Qiu's, then what is Chu Yigui thinking?
Was he constantly paying attention to what Wan Qiu wanted to do because he needed to become Wan Qiu's assistant, or was it out of his own volition?
When Wan Qiu was assigned to write the exam paper alone, Yang Xiaoyu took the initiative to talk to Chu Yigui.
When Yang Xiaoyu and Chu Yigui sat together, Yang Xiaoyu realized that she didn't seem to have much of a chance to have a proper chat with Chu Yigui.
She had relied too much on Chu Yigui, which made her judgments about him inaccurate.
"Yi Gui..." Yang Xiaoyu tentatively asked, "Have you considered doing something else in the future? Or do you definitely want to be an assistant to the Chu family?"
Yang Xiaoyu noticed that Chu Yigui seemed to sigh.
It was barely perceptible, but it was definitely a sigh.
“Some time ago, Brother Chu Zhang also talked to me about my future college entrance exams, asking if I had any ideas about going to a better university. I didn’t answer him at the time.”
Chu Zhang?
Yang Xiaoyu was somewhat surprised.
"My brother and Aunt Yang have similar personalities. They are both very focused on self-development and have distinct, passionate, and clear goals. I have always admired Aunt Yang and Brother Chu Zhang."
Yang Xiaoyu remained silent, waiting for Chu Yigui to continue.
"I have said before that I don't actually have any particularly grand ambitions."
Yang Xiaoyu nodded: "I remember."
“I once told the Chu family that my goal and wish is to assist and repay the Chu family. Brother Chu Zhang wasn’t present at the time. If Aunt Yang, who was there, had asked me the same question, I could assume that…”
Yang Xiaoyu suddenly noticed that Chu Yigui's voice seemed to be gradually lowering.
When that handsome face turned toward her, she saw a world of darkness hidden within those stunning eyes.
"Does Aunt Yang think it's not good for me to be around Wanqiu right now?"
Yang Xiaoyu was taken aback.
"Do you want me to find another goal and leave Wanqiu?"
A calm, unwavering tone.
However, it was Chu Yigui who frankly expressed his inner unease.
This is the greatest pressure for Chu Yigui.
This feeling of being excluded from Wanqiu's life at all times.
Like a paper boat floating on the sea, boundless and without a dry place to dock, it is about to be soaked by the seawater, sink to the bottom, rot, decompose and disappear.
“You should know that’s not what I meant,” Yang Xiaoyu immediately retorted to Chu Yigui.
“Yes, I know.” But surprisingly, Chu Yigui said, “Aunt Yang doesn’t think that way about me. She’s also worried about my future, and I know that very well.”
Yang Xiaoyu paused for a moment, then said, "Since you know..."
At that moment, Yang Xiaoyu suddenly understood the meaning of Chu Yigui's words.
He knew clearly that this family would not reject him, and he also understood the feelings that the Chu family had for Chu Yigui.
However, in reality, emotion and reason often go against each other.
Chu Yigui was telling her his reasons for doing this in this way.
He hasn't changed at all.
He wanted to assist Wanqiu, to repay the Chu family by helping Wanqiu, and also depended on Wanqiu.
She was worrying too much.
Yang Xiaoyu rubbed her temples: "I'm sorry, Yi Gui, I didn't consider your unease."
Chu Yigui shook his head: "This is my personal problem. It's wrong of me to make Aunt Yang worry about it."
Yang Xiaoyu could only say, "You know, I still consider you my child, right?"
"Yes, I know." This time, Chu Yigui did not refute it.
"Why."
With a sigh, Yang Xiaoyu realized that she really didn't have any good experience in raising children.
When she tries to do something seriously, she only makes things worse.
"Now that things have come to this, should I go and learn from an educator?"
Chu Yigui simply smiled and replied, "Perhaps it's not necessary; that's my personal matter."
Yang Xiaoyu's feelings became even more complicated after hearing Chu Yigui's words.
Yang Xiaoyu decided to change the subject.
"Has anyone contacted Wan Qiu recently? There should be a lot of people interested in her after the last birthday party."
"Wanqiu seems to be a little unaccustomed to it. He has temporarily handed over his social media accounts to me to manage. Compared to socializing, Wanqiu would rather study hard in high school."
"Wanqiu will definitely study hard when he gets to university."
Yang Xiaoyu thought of Wan Qiu's overly serious nature in everything he did.
"There should be more free time in university."
Chu Yigui spoke, but also hesitated somewhat.
It's highly likely that Wan Qiu will use all his spare time during university to study.
Their conversation became more relaxed because of Wanqiu's matter.
After finishing her conversation with Yang Xiaoyu, Chu Yigui returned to her study.
Yang Xiaoyu went up to disturb Wan Qiu while he was writing his exam paper again.
Wan Qiu's eyes widened as he held the colorful pen with his favorite cartoon character printed on it, while Yang Xiaoyu held his fingers and examined it closely.
Then they asked if we wanted to go see a cartoon together.
Wan Qiu, whose studies had been interrupted, was at a loss because of Yang Xiaoyu's request, and looked to Chu Yigui for help.
Chu Yigui would occasionally do this, not giving Wanqiu an answer, letting Wanqiu think for himself, and then observing Wanqiu's troubled expression.
Such a life is actually simple, peaceful, and uneventful.
He would appear day after day, and day after day, he would enjoy the life he desired.
——
After Wanqiu's injuries had almost healed, he went back to school. His classmates acted no differently than usual when they saw him.
"Have you been comfortable lying at home for so many days?"
Some classmates even made fun of Wanqiu like that.
Wan Qiuhui said, "I miss you all very much when I can't see you."
At this point, other female classmates would praise Wanqiu for her eloquence and high emotional intelligence, and then tease the boys who were with her, telling them to learn from Wanqiu.
Wan Qiu, who had simply told the truth, didn't understand why he had suddenly received such inexplicable praise.
The two boys who caused trouble last time, along with the girl involved, were all expelled from school.
Other classmates also told them that the school leaders and homeroom teachers had been criticized and had their salaries docked.
There is an extra empty seat in Wanqiu's class.
That wasn't the seat the boy originally sat in; someone else moved in, leaving the empty seat in the last row.
When get out of class ended, Wan Qiu didn't immediately go to find Chu Yigui. He stared at that spot for a brief moment, lost in thought.
No one cared that one person was missing from the class; it was still noisy and chaotic.
After English class, Wan Qiu was called to the office by the homeroom teacher, and Wan Qiu went with him.
The homeroom teacher didn't sit in her seat, but instead casually leaned against the desk.
There are other teachers in the office preparing lessons and grading papers.
The homeroom teacher kept scrutinizing Wan Qiu's face, and Wan Qiu nervously met the teacher's gaze.
Until the homeroom teacher smiled and said, "You look like you're recovering well."
"Yes, the recovery is going very well." Wan Qiu also felt that the recovery was very fast, and he didn't even feel any pain anymore.
How was your first day of school? Did anyone cause you any trouble?
Wan Qiu didn't know why the homeroom teacher asked that question, and tilted her head in confusion: "No, everyone is very nice to me."
"That's good. The students who caused trouble this time have all been expelled. I, the teacher, and several other homeroom teachers, as well as school leaders, have all been fined. Help! I'm going to be eating dirt for the next three months."
Although the homeroom teacher was smiling, she made a subtle face at Wan Qiu when the other teachers couldn't see it.
Wan Qiu looked at it, seemed to realize something, and then laughed a few times.
"You've made progress. Can you understand jokes now?" The homeroom teacher smiled. "I'm not saying this to put pressure on you."
Under Wan Qiu's questioning gaze, the homeroom teacher continued.
"I want to tell Chu Wanqiu that you did a great job and helped your classmate. Don't be affected by what others say. You must believe that you did a great job."
Wan Qiu was somewhat confused: "What are you talking about me for?"
The homeroom teacher paused, then coughed and said, "It's nothing."
He was afraid of rumors circulating that Wanqiu's family was abusing their power, but it seems that's not the case.
The homeroom teacher stared at Wan Qiu, who was smiling, looking slightly dazed, before suddenly bursting into laughter.
Do you think it's excessive to expel them all?
Wan Qiu didn't understand why the homeroom teacher asked that question.
"There's always a reason why Mom and Dad do things this way."
"You trust your parents so much that they won't do anything wrong?" The homeroom teacher tilted her head slightly. "But no one in this world is perfect. Everyone makes mistakes. How will you judge them then?"
Wan Qiu hesitated for a moment.
He was unable to answer the question immediately.
According to the homeroom teacher, Wan Qiu unconditionally trusted his family.
He said this in the hope that Wanqiu could have more of his own judgment, so that if he really encountered gossip, he would be better able to refute it.
But the homeroom teacher looked at Wan Qiu with a bewildered expression.
It's highly likely they didn't understand.
The homeroom teacher smiled helplessly.
never mind.
"Class is about to start, you should go back to the classroom."
Wan Qiu nodded.
As he was leaving, he suddenly saw Chu Yigui at the office door.
Wearing the same school uniform, Chu Yigui stood quietly at the door.
"Yi Gui." Wan Qiu stepped forward and grabbed Chu Yi Gui's finger. "What are you doing here?"
"Your classmates said you're here."
"Okay, let's go."
Before Wan Qiu pulled Chu Yigui away, Chu Yigui glanced back at the office interior, which had not been closed.
The homeroom teacher remained in the same position, looking towards the door.
He met Chu Yigui's gaze with a half-smile.
As Wan Qiu walked back to the classroom hand in hand with Chu Yigui, she wondered why she had said that her parents had done something wrong.
I couldn't help but wonder what would happen if Chu Yigui did something wrong.
Although he always felt that Chu Yigui would not do anything wrong.
If Chu Yigui does something wrong...
Then he would go and apologize with Chu Yigui, and share the responsibility with Chu Yigui.
Wan Qiu thought to himself.
While Wan Qiu was waiting for Chu Yigui to finish school in the classroom, the class monitor also stayed behind.
Wan Qiu sat in his seat, while the class monitor sat in front of him.
Most of the students have already happily gone home, and the place looks messy everywhere.
The class monitor was a slightly chubby girl with long hair. She always wore her hair in a ponytail, with stray strands falling casually over her glasses. The black-rimmed glasses obscured her most striking feature—her eyes—making them less noticeable.
"Thank you for helping me with that last time."
The class monitor thanked him readily.
"You're welcome, it's what I should do," Wan Qiu said.
"I'm sorry I hurt you," the class monitor said.
"It's okay, I'm fine," Wan Qiu replied obediently.
The class monitor glanced at Wan Qiu and laughed: "Your answer sounds like you're doing an elementary school English conversation exercise."
Wan Qiu asked hesitantly, "Then how should I answer so that it doesn't seem like it?"
The class monitor said, "They said they wanted to repay them or something."
Wan Qiu recalled some lines from period dramas he had seen: "I have no way to repay your great kindness, so I will repay you by being your ox or horse in my next life."
The class monitor said, "It's because you didn't find anyone you liked. With your qualities, I think what you should get is 'I have no way to repay your kindness, so I should offer myself to you,' right?"
Wanqiu blinked.
The class monitor seemed to realize what he had said: "No, that's not what I meant. I was just saying normal lines."
"Mm," Wan Qiu replied without giving it much thought.
The class monitor couldn't help but change the subject to ease the awkwardness: "Do you watch TV dramas often?"
"Not very often, and I don't understand them very well." Wan Qiu watches period dramas only so that she can understand the TV series starring Chu Zhang.
"If you have any problems with your studies, just come to me. I'll try my best to teach you," the class monitor said.
Wan Qiu, who wasn't good at saying no, nodded, but Chu Yigui would help him with any questions he couldn't answer.
"You stay out very late every day after school, are you waiting for Chu Yigui?" The class monitor didn't seem to intend to leave immediately.
"Um."
Wan Qiu chatted with the class monitor until Zhou Peiyu or Chu Yi came to find her before leaving.
Wan Qiu told Chu Yigui about the class monitor situation, and Chu Yigui simply nodded.
Wanqiu didn't think much about it, nor did he feel that it was something that needed attention.
From that day on, the study committee accompanied Wan Qiu every night while waiting for Chu Yigui to get out of school; they just chatted casually.
Wan Qiu felt that perhaps the class monitor was expressing his gratitude to him in this way.
However, Wan Qiu noticed that there was no conversation between Chu Yigui and the class monitor.
The class monitor, Mingming, had told Wanqiu that she greatly admired Chu Yigui; Chu Yigui was her idol.
Chu Yigui has always paid close attention to everyone around him and rarely neglects or deliberately ignores anyone.
However, these two people seemed to be deliberately avoiding each other.
This left Wan Qiu completely baffled.
Wan Qiu asked the class monitor why he didn't talk to Chu Yigui.
The class monitor said that if you get too close to your idol, your idol filter might be shattered.
Wan Qiu thought it was impossible; the more they got to know Chu Yigui, the more impressive and wonderful he seemed.
Wan Qiu also asked Chu Yigui why she ignored the class monitor.
Chu Yigui said it was 'misplaced anger'.
Although the class monitor was innocent, Wan Qiu was injured because of her, and Chu Yigui was unable to treat her calmly.
At this moment, Wan Qiu vaguely understood the meaning of the class monitor's words.
It seems that disillusionment is indeed possible.
This was something Wan Qiu rarely saw—Chu Yigui disliking someone.
The class monitor is actually a very cheerful girl. Although she is a bit too serious, she is very natural when chatting with others.
Wanqiu simply sat far from the class monitor, which is why they didn't interact much.
Wan Qiu felt that if she sat close to the class monitor, she might feel like she was sitting in class with Wang Yue.
In reality, the class monitor doesn't talk to many people in class.
On the last day of class, Wan Qiu asked the class monitor why he didn't talk to other students in class.
"I usually only talk a lot with people I'm very familiar with. I don't talk much with classmates I'm not very familiar with."
"Is that so?" Wan Qiu vaguely felt that she could talk to the other classmates quite well.
"Isn't this normal? People naturally have different levels of closeness. You're often with Chu Yigui and that girl, but you definitely prefer to be closer to Chu Yigui, right?"
Wan Qiu was taken aback.
He never compared Zhou Peiyu and Chu Yigui.
"I'm just... not very good at getting to know other people right away, but with you... I feel you're a nice person... and I'm quite grateful..." The class monitor's voice trailed off, sounding a little embarrassed.
Upon hearing the praise, Wan Qiu instinctively said, "Thank you."
"Would you like to leave your contact information? You can contact me if anything comes up during the holidays," the class monitor asked.
Wan Qiu hesitated for a moment.
He glanced at the classroom door, then at the back of the classroom.
Then, he secretly took out his phone and added the class monitor's contact information.
"Why are you acting like a thief?" The class monitor's expression was subtle.
Wan Qiu hesitated for a moment, then said, "Because, my homeroom teacher said he was going to confiscate my phone."
"Ah, the homeroom teacher." The class monitor, leaning on the desk, added a note to Wan Qiu's name and said casually, "The homeroom teacher is really good to you."
"Really?" Wan Qiu had always felt that the homeroom teacher seemed to treat everyone the same way.
“There are differences, they pay more attention to you.” The class monitor murmured, “Teachers also have their own favorite students. I am because the class monitor talks to the homeroom teacher more, but there are also students who rarely talk to the homeroom teacher.”
The class monitor's words made Wan Qiu realize something she had always taken for granted but had never paid attention to.
Wan Qiu felt that he had never thought about the distinction between close and distant relationships.
However, the things he does do are indeed always differentiated between those he is close to and those he is not.
Wan Qiu quietly weighed things in his mind and realized that he could probably rank the importance of everyone around him in his heart.
Most importantly, it's family, then friends, then classmates.
Friends can also be categorized by their level of importance.
It's just that some of my friends seem to have similar goals.
Wan Qiu felt that Chu Yigui was definitely among the most important people in the list.
Wan Qiu suddenly wondered why she had to define a distinction of closeness or distance among the people around her.
Is it really a serious matter, something that needs to be defined, that we should distinguish who is more important and who is less important?
While holding Chu Yigui's hand, Wan Qiu secretly wondered what place he held in Chu Yigui's heart.
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