She reached out and fumbled to turn on the light.
The moment the lights were turned on.
Inside was a room filled with dolls.
That was the room layout when Ye Qi was a child.
Even the toys that Ye Qi was used to keeping were neatly arranged and displayed in the shop window, with many words written on them.
Ye Qi gently closed the door and went to the display window. She saw the first glass pane containing a pure gold peace lock with the following inscription:
"A birth gift for Qiqi."
Her eyes immediately welled up with tears.
This is a gift that Ye Xinchu gave her in her past life.
She remembered that Ye Xinchu had said that she hoped Ye Qi would be like a peace lock, with peace and safety locked onto Ye Qi.
The second glass window reveals a beautifully decorated children's clothing store.
"A belated first birthday gift for Qiqi."
At that time, Ye Xinchu didn't have much money and was a struggling worker, so she couldn't afford to give Ye Qi gifts like luxury cars, villas, or islands.
But she will carefully prepare things that Ye Qi didn't have when she was a child.
Ye Qi touched each glass display case, looking at the carefully prepared gifts inside, her eyes filled with tears.
Until she came to the bedside, there was a letter on the bedside table.
It seemed that they knew Ye Qi used the bedside table more often than the table.
Ye Qi unfolded the envelope and took out the letter inside.
The letter read:
When you see this letter, I don't know if you're happy or sad, but I think you're sad more.
You have a new family now, a real family. I told Youning and Yixing not to bother you, but if you are sad and afraid of upsetting others, Youning will know to take you home.
My adorable little bundle of joy.
I wonder how old you will be when you see this note.
However, that's not important.
No matter how old you are, you will always be an important member of your sister's family.
You must feel very wronged to come here and see this letter, right?
Um--
I can't help but feel a pang of emotion.
When I wrote this letter, you were just starting junior high school. Seeing you warm everyone like a little sun and bring joy to those around you like a ray of sunshine.
Every time I see it, I can't help but feel proud.
But I understand.
You're not a real ray of sunshine.
In the beginning, you were more sensitive and indifferent than anyone else, like a little hedgehog with its quills raised to protect your soft and fragile self.
Since you've come here and are still able to see this letter, it means my little hedgehog is really unhappy and aggrieved right now, right?
My dear little hedgehog, put aside your desire to be lively and cheerful again so as not to worry others for now.
Allow yourself to relax appropriately.
Allow yourself to be a depressed person.
Allow yourself to be sad, and stop forcing a smile.
Here, you don't have to laugh.
Isn't home the most comfortable place?
Take a good break.
Things aren't as scary or complicated as you think.
Those terrible things will be left behind sooner or later.
If we can't get rid of them now—
Then stop.
Take a break.
After you've rested enough, shake it off with all your might.
My little hedgehog.
I don't want you to become any particular person.
If you're tired and don't want to be the little sun anymore, turn off the lights, pull up your cloud-like blanket, and get a good night's sleep.
If you don't want to do it, then you don't have to.
There will always be someone who loves you because of you.
I don't love you because you're warm.
The person who loves you for the sake of warmth is never the one who truly loves you.
So don't feel burdened, relax, and be yourself.
No matter who you are, your sister will always love you.
My little hedgehog, don't be the sun today.
"Thud—"
Tears soaked the paper, creating tiny water droplets.
More and more tears welled up in his eyes, dripping down like raindrops.
The sun, which shines brightly every day, now hides its light, letting the dark clouds envelop it and let the sorrowful rain fall.
It seems to be to vent all the pent-up anxiety; or perhaps to let the dark clouds temporarily take over for them.
Her fingers traced the words that bloomed like teardrops.
Tears welled in her eyes, blurring her vision, but the image of those words, burning like a blazing fire, remained etched in her mind's eye.
It cannot be blurred.
It was etched into Ye Qi's mind, impossible to shake off.
It automatically generated before her eyes—
"My little hedgehog, don't be the little sun today."
She folded the letter and put it in the envelope, then nestled in a corner filled with dolls, hugging one of them, and sat on the soft blanket.
It feels like going back to childhood, when I would sulk with lots of toys when I was unhappy.
All the dolls here were bought for her by Ye Xinchu when she was a child.
To preserve it, Ye Xinchu specially added a layer of magical protective cover.
At that time, she didn't understand why Ye Xinchu would go to such lengths to do this.
Only now did she understand why Ye Xinchu did what she did.
She hugged the doll, nuzzled its face affectionately, then nestled among the dolls and fell into a deep sleep.
It's like a phone that's run out of power and is finally plugged in to charge.
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