Revolving Sushi Restaurant (Part 1)
Jiang Yichun stared at all the uploaded materials for the postgraduate recommendation application on the computer and let out a long sigh.
She stood up and stretched.
Although He Yinxin advised her not to apply to only one school, she really only had eyes for University A.
Moreover, in addition to the summer camp, there is also the pre-admission recommendation program.
Why not take this first chance and go all in, focusing on getting into A University?
Her fingers swiped across the mouse, and the memory of that night she had dinner with Ham Bro flashed through her mind.
In a fit of anger, she downed the glass of wine in one gulp and stumbled out of the tavern alone.
Later, it seems I ran into He Yinxin, and... I leaned against his chest.
Jiang Yichun covered his burning face, shook his head, and tried to forget that warmth, continuing to explore the depths of his memory.
After leaning against his chest, he seemed to take her to buy pig's trotters.
How did he know he was going to eat pig's trotters?
Oh, it seems like I was the one who told him.
When he bought the pig's trotters, it seemed like he said the same thing as Sister Xi Xi: he was 20, and I was 15.
She even asked him if he was two-timing.
What did He Yinxin say back then?
Jiang Yichun rubbed her head, unable to find any of her remaining memories. She could only recall calling him "human machine" over and over again, and he hadn't gotten angry yet.
He even... seemed to touch his own head?
Her cheeks flushed, and her hand fell on the cookie box.
She looked away immediately, as if staring directly at the sun.
Some memories flooded back: her hangover morning, Yang Fei and Xingxing both smiling at her, saying she'd been chanting "pig's trotters" and "likes" all day in bed.
"No, no, what am I thinking!" Jiang Yichun patted his cheeks. "I must really, really love eating pig's trotters."
"Gurgle—" her stomach growled at just the right moment.
"Yes, I'm really hungry. I need to go out and get some conveyor belt sushi."
Jiang Yichun's mind was once again occupied by the plates of sushi that were rushing towards him.
She also learned how to make "seafood rice" on her phone and plans to try it out tonight.
She walked out of the dormitory and strode towards the school gate.
After submitting the materials, she waited quietly for news, for an email address and a result.
If I really get into University A, I will definitely...
Do I really have to prove myself to those people?
"You think you're so great? We've given you such a good opportunity, what future do you have if you go on to graduate school now?"
"You ungrateful wretch! We raised you with so much care and effort, and this is how you repay us? We wanted you to succeed more than anyone else!"
Two sharp words pierced her eardrums.
She looked in the direction of the sound.
A middle-aged couple stood by the food delivery counter at the school gate, their cheeks flushed, talking incessantly to someone.
The man was blocked by the middle-aged man and woman; only the corners of his clothes could be seen.
Jiang Yichun, with a "let's watch the show" attitude, secretly went to the couple.
She was finally able to see the person's face clearly.
A young man wearing glasses, with slightly curly hair and reddened eyes, listened quietly to the tearful drama of the middle-aged couple.
He Yinxin?
Jiang Yichun's pupils suddenly contracted.
"Xinxin, what's wrong with you? You used to be so obedient. You could do everything we asked of you. How come now..." The woman wiped away tears from the corners of her eyes.
He Yinxin frowned: "Mom, I'm just... feeling so uncomfortable. It's so hard to be your obedient son at home."
"It's not that I don't love you, I..."
"I just couldn't stand it anymore."
"Can't stand it? Xinxin, why do you say that? We raised you all these years, made you so outstanding, and you...you can't stand it?"
The woman pressed closer, while He Yinxin retreated step by step.
His voice trembled as he clutched the hem of his clothes: "I've done everything I could to meet your expectations since I was a child."
"You always say that you have to give to get something in return, that there are no eternal feelings in the world, only eternal interests, and you always set those rules and restrictions for me!"
"My cat was given away by you because you thought it was worthless and a waste of money."
"The books I like are hidden away because you think they're irrelevant to the exam."
"When I encounter something, my first instinct isn't whether I like it or not, but what value it can bring me."
"This is clearly an alienation of me personally!"
"I am in pain. I don't know what it means to like, and I don't know what I am living for."
"I feel like I'm living in a cage every day, you know?"
The man looked at him coldly: "Alienation? You think we've harmed you by being good to you?"
"You've been studying all this time, haven't you? It's all thanks to the money we've worked so hard to earn."
He Yinxin gasped for breath: "I don't need you guys anymore. I can support myself now."
"I know I'm an ingrate, but it's better than... thinking about it is better than not having a reason to live."
"I just want freedom."
"Freedom? You like it?" The man finally sneered and said, "I think you've been blinded by some nonsense. You were so obedient when you were a child!"
He Yinxin lowered her head and sighed, "Dad, I haven't lost my mind, I'm just more clear-headed."
"Being mentally confused is better than thinking about how to die every day."
Robots can self-destruct, but he cannot; he is always held back by the chains of kinship and the values they assign to him.
The woman's cheeks flushed red as she pointed at his nose: "Sober? You're out of your mind! Don't you know how many people want that job of yours? This society is all about the survival of the fittest!"
"You little brat, you want to die? We've been so good to you!"
The man stepped forward and raised his arm.
Is He Yinxin about to get beaten up?!
Before he could even process what was happening, Jiang Yichun swiftly stepped between him and the middle-aged man and woman.
She grabbed the man's fist that was about to land on He Yinxin: "Uncle, this is on campus. Be careful. If you dare to hit a student of our school, I will call security."
She looked the man up and down: "Uncle, you look like an educated person, how can you be so violent?"
"Who are you?" The man was taken aback, and his hands went limp.
"Koharu?"
I heard his voice, tinged with sobs, from behind me.
Jiang Yichun smiled and grabbed He Yinxin's sleeve: "I... came to help him escape!"
"Uncle and Aunt, if you give me 500,000 yuan, I'll leave your son."
The middle-aged couple stood there, stunned: "What, 500,000?"
"Well?"
Before He Yinxin could react, Jiang Yichun suddenly pulled her, and his feet, using her force, spontaneously rushed towards her.
His vision gradually blurred with tears, and a layer of fog formed on his glasses.
He couldn't see what was ahead; all he could see were her hands tightly gripping the hem of his clothes.
He just wanted to follow her, no matter where they ran to, no matter if he was ridiculed as an "ostrich".
As long as he could see her flowing ponytail and hear the "tap tap" of her footsteps, he wanted to get closer and follow her.
She was a little witch; with just a casual incantation, he could struggle and flap his wings, soaring high from the pigeon coop that confined him.
As the footsteps faded, her appearance gradually became clearer in his eyes.
"Ha, ha—I'm exhausted." Jiang Yichun held his lower back, panting heavily.
She looked up, frowning. "Old He, why are you crying like this?"
"What? I..." He Yinxin wiped her eyes, looked down, and saw that they were indeed wet with tears.
"I did cry."
Without saying a word, Jiang Yichun took out a tissue from his pocket and stuffed it into his hand.
"Thank you." He Yinxin took the tissue and wiped away her tears. "Xiaochun, why did you..."
Jiang Yichun, caught up in his temper, interrupted him: "Do you think I would argue with your parents?"
"Don't worry, I'm not that bold, and it would attract even more onlookers. This isn't some feel-good story about slapping someone in the face."
"If your parents make a scene, everyone will think you're an unfilial son, and your reputation at school will be ruined."
"I can't really say anything, after all, it's your business."
“Although I’m just like you, I don’t really understand my parents either. They don’t understand me, and I don’t understand them, so it’s even.” She shrugged.
He Yinxin nodded, his eyes still red and his nose stuffy: "So, Xiaochun, I was just running away, wasn't that embarrassing?"
"I couldn't say a word to them."
Jiang Yichun shifted his gaze: "It's normal to run away, isn't it? When you encounter someone you don't want to see, your first thought is definitely to stay away."
"Besides, your parents look like they're very difficult to deal with."
"Therefore, the best of the thirty-six stratagems is to flee!"
He Yinxin lowered her eyes, and finally smiled: "Hmm. Of the thirty-six stratagems, running away is the best."
"By the way, Lao He, why did your parents suddenly come to the school to look for you?"
He Yinxin looked into the girl's tender eyes and her lips trembled.
She probably already knows about her family, so there's nothing wrong with being honest.
He took a deep breath: "Today is my birthday."
"I thought it was my cousin who gave me a gift, but I didn't expect... it was them."
"They came with a gift from my cousin. It was clearly a gift from my cousin, but they said it was prepared by them."
He spoke like a child, showing none of the robot-like demeanor he once had.
"Ah, it's your birthday today, Lao He?" Jiang Yichun stepped forward.
"Hmm. My first birthday after cutting ties with them." He Yinxin opened her mouth, then closed it again.
He still couldn't fully open up to her, to tell her about his past, his family, and his traumas.
He only felt that this was malicious, a blatant emotional harassment, even if...
I like her.
He Yinxin stood frozen in place, blending into the trees around him, until she tugged at his clothes again.
Jiang Yichun chuckled and tugged at his sleeve: "Old He, then let me wish you a happy birthday first?"
He Yinxin froze on the spot, his fingertips curling slightly.
"Yes. Thank you, Xiaochun."
When Jiang Yichun saw the corners of his mouth finally turn up, and saw his childlike appearance, a certain part of his heart had already softened into a puddle of water.
A smile spread across her face, and that gentle smile temporarily and completely swallowed the fear in her heart.
She made a bold decision: "So, Lao He, do you want me to work overtime this time? After all, the contract doesn't say I can't work overtime."
"Shall I celebrate your first birthday of freedom?"
"I'm just on my way to a sushi restaurant, how about giving it a try? Conveyor belt sushi is so much fun."
"So, Lao He? I certainly won't accuse you of exploiting the contractors."
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