Seeing that Xiao Qi didn't explain, Wanwan became even more certain, placing her hands on her hips, looking just like a small teapot.
“Brother Xiao is naughty. Wanwan won’t lend the seashell to Brother Xiao anymore. Brother Xiao, give Wanwan’s seashell back.”
Wanwan held out her hand to Xiao Qi. Xiao Qi sighed silently in his heart. He had not yet recovered from the resentment of being about to receive the answer. His face was as grim as the surging waves on the horizon.
Since Lan Xuerong didn't seem inclined to tell him anything more, there was no point in holding the seashell.
Thinking of this, Xiao Qi took out a seashell from his sleeve and gently placed it in his curved hand.
Wanwan pinched the seashell, then cautiously glanced at Xiao Qi. Xiao Qi still had that gloomy expression and didn't seem to want to explain. This silence aroused a small amount of anger and disappointment in Wanwan. She huffed and turned to walk back.
The next day, the sky, washed clean by the storm, was exceptionally clear, with not a cloud in sight, revealing a refreshing blue expanse.
The leaves, washed by the rain, are a vibrant green, glistening in the sunlight. Residual water droplets drip from the leaves, splashing onto the ground with a crisp sound. Puddles on the ground are filled with clear rainwater, reflecting shimmering light.
Wanwan sat listlessly on the low stool in front of the door, propping her chin up and looking at the few clumps of orchids in the corner. Many of the flower buds had opened their little mouths after being washed last night. The golden light reflected from the small puddle on the ground danced on Wanwan's little face, but Wanwan was not moved at all.
"Wanwan, how long have you been sitting there?" Wan Yuekui asked, looking at Wanwan's back from inside the house.
His little sister is always carefree and bouncing around, so why is she suddenly sitting quietly and obediently for an hour today?
Wanwan ignored him and continued to prop her chin up as she counted the orchid buds in the corner.
Wan Yuekui jumped off the stool, took three steps in two, and squatted down next to Wanwan, looking down at her expression. But Wanwan deliberately turned her head to the side so he couldn't see.
"Why are you unhappy, Wanwan? Did someone upset you?" Wan Yuekui asked, puzzled.
"No," Wanwan replied in a muffled voice, her answer extremely perfunctory.
Seeing this, Wan Yuekui became even more certain of his idea. After thinking for a moment, he slapped his thigh and suddenly realized, "Did that brat Xiao Qi make you angry?"
Wanwan turned her back to him, still ignoring him.
Wan Yuekui grabbed Wanwan and said with great enthusiasm, "I knew it was that kid! Come on, I'll take you to get revenge!"
Wanwan clung to the stool and wouldn't leave, even forcefully pulling her hand back. Her little face looked even more aggrieved, and her nose wrinkled up. "Wanwan doesn't want to go!"
As he spoke, a mist filled his dark, starry eyes.
This scene terrified Wan Yuekui, who was at a loss for what to do. He hurriedly reached out to wipe Wanwan's tears, but Wanwan didn't cry. He could only pinch Wanwan's little face and comfort her, "Okay, okay, don't go, don't go. How about your brother takes you out to play?"
Upon hearing this, the mist in Wanwan's eyes instantly disappeared, and her bright, lively eyes returned to their usual sparkle. "Okay! Where shall we go?"
Wan Yuekui was somewhat taken aback by the speed at which his little sister's expression changed. After a moment of stunned silence, he grabbed Wanwan's hand and ran off, saying, "Just follow your brother!"
That day, Wan Yuekui took Wanwan to play all over the back mountain, and the two of them ran all over the mountain picking mushrooms.
The forest was full of mushrooms after the rain, and the two little people were so happy that they forgot all about home.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Xiao Qi, who is usually diligent, was still lying in bed on a sunny day and wouldn't get up.
He wasn't sleeping; he was just lying flat on his back, staring at the air in front of him with his eyes open, his usual cold gaze devoid of light or emotion.
The guard, holding his sword, leaned against the doorframe, looking at his young master lying on the bed without eating or drinking, feeling somewhat troubled. He pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "Young master, it's broad daylight, why are you sleeping? Wanwan has gone out to play with her brother."
He deliberately emphasized Wanwan's name, but Xiao Qi still didn't react at all, not even blinking an eyelash.
He had never forgotten the deep-seated hatred he carried, but Wanwan's appearance was like a warm current in the icy water, while the reminders from others were like poison needles in the snow water he was soaking in. The biting cold and hatred once again invaded his brain, which was born for strategy.
It's a good thing that Wanwan isn't coming to find him. The things he carries are evil and poisonous, and Wanwan can't be tainted by them.
From now on, it would be best for the two of them to live separately.
Xiao Qi slowly closed his eyes.
"Young master." The guard panicked even more when he saw that the young man not only remained silent but also seemed more disgusted. "Please don't be like this. If you have something on your mind, go for a walk."
Xiao Qi turned over, facing away from him.
The guard's Adam's apple bobbed, he opened his mouth, then swallowed his words.
As dusk fell, Xiao Qi still refused to eat, drink, or get out of bed, so the guards took it upon themselves to go to the Wan family's house.
At this moment, Wan Yuekui and Wanwan had already returned home and were squatting on the ground, carefully counting the number of mushrooms they had picked that day. The guard stood at a distance, trying to compose himself, and put on an anxious and flustered face before rushing over.
"Wanwan!" The guard rushed in front of the two of them. Wanwan was so shocked that she twitched slightly. "My young master is sick. He hasn't eaten or drunk anything all day and can't even get out of bed!"
Wanwan's round eyes widened, a flash of panic crossing them. She immediately grabbed the guard's sleeve, "Then guard brother, quickly take Wanwan to see him!"
After saying that, she ran ahead and quickly arrived at Xiao Qi's door.
"Brother Xiao!" Wanwan ran so fast she almost bumped her head into the door. "Brother Xiao, are you alright?"
Wanwan wanted to bang on the door, but she was afraid of disturbing Xiao Qi, so she could only try to knock gently. She was so anxious that a layer of fine sweat appeared on her forehead, and the stray hairs on her forehead were completely wet.
Xiao Qi did not respond. Wanwan listened to the door for a while, and an ominous premonition immediately welled up in her heart.
Could it be that Brother Xiao has already developed a high fever and fallen into a coma? We need to get him to the doctor right away!
With that thought in mind, Wanwan mustered all her strength and kicked the door.
The door opened with a click, and Wanwan immediately stepped over the threshold and ran inside, "Brother Xiao! Brother Xiao..."
Wanwan was stunned the moment she saw it clearly.
She had already prepared herself for Xiao Qi to appear unconscious in the dim light, but unexpectedly, the room was brightly lit, and Xiao Qi was leaning against the bed reading a book.
Her complexion was rosy and her eyes were bright; she didn't look sick at all.
Hearing the loud noise from Wanwan, he immediately looked up.
The two of them stared at each other for a long time.
The guards rushed over, panting, and froze, staring at the two of them in disbelief, completely forgetting to catch their breath.
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