Ji Jinnian was taken aback. He thought the little girl was teaching him so diligently because she was afraid.
If she doesn't teach diligently, he'll turn her into a little brat again.
But I never expected it to be for this reason.
He suddenly remembered the white mice in his hands, screaming in terror and howling in agony.
I used to think of it as an experimental product and never thought about it that way.
Hearing my sister say this now, and recalling it again, I suddenly feel a chill run down my spine.
Ji Jinnian rubbed his arms and nodded gently to Qiqi: "Okay."
"Thank you, Second Brother!" A smile finally appeared on Qiqi's face, which had been tense all night. She stared at Ji Jinnian with her big, dark eyes for a while. "Second Brother...you're so kind."
Ji Jinnian: ...
He thought Qiqi was just flattering him, but her big eyes were full of sincerity. The girl genuinely thought he was a good person, and wasn't just being polite.
He had an eccentric personality since childhood, was aloof and taciturn, and acted only according to his own likes and dislikes, never caring about other people's opinions.
So even when others praise him, they only praise him for being smart, outstanding, and promising.
But no one ever said that he was fine.
Complex emotions surged in Ji Jinnian's eyes. Looking at the little boy who wasn't even as tall as her thigh, all the ice in her eyes suddenly melted away in an instant, turning as gentle as water.
"Hmm." He reached out, wanting to touch the little girl's head, but then remembered that she was afraid of him, so he didn't reach out. He just said softly, "Qiqi is very good too."
After saying that, he was about to pull his hand back.
But suddenly a small hand grasped it.
The little girl tiptoed over and nuzzled her head against Ji Jinnian's palm.
Looking up, her dark eyes, like stars in the night sky, gazed at him with a clear and innocent look.
"Second brother, you can touch it if you want."
The little girl had soft hair tied in two little buns, and it felt surprisingly nice to the touch.
Ji Jinnian couldn't resist touching it a couple more times, then said calmly, "Alright, it's getting late, go to sleep."
"Mmm." Qiqi yawned widely and reached out to Ji Jinnian, "Second brother, hug me."
Ji Jinnian: ...
Once she lost her fear, she became quite unceremonious.
He reached out and pinched the little girl's armpit, lifted her up, and complained, "She's so heavy!" as he steadily carried her towards the room.
Qiqi wrapped her arms around his neck, looked at her second brother's profile, and couldn't help but grin and chuckle.
Second brother... is actually quite gentle.
***
The next day, Ji Jinsu opened his eyes.
A good night's sleep made him look exceptionally healthy.
As the sunlight streamed in through the window, Ji Jinsu felt a warmth, turned his head to "look" at the window, and was about to stretch comfortably.
He reached out his hand, but suddenly realized something and rubbed his eyes.
Last night, his eyes actually didn't hurt at all.
"Brother Jinsu, put this on and your eyes won't hurt anymore."
Qi Qi's words suddenly echoed in his mind. Ji Jinsu covered his mouth in disbelief. Could it be that what Qi Qi said was true? Could the medicine she applied to his eyes really be able to cure them?
For a moment, Ji Jinsu was filled with excitement.
As soon as Ji Chengnan entered, he saw Ji Jinsu touching his eyes, looking very excited.
His son was happy, and his mood improved as well. He went over and patted his head: "What's wrong? Why are you so happy?"
"Dad, my eyes..." Ji Jinsu wanted to say that his sister might really have a way to fix his eyes, but he was afraid that he might just be overthinking things. The fact that his eyes didn't hurt all night didn't mean anything. What if it was just a coincidence and his parents were left disappointed? So he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
"What's wrong with your eyes?" Ji Chengnan's heart jumped when he heard him mention his eyes.
Seeing his father's anxiety, Ji Jinsu composed himself, smiled, and shook his head: "Dad, don't worry, my eyes are fine. I just woke up and they feel a little itchy."
"Itchy?" Ji Chengnan thought for a moment and squeezed out a comforting sentence, "That's... a good thing."
I stared at his eyes for a moment. My son's eyes have never felt anything before, but now he can feel itching. That should be a good thing, right?
"Yes, I think so." Ji Jinsu nodded.
"Let's go downstairs for breakfast."
Ji Chengnan wanted to help him change his clothes, then took his hand and went downstairs.
Feeling the warm and strong large hand enveloping me, I was surprised to find some calluses on the palms of this pampered person.
Those are all the lessons he learned over the years, teaching him how to live well in a dark world.
He knew that his parents were afraid that one day they would be gone, leaving him alone to face the world, and that he wouldn't be able to take good care of himself.
So we wanted to help him train as much as possible, to teach him how to take care of himself.
If only he could see, he could be like any other normal child.
Thinking of this, a glimmer of hope involuntarily rose in Ji Jinsu's heart.
Originally, he thought he had given up long ago, but it turns out he still had some hope.
However, he dared not express this expectation, for fear of upsetting his father.
The restaurant was bustling with activity. Madam Ji had prepared a lavish breakfast and was directing the servants to visit Ji Jinsu and place all the dishes he liked in front of his seat so he could easily reach them.
Ji Jinsu suddenly remembered: "Dad, where did you put the medicine that Qiqi gave me last night?"
“Those colorful things, they’re more like candy than medicine…” Ji Chengnan blurted out, but seeing his son’s displeasure, he quickly corrected himself, “Dad knows, those are gifts from your sister. Even if they’re not very useful, you probably wouldn’t want to part with them, so I put them in the first drawer on the left for you.”
What he didn't say was that he took one of the candies from the pile last night and sent it for testing.
He was always very careful about what his son put in his mouth.
"Thank you, Dad."
When Madam Ji looked up and saw the father and son walking over hand in hand, a smile bloomed on her face: "Come on, sit down and have a meal."
"You're here." Ji Chengnan led Ji Jinsu to the dining table, sat him down, and then introduced the food to him. "The milk is next to you, the sandwich is at your three o'clock position, and the beef shumai and steamed dumplings are at your six and nine o'clock positions respectively. The side dishes are at your twelve o'clock position, all of which are your favorites."
"Um."
Ji Jinsu picked up the milk, which was at just the right temperature, and took a small sip, leaving a ring of milk stains on his lips.
Just as I was about to reach for the sandwich, I heard my dad's phone ring.
He didn't take it seriously; his father was busy with work and often answered phone calls and replied to messages while eating.
Just as I took a bite of my sandwich, I suddenly heard a screeching sound of a chair scraping violently against the floor next to me.
There were also cups, plates, and bowls shattering on the ground with a crisp sound.
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