These past few days, because Meng Qing hasn't been feeling well, and it's started raining again, Shi Qian has also been feeling lethargic and rarely goes out unless necessary.
Shi Yan was somewhat displeased with Shi Qian these past few days because someone else had taken credit for his hero-saves-the-beauty act.
This so-called "tool" was thought to be his strongest help, but unexpectedly became his biggest obstacle.
He transmigrated into this world a long time ago. When he first moved into the Shi family, he was no longer the original Shi Yan.
The system only told him the whole plot, and then it vanished without a trace, and he couldn't be summoned back no matter what he tried.
He thought that as a special person in this world, and the protagonist at that, he should have some kind of cheat ability, but after all these years of trying, he couldn't come up with any cheat ability.
But he was not discouraged, because in his original world he was a penniless person from the bottom of society.
He now sees himself as the protagonist of this world and knows the entire plot, giving him the upper hand.
Shi Yan desperately wanted to enjoy the feeling of being high and mighty; he dreamed of becoming the true young master of the Shi family, but he wasn't.
After moving into the Shi family home, he often felt jealous. Why was this sickly, cannon fodder guy so lucky? He was born with the life of a young master.
But I could only be born into an ordinary family.
Shi Yan was driven mad by jealousy, and his personality became twisted.
He wanted to strip this cannon fodder young master of everything—his family, his wealth, he wanted it all.
But this was difficult, so he devised various schemes to frame this cannon fodder young master. Even knowing that he would only be cannon fodder in the future, he didn't want him to live such an easy life now.
He tried to please Shi Qian, always going along with him, and occasionally stirring up trouble, all in order to turn him into a spoiled, willful person with a spoiled, arrogant, and arrogant temperament.
They pretend to be well-behaved and sensible in order to win the favor of adults.
To outsiders, he and Shi Qian were about the same age, but one was arrogant and domineering, while the other was kind and understanding.
Although Shi Yan is not their biological child, what adult wouldn't like an outstanding, well-behaved, and presentable child?
He lived in the Shi family and, as Shi Qian's childhood playmate, enjoyed all the education that Shi Qian received.
Finally, through his efforts, everyone in the Shi family stood on his side. After all, they were all mindless NPCs, and with a few words of encouragement, the tide turned.
Although Shi Qian is the biological son of the Shi family, he is in poor health, has poor grades, and a bad personality, so he is not liked by the Shi family.
On the contrary, Shi Yan, who was raised in the Shi family since childhood, is more like a qualified young master from a wealthy family.
Obedient, sensible, understanding, and academically excellent.
However, Shi Yan was not satisfied.
Ultimately, he was still living under someone else's roof; to put it more politely, he was a distant relative of the Shi family, Shi Qian's cousin.
In reality, he knew that he and the Shi family were not related at all, and that his mother had only become acquainted with Madam Shi by chance.
Being able to live in the Shi family villa was merely a temporary playmate that Mrs. Shi had found for her sickly youngest son.
Although Mr. and Mrs. Shi treated me well, and my elder brother Shi was also very kind to me, they were ultimately not my real family.
There's always a layer separating me from myself.
Shi Yan didn't want to do anything to Shi Qian, this cannon fodder. After all, before this, he was a very good tool that could help him establish his persona.
But now that it's hindering his relationship with Meng Qing, he can't tolerate it.
Meng Qing is his future reliance, and he can't possibly give up this card.
Since Shi Qian is blocking my path, I'll get rid of him and make him a useless card.
While Shi Yan was sitting in his room thinking about his next plan, Shi Qian was busy running around next to Meng Qing.
Because Shi Qian felt that Meng Qing's allergy was his fault, he had become extra attentive to Meng Qing these past few days.
Basically, he should lie down if he can, and sit if he can sit, and stand if he can sit.
They simply moved the person into their own room, claiming it was for convenience in taking care of them.
Meng Qing was initially reluctant, since he didn't really like interacting with others, let alone sharing a bed with someone.
But he couldn't resist Shi Qian's constant murmurs beside him, saying things like, "If you don't come here, you're looking down on me."
If you don't live with me, it means you're still blaming me.
Are you still angry with me?
What if you suddenly can't breathe and die in the middle of the night?
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Meng Qing had never met anyone who talked so much. He felt that Shi Qian was a lot like a stray cat he had seen in his village when he was a child.
Whenever the night was quiet and his gambling adoptive parents were out all night, a little orange cat would slip in through the drafty window.
She jumped from the window to the dining table, then leaped onto the chair, and finally landed steadily, like a gymnastics athlete who could get a perfect score.
Meng Qing never had the chance to sleep in a bed at her adoptive parents' house; even in the dead of winter, she slept on the floor covered with a thin mat.
Not long after the cat landed on the floor, it walked towards Meng Qing with a standard cat walk and stopped in front of him.
Meng Qing thought the cat was hungry, so she got up, picked up the patched backpack that was in the corner, took out a plastic bag, and found a steamed bun inside.
Because of the cold weather, the steamed buns were a bit hard, so Meng Qing broke one in half, tore it into small pieces, and put them in front of the kitten.
He carefully put the remaining half back into the bag, turned it around a few times, tied a knot, and put it back in his schoolbag.
Meng Qing's adoptive parents didn't give her any money, and they were rarely seen. There was never any food at home.
At that time, the school only provided one meal at noon. Meng Qing thought that eating one meal a day would be enough, but she later became so hungry that she couldn't stand it anymore.
I'll save a steamed bun from my lunch, and when I'm hungry, I'll just eat a little bit to fill my stomach, as long as I don't get so hungry that my stomach hurts.
This steamed bun was left by Meng Qing at noon today. Although he was very hungry in the evening, he resisted the urge to eat it.
Save the steamed buns for breakfast so you won't be so hungry during class that you'll feel dizzy and unable to concentrate.
The kitten walked up to the torn-up pieces of steamed bun, lowered its head to sniff them, and then began to lick and bite them.
Seeing that the kitten was so thin and skinny, Meng Qing realized it must be just as pitiful as she was.
He had experienced hunger himself and knew how unbearable it was.
After finishing its meal, the cat stretched contentedly, then walked over to Meng Qing and circled around her.
The meowing sounds seemed to be a way of saying thank you.
Later, when Meng Qing fell asleep, the kitten quietly snuggled up next to him and curled up into a ball, falling asleep as well.
When he woke up, the kitten was gone, and it would always come in the middle of the night and disappear during the day.
Meng Qing had received very little kindness from childhood to adulthood. When he longed for companionship the most, a kitten came to him.
It was a very memorable experience for him.
Seeing Shi Qian chattering and making a fuss around him at this moment, he was just like that little kitten that meows next to him after it has eaten its fill.
Meng Qing had to admit that he couldn't bring himself to hate the person in front of him.
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