Xiangyi saw through the little boy's thoughts but did not expose them. She pulled Shi Yu to sit down.

Shi Yu felt the softness of the lazy sofa, and a look of surprise flashed in his round eyes.

It turns out that there are such comfortable things in this world!

He thought this was happiness enough, but he didn't expect that the next second, Xiangyi handed him a fluffy blanket and a rabbit doll.

"Here, for you." The delicate girl's skin was so white that it seemed to glow in the sunlight, and her skin was white and clear. "Then I will start the story, okay?"

Shi Yu nodded stiffly and subconsciously hugged the little rabbit in his arms.

...soft.

It seems like everything is soft at Sister Xiangyi's house.

Like her.

All of this was something Shi Yu had never dared to imagine.

The sun was warm and Sister Xiangyi's voice was gentle, and Shi Yu soon fell sleepy.

Even though he followed the strict family education and was required to sit upright, he was still a child after all, and it didn't take long for his little body to sink into the cloud-like softness.

“…Prince Lemon found Princess Orange and told her that every fruit in this world is different, but every fruit deserves to be loved.”

Shi Yu was drowsy, but still asked stubbornly: "Sister, what if no one likes me?"

Xiangyi thought for a moment, "For example?"

"For example... Durian Princess." Shi Yu cited the fruit he hated the most as an example, his long eyelashes drooping, casting a light shadow, "What if no one in the world likes Durian Princess?"

Xiangyi was silent for a while, then touched his little head and said, "Maybe the prince who likes durian is still far away. Just wait for more durian, and he will appear."

Shi Yu's eyelashes trembled: "But...what if I can't wait? Sister can't guarantee that her answer is 100% correct, right?"

After asking, he felt a little regretful.

Shi Yu has expressive and logical abilities that exceed those of his peers. In a sense, he can be called a genius.

But the people around him will always treat him as a child.

Even if he could solve a problem that even adults couldn't solve, his father would only say impatiently:

"What's the use of solving this?"

Or, being treated like a monkey by others:

"Shi Yu, show me how to recite the pi table!"

When he recited it, those people often showed surprised expressions.

"Not bad, quite impressive."

Then he changed the subject: "But as a child, learning so many things will damage your brain! Who knows, you might accidentally become a Zhongyong! You may be smart when you are young, but when you grow up, you will be mediocre!"

He asked questions that few adults could answer.

Whenever they couldn't answer, they would come up with all kinds of excuses to put him off.

"Children don't need to know this."

"You'll know this when you grow up!"

"Go away, stop bothering me! You can find out by searching on your phone!"

“…”

Over time, Shi Yu got used to it.

He thought that Sister Xiangyi would be very embarrassed if she couldn't answer, and would be worried about how to answer him.

Unexpectedly——

Xiangyi held her cheek with her hands and said admiringly, "Shi Yu, you are amazing to think of such a question."

He was stunned.

Then the girl said seriously, "Everyone can have their own opinions and views. That's just my answer. What about you, Shi Yu? What's your answer? Can you tell me?"