"Young Miss, please stop talking."
At that moment, Xiao Se's expressionless face was useless; his whole body was as red as a boiled lobster.
But Ahri refused. Instead, she leaned close to him and said, "Don't you like me treating you like this?"
"But I should take the initiative."
Xiao Se tried to reach out and hug Ah Li, but Ah Li moved on her own. She even lifted her long hair and tied it with a hair tie, saying, "No, the day's plan starts in the morning, and it's only right to get up at the crowing of the rooster."
"Young Miss, please don't misuse idioms."
And then there's the young lady's line, "Stopping the car to admire the maple forest at dusk."
To this day, Xiao Se cannot look at that poem the same way.
The maple leaves of that time, the young lady of that time, were as proactive and enthusiastic as the red leaves covering the mountains, as if they were setting him on fire.
If that were all, there are also alternative interpretations of "the bright moonlight before my bed" and "a pot of wine among the flowers" from Ah Li's perspective, which Xiao Se doesn't even want to mention.
Now, those three hundred Tang poems are no longer just simple poems to him, but something ineffable... Never mind, it's too disrespectful to mention them.
After the two got together, Ah San was depressed for quite a while.
In particular, when Xiao Se and Ah Li got married.
Ah San suddenly felt utterly alone and miserable.
At this moment, Ah Li suddenly blurted out, "The autumn rain in Bashan swells the pond at night."
Xiao Se quickly covered Ah Li's mouth, "Enough, Miss, I won't agree."
For him, this poem was no longer a poem.
However, recently, a peerless person has been frequently appearing in front of them.
Ah Li thought it was normal. She had met Xiao Se early in this life and brought him back early. Now he had become the son-in-law of the richest family. It was normal for their parents to be restless.
They want to take Xiao Se back.
Xiao Se felt nothing for his parents, especially when he noticed the calculation in their eyes. He understood that they didn't genuinely want to acknowledge him as their son, but were only after their own interests.
Xiao Se couldn't understand why, even though he and Wushuang were both their sons, they were able to abandon him and keep Wushuang by their side.
If the young lady hadn't adopted him, he wouldn't even know if he would have been adopted by someone else.
Because he is six years old and has started to remember things, people who come to adopt him have a concern that they might not be able to take him in properly.
Very few people go to the Xiangyin Orphanage, and only a handful of children are adopted each year.
Year after year he waited, and Xiao Se had long since given up hope that his parents would come to take him back.
The director, Chen Mama, told him that he had been left at the gate of the orphanage without any tokens or words on him.
It was a cold morning, and if she hadn't inexplicably decided to open the door to look around, he probably wouldn't have seen the sun that day.
Ah Li opened the documents in her hand and asked quite suddenly, "Xiao Se, do you want to acknowledge your ancestors?"
"I don't want to."
"Then take a look at this."
A paternity test result belonging to him and those people showed no parent-child relationship.
Xiao Se looked at Ah Li, but Ah Li didn't look up and continued, "I can still change some things."
"Thank you, Miss."
Xiao Se didn't want to change the title "Young Miss" because sometimes, when he called her "Young Miss" and did certain things, he felt an indescribable sense of pleasure.
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