Chapter 125, Part 1252
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“Your uncle paid for me, so it’s only right that I do this,” Duan Yi said gently.
Ye Qingxi shook her head, "Uncle only paid the tutoring fee, but Brother Duan Yi, you not only tutored him after school, but also took good care of him at school. Moreover, my previous matter caused you and your mother to suffer. I'm sorry."
“That’s none of your business,” Duan Yi said. “It’s Qiu Lu’s own fault for having impure intentions.”
“Exactly.” Mu Shaoyan looked up at him, added a few more pieces of meat to his plate, and said, “Don’t take it out on yourself, it has nothing to do with you.”
Ye Qingxi: ...Do you really think I'm a little fool?
"So please accept it, Brother Duan Yi," Ye Qingxi said kindly. "This pen isn't expensive. I've seen my grandfather use a pen when he signs documents. You can use it too."
Duan Yi: ...You're really flattering me.
Your grandfather is Chairman Mu, the old President Mu. How could I compare to your grandfather?
However, it is indeed a beautiful wish.
I hope he will have an identity that will be useful to him in the future.
People strive for higher positions, just as water flows downhill. Duan Yi was well aware of just how ambitious he truly was.
What he wanted was never just a good university; a good university was merely a stepping stone. If possible, he wanted to stand at a higher vantage point and see a more distant view.
I want to ensure that neither I nor my mother will ever have to worry about money again.
Someone like Qiu Lu would never dare to have the thought of harming his mother again.
Duan Yi no longer refused Ye Qingxi's pen, but instead reached out and accepted the gift that symbolized good wishes.
He looked at the exquisitely packaged box in his hand; no one had ever given him such a gift before.
They probably felt that their generation was no longer used to using fountain pens.
Perhaps they felt that someone like him didn't need a pen like that.
But now, he unexpectedly received it from a child.
He said, "I've seen my grandfather sign his name with a fountain pen, you can use it too when you grow up."
In his heart, he and his grandfather were the same.
There is no difference in status.
There is no difference in status.
All that remained was his affection and gratitude.
Duan Yi looked at the child in front of him, and he could always see the light and brilliance of humanity in him.
To see a spotless soul and a pure and clear heart.
If he could, he truly wished Ye Qingxi could stay like this forever.
Forever innocent, forever happy, forever with beautiful expectations for the world, forever carefree, with everything in sight dazzling.
"Thank you, Xiaoxi."
"You're welcome," Ye Qingxi said with a smile.
After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and began eating the meat that Mu Shaoyan had just put on his plate.
Mu Shaoyan didn't say anything.
He knew that Ye Qingxi was going to give Duan Yi this gift.
Ye Qingxi originally intended for him to give the gift in his name.
Last night before going to bed, Ye Qingxi ran to his room, holding this gift box, and said to him, "Give this to Brother Duan Yi tomorrow."
Mu Shaoyan asked curiously, "What is this?"
"A fountain pen." Ye Qingxi looked at him. "I picked it out especially for Brother Duan Yi."
Mu Shaoyan laughed, "Your brother Duan Yi doesn't use a fountain pen to write."
"He'll need it later."
"That's not necessarily true," Mu Shaoyan said. "People don't like using fountain pens anymore these days."
"But Grandpa used a fountain pen when he signed."
"That's different. Your grandfather's fountain pen is a symbol of status. He's the chairman of a group. Would he just use any ballpoint pen to sign his name? That would be too undignified. That's why he has his own special fountain pen."
"But Duan Yi..."
Mu Shaoyan paused here without realizing it.
No one says Duan Yi can't reach the same position as his father in the future.
There are many self-made millionaires in this world. Duan Yi is intelligent, has a strong core, is calm and composed in the face of adversity and people. He is the kind of person who is a hidden dragon in the abyss, and he will surely soar to the sky after he has grown up.
Perhaps he really does need such a pen.
As Mu Shaoyan thought about it, he looked down at his little nephew.
Ye Qingxi was looking at him, her eyes clear and her face innocent.
"You know what, you really know how to pick gifts."
This isn't just a pen; it's clearly a beautiful wish for him to have a successful career and a fulfilling life.
Ye Qingxi chuckled, "That's right."
He chose this option after careful consideration.
"So you can keep it. Just say you bought it." Ye Qingxi said, and stuffed it into his hand.
Mu Shaoyan: ? ? ?
Mu Shaoyan quickly shoved it back at him, saying, "This is clearly what you bought."
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi felt that he was truly hopeless.
“Brother Duan Yi is your tutor. He worked hard to teach you for a semester and turned you from the bottom to the top. You should thank him.”
He said earnestly, "Consider this as something you bought. Give it to him, and he'll be very happy."
Mu Shaoyan: ...
Mu Shaoyan looked at his nephew, whose left eye seemed to say "I really can't do anything with you" and whose right eye seemed to say "I'm really worried about you."
"Between the two of us, shouldn't I be your uncle, not the other way around?"
Ye Qingxi: ...Is there a difference? Isn't it always him who's worried?
Mu Shaoyan was both amused and exasperated. "Baby, you're just a little baby, not a little parent!"
As he spoke, he gently rubbed Ye Qingxi's cheek, saying, "You're so cute~"
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi removed his hand from her face.
His face was all pink from Mu Shaoyan's rubbing, and his pretty little face looked like a glutinous rice ball with strawberry filling.
"Listen to me." The soft, glutinous rice ball spoke, its voice sweet and gentle, carrying a hint of coquetry despite its commanding tone.
Mu Shaoyan's heart fluttered at his cuteness.
He gently squeezed Ye Qingxi's soft little hand in return, his voice soft and gentle, "I'll listen to you."
"But baby, look, if I take your gift and give it to your brother Duan Yi, then I won't be able to give my gift away, will I?"
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?
Ye Qingxi was surprised, "You also prepared a gift?"
Mu Shaoyan nodded. "Mm."
"What?" Ye Qingxi asked curiously.
“A red envelope,” Mu Shaoyan said. “Your brother Duan Yi’s family is a bit different from ours, so I can’t give him expensive gifts. But there’s no point in giving him cheap ones either. So I thought I’d give him a red envelope so he can buy whatever he likes. It also saves me from giving him something that’s useless to him and just sitting there collecting dust.”
That's true," Ye Qingxi nodded. For Duan Yi, money was naturally much more useful than gifts.
If he could give money directly, he would have loved to do so as well.
Therefore, Ye Qingxi did not put the pen in her hand into Mu Shaoyan's hand again. "Then I will give him the pen, and you can give him a red envelope."
"Mm." Mu Shaoyan nodded.
Ye Qingxi was satisfied. Her uncle wasn't so hopeless after all; he was quite clever.
So Ye Qingxi patted him on the shoulder and instructed him, "Get a bigger one."
“No problem, Uncle Xiaoxi~” Mu Shaoyan teased him.
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?
Ye Qingxi: ...
Mu Shaoyan laughed heartily, picked him up, and kissed him twice on the face. "What an adorable baby."
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi patted his head, "What a troublesome nephew."
Mu Shaoyan laughed even louder.
Ye Qingxi couldn't help but laugh.
Therefore, Mu Shaoyan continued eating the barbecue, and even helped Duan Yi pick out a few slices of bacon, saying, "Here, this is what you like."
Duan Yi: ...
Duan Yi had no choice but to pick up the meat and continue eating.
After they finished eating and left the barbecue restaurant, Mu Shaoyan habitually took Ye Qingxi's hand, while Duan Yi took Ye Qingxi's other hand.
“Come with us, I’ll see you off.” Mu Shaoyan looked at Duan Yi.
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingxi silently raised the hand that Mu Shaoyan was holding.
Mu Shaoyan: ? ? ?
Mu Shaoyan asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"I'm a little full, so I can't ride in the car right now," Ye Qingxi said somewhat embarrassedly.
He was afraid that if he got on the bus, the smell would make him carsick and he would feel nauseous.
Mu Shaoyan quickly touched his belly with his free hand; it was indeed a bit round.
"Why didn't you say so sooner? Are you alright? Should I buy you some digestive tablets?" Mu Shaoyan asked worriedly.
"No need," Ye Qingxi shook her head. "I'll just walk around to help with my digestion."
“Alright then,” Mu Shaoyan agreed.
"Then you go first, I'll walk with Xiaoxi for a bit," he said to Duan Yi.
Ye Qingxi nodded, "Goodbye, Brother Duan Yi."
"No rush," Duan Yi said gently. "I also want to digest my food."
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?
Ye Qingxi blinked, realizing that he also wanted to walk with her.
"Okay," he replied.
The three of them walked down the street.
Mu Shaoyan and Duan Yi each held one of his hands, occasionally looking down to talk to him, and sometimes talking to each other.
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi glanced at Duan Yi, then at Mu Shaoyan, then at Mu Shaoyan, and then back at Duan Yi.
No, this feeling is so much like a family of three traveling together!
Ye Qingxi found this somewhat amusing.
Duan Yi saw his smile and asked, "What's wrong?"
"No," Ye Qingxi said.
But it really does look like that; that's how he saw families of three with children outside.
As if to confirm his guess, a man and a woman walking towards him, holding hands with a little girl.
The little girl looked up at her mother and asked, "Mommy, did you think the movie was good?"
"It's beautiful!"
The little girl asked her father again, "Where is Daddy?"
"Dad thinks it's boring."
The little girl pouted and tried to pull her hand away from her father's, saying, "I'm not going to be friends with you anymore."
Ye Qingxi burst out laughing.
"What are you laughing at?" Mu Shaoyan asked, puzzled.
Ye Qingxi shook her head. "It's nothing."
"Really?" Mu Shaoyan was very skeptical.
Ye Qingxi nodded and asked him, "Uncle, would you like to watch a movie?"
"Now?!"
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi then realized, "What time is it now?"
"9:08," Duan Yi said.
"It seems a bit late."
"You can watch it too." Duan Yi clearly doted on him. "What do you want to watch?"
Ye Qingxi didn't know either; he had just overheard the little girl talking and that's when the idea suddenly came to him.
"Forget it, it's too late, I'm not watching anymore," Ye Qingxi said.
“There’s a movie theater nearby, and two animated films showing at 9:25. You can catch them.” Mu Shaoyan had already taken action and checked everything for him.
“If you want to go, we’ll go now,” he said.
Ye Qingxi: Huh?
Ye Qingxi was a little confused. Did he really want to see it? He had just said it casually.
"Let's go." Mu Shaoyan made the decision for him.
After saying that, he grabbed Ye Qingxi and ran forward.
Ye Qingxi was dragged along by him and could only run forward. Duan Yi quickly followed, reminding the unreliable uncle in front of him, "Mu Shaoyan, slow down. Xiaoxi just finished eating and is still full."
Mu Shaoyan stopped abruptly.
He picked Ye Qingxi up in his arms.
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ? !!!
Before he could react, Mu Shaoyan had already picked him up and run forward.
Ye Qingxi had no choice but to hug his neck.
The wind blew past his face, and Duan Yi raised his hand to help him put on the hood of his down jacket.
Ye Qingxi looked at him and saw Duan Yi smile at him gently.
He couldn't help but laugh.
He held Mu Shaoyan in his arms, feeling the warmth from his embrace.
Eighteen-year-old Mu Shaoyan is impulsive and impulsive, yet he would easily change his plans and strive forward for just one word from him.
Eighteen-year-old Duan Yi was indifferent and aloof, passing by the dust without a second glance, yet she would still carefully help him put on his hat in the cold wind.
They were both immature people who unexpectedly met on the road to adulthood. Hand in hand, they ran together toward an unknown future.
The road ahead is long, but thankfully they've always been there for each other.
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