Chapter 9 "Do you...want to cry?"...
Chapter Nine:
Ye Qingxi stood on a small stool in front of the sink and breathed a sigh of relief.
He really didn't expect Mu Shaowu to kiss him right away. He wasn't a real child. He had no choice but to be held by Grandpa Mu, but there was no need for kisses.
Ye Qingxi looked up, about to squeeze out toothpaste, but first saw the jade pendant around her neck.
Guanyin lowers her brows, showing compassion for all people.
The jade Guanyin seems to reveal all her innermost thoughts, without any concealment.
Ye Qingxi lowered her head and picked up the jade pendant around her neck.
The jade pendant is warm and smooth, not cold.
Ye Qingxi watched quietly, finding it all quite amazing.
Last night, he thought he was going to die, but he didn't.
He thought he was going to go crazy, but he didn't.
But in his previous life, he actually died.
Perhaps, jade truly possesses a spirit.
Or perhaps, what possesses a spirit is not the jade pendant itself, but the wish hidden within it.
Ye Qingxi put down the jade pendant in her hand, quickly brushed her teeth and washed her face, and went outside.
Mu Shaowu was lying in bed when he saw him come out of the bathroom, so he sat up abruptly.
"How are you feeling? Are you still in pain?"
Ye Qingxi shook her head.
Do you want to have breakfast?
"Mm." Ye Qingxi nodded.
Mu Shaowu stretched, stood up, and led him downstairs.
Grandpa Mu had already woken up. Seeing Mu Shaowu and Ye Qingxi come down together, he quickly asked with concern, "How are you feeling, Xiaoxi? Is there anything else bothering you?"
"No," Ye Qingxi said politely. "Thank you, Grandpa."
"Why are you being so polite with Grandpa? What would you like to eat? Grandpa will have someone make it for you."
"It will be all right."
"Then eat some steamed buns and drink some porridge, just like Grandpa. You've just recovered from your illness, so it's better to eat something light."
"Okay," Ye Qingxi replied.
Mu Feng looked up and gestured to Mu Shaowu, who then turned and went into the kitchen. He spoke to Aunt Zhang and then sat back down next to Ye Qingxi.
After finishing her meal, Ye Qingxi took her medicine under Mu Shaowu's supervision.
Mu Shaowu had been up all night and hadn't slept for very long. He struggled to stay awake and helped Ye Qingxi finish her meal and medicine before returning to his bedroom to take a nap.
"You can play games on your console or tablet by yourself. Dad will take a nap first, and then I'll take you home when I wake up."
As he spoke, he handed his tablet to Ye Qingxi, saying, "Here, use this for now. Dad will buy you a new one in a couple of days."
“I have one.” Ye Qingxi picked up the tablet Mu Feng had given her. “Grandpa gave it to me.”
Mu Shaowu clicked his tongue, "Then your grandfather was really good to you. When I was a child, he would only confiscate my toys."
Ye Qingxi was amused by his words.
but……
"Go home?" Ye Qingxi asked, somewhat puzzled.
"Okay." Mu Shaowu looked at him. "Let's go back to where you used to live. You must have some things left at home that you want to bring over, right? I'll go with you and bring everything you want to bring. That way, this will be your home from now on."
After Mu Shaowu finished speaking, he patted his head.
Ye Qingxi looked at him, somewhat stunned.
From the moment she opened her eyes this morning until now, Ye Qingxi has actually been unable to get used to the gentleness and warmth that Mu Shaowu occasionally reveals.
This was not the father he knew.
What kind of father did he know?
Ye Qingxi pictured her father's face in her mind.
The father he knew was arrogant, concerned with his image, boastful, selfish, and loved money more than him, or rather, didn't love him at all.
This is the father he knows.
Instead of now, Mu Shaowu acts as if he cares about him a lot.
But Ye Qingxi thought of last night, when he had stayed by her side all night.
Even his biological father had never done this, but Mu Shaowu did.
Does this prove that Mu Shaowu might indeed have some feelings for him?
Ye Qingxi was unsure.
He wasn't that confident about his personal feelings. The only thing he was sure of was that his fans had genuinely loved him, but he never dared to make any conclusions about anyone else besides his fans.
"Okay." He nodded in agreement.
Mu Shaowu took a nap, and after waking up and having lunch, he took Ye Qingxi back to the Ye family home.
Ye Min gave Mu Feng the house key, so Mu Shaowu easily opened the door to the Ye family's house.
Ye Qingxi followed him inside.
Unlike the grand and imposing Mu family, the Ye family was like his former home—simple and ordinary.
At that time, he wasn't famous yet, and he didn't earn much. His family, like "Ye Qingxi" and his grandfather, lived in an ordinary apartment. In fact, their house wasn't even as big as "Ye Qingxi" and his grandfather's house.
Or rather, the house his parents rented was not as big as Ye Qingxi's or his grandfather's house.
The apartment, which was over 60 square meters, was divided into two bedrooms and a living room. His room was very small, dark, and had no windows, but he never thought anything of it.
But his parents were clearly dissatisfied, always feeling that one room in the house was too dark and another too damp.
They don't like it.
So later, after he gained some fame and more and more people asked him to act in movies, his parents couldn't wait to move to a new house.
This time it was a purchased house, a full 100 square meters, with three bedrooms and a living room. He still lives in the smallest room, while his father uses the middle room as a study—even though his father never reads.
As he became more and more famous, his family moved to bigger and bigger houses. One hundred square meters was no longer enough for his parents, so they moved to a two hundred square meter apartment, and then to a two-story villa.
As his living conditions improved, his relationship with his parents grew increasingly distant. In the end, although they lived together, they were less than strangers.
Strangers wouldn't wish for their own death just to escape.
"Is this your room?" Mu Shaowu's voice came from inside.
Ye Qingxi looked up and saw that Mu Shaowu had opened the door to "Ye Qingxi's" room at some point.
"Take a look, is there anything you want to take with you? Dad will take it back for you," he said in a light tone.
Ye Qingxi looked at him and listened to him say "Dad," and felt a sense of disorientation.
He walked over, the curtains were drawn, and the room was somewhat dark, as if he had returned to the room in his memory.
However, before he could even begin to imagine, Mu Shaowu had already turned on the light and drawn back the curtains. With a "whoosh," sunlight flooded in, shining into his unsuspecting eyes, so bright it was almost blinding.
Ye Qingxi turned her head and looked around the room in front of her.
This is a very cozy children's room. The wallpaper is sky blue, there are dolls on the bed, and various toy cars that little boys love most are on the desk.
Ye Qingxi walked over and picked up an excavator.
He pressed the button on it, and the excavator's large shovel swung up instantly.
Ye Qingxi smiled, remembering that she had once owned a similar car.
"You like this? Then I'll take the whole set with you," Mu Shaowu said.
Ye Qingxi shook her head and put the excavator down.
This doesn't belong to him; it belongs to "Ye Qingxi," and he cannot claim it as his own.
Seeing him shake his head, Mu Shaowu asked in confusion, "Don't you like it?"
“No,” Ye Qingxi said.
"Then you won't let me take it to you?"
Ye Qingxi looked at him, thought for a moment, and said to him, "Let them stay here."
Upon hearing this, Mu Shaowu assumed that he was reluctant to leave his original home, so he did not insist further.
Anyway, it's not a valuable item. He can just buy Ye Qingxi some more of these little toys when he gets home. This set can just stay here.
"Then is there anything you want to take with you?"
Ye Qingxi nodded, walked to the wardrobe, and opened the door.
Those clothes that "Ye Qingxi" often wore were all things he liked, and he didn't touch them.
I only took a few sets of pajamas that Xiao Ye Qingxi hadn't worn, and some seasonal clothes and shoes that she didn't really like.
He didn't take anything else.
"Alright." He turned to look at Mu Shaowu.
Mu Shaowu was surprised, "You only took a few clothes? You don't like any of these dolls or toys?"
Ye Qingxi thought, these are all things that "Ye Qingxi" likes, and he also quite likes some of them.
But it wasn't his after all, so he wasn't entitled to take it.
He was already quite embarrassed that he had stumbled upon this body of "Ye Qingxi." It was only because "Ye Qingxi's" soul had already dissipated before he arrived that he felt comfortable staying in this body.
"Let's go," Ye Qingxi said.
Looking at him, Mu Shaowu thought he was a very calm and composed child. When he was sick, he would take his medicine obediently. When he was adopted by others, he would stay quietly without crying or making a fuss.
She is very sensible, even too sensible.
Mu Shaowu walked up to him and bent down.
"Do you... want to cry?" he asked gently, hesitatingly.
Ye Qingxi was stunned. Crying? Why was he crying?
"If you want to cry, you can cry for a while now. I won't tell anyone else," Mu Shaowu said softly.
Ye Qingxi shook her head.
"Are you really not going to?" Mu Shaowu felt sorry for him. "You must have been feeling really bad these past few days, right?"
Ye Qingxi then realized that he was concerned about him, or rather, worried about him, and felt that he probably wanted to cry.
Indeed, Ye Qingxi was such a young child. His father died shortly after he was born, and his mother remarried. He was left with only his grandfather to depend on. Now, his grandfather is suddenly leaving him. How could he not be sad?
He must have wanted to cry.
"Okay." Mu Shaowu patted his head. "Dad is going to answer a phone call and will be back in a bit. You stay in your room for a while."
After saying that, Mu Shaowu straightened up and stepped out the door.
He thoughtfully closed the door for Ye Qingxi.
Ye Qingxi watched his retreating figure, then looked at the room in front of her, and slowly walked to the chair in front of the desk and sat down.
He picked up the jade pendant around his neck, clasped his hands reverently, and hoped that Ye Qingxi, who was young and no longer alive, could live a carefree and happy life in another world.
He also hoped that Ye Qingxi's grandfather could survive this ordeal, but judging from the fact that Ye Qingxi eventually entered the Mu family in the original book, it is highly likely that her grandfather did not make it through.
Ye Qingxi sighed and sat quietly in the chair.
Outside the door, Mu Shaowu pressed his ear against it, listening curiously to the sounds coming from inside.
There was no crying as he expected. Was it... that she wasn't crying? Or was her crying too soft?
Is it because you're too sad to cry?
Was she sobbing silently because she didn't want him to worry?
Regardless of which one it is, Ye Qingxi must be heartbroken right now.
Mu Shaowu said with heartache: This child is just too sensible. When something like this happens, other children would definitely be crying loudly, but he is considerate of us adults. Even though he is sad inside, he doesn't show it.
Oh, what a rare good child.
As he was sighing, the door was suddenly pulled open from the inside.
Mu Shaowu: !!!
Mu Shaowu quickly steadied himself, straightened up, and laughed heartily, "Haha, I was just saying I was going to come in and find you, I've finished my call."
Ye Qingxi: ...With your acting skills, the only reason you became a top star is because you're handsome!
If it were someone with average looks, they would have been eliminated from the entertainment industry long ago.
However, there's no need to put on an act in front of him; he might be embarrassed to act, but he's genuinely embarrassed to watch.
After watching this, you still have to pretend you didn't realize the other person was acting and cooperate with their performance. It's really... even if you're dead or already dressed up, you still can't escape the fate of acting.
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