No, no...
Everything's in complete chaos...
Xia Wenxi began to wonder if she had schizophrenia.
Or is it that telling stories while bathing a child is a very common thing, something that happens in many families?
But Xia Wenxi then thought that even in many families, mothers would tell stories to their children while taking a bath, something like this would never happen in her family.
After all, her mother always called her a money-losing brat.
But Xia Wenxi vividly remembers that when she was little, her mother would tell her stories while bathing her.
That is...
Xia Wenxi tried her best to find that memory and hoped to recall more details.
But since they were already home, and Ke Shurong was worried about her "butt," Xia Wenxi had no choice but to put the matter aside for now, thinking she would think about it slowly when she was alone.
Ke Shurong followed her into her room. "Go to the bathroom first, and Mom will take a look at you later."
Xia Wenxi pulled up her pants and said with difficulty, "I don't want to go anymore. How about I watch it myself?"
"What's your opinion?"
Xia Wenxi made a last-ditch effort, "Then I'll take a shower first, Mom. I just got back from the hospital."
"No, you just caught a cold. Why take a shower? Just change your clothes."
Xia Wenxi had no choice but to change her clothes and resignedly lie on the bed, pulling her pants down a bit.
Xia Wenxi buried her head in her arms, thinking that after this incident, her relationship with Ke Shurong would reach a new level.
"Oh dear! You've bruised all over. Xiao Bao, do you really not need to go to the hospital to get it checked out? Could it be a fracture or bone breakage?"
"No need, Mom. If it were a fracture, it would definitely hurt a lot. I didn't feel much pain. It's probably just a superficial injury. It's nothing."
Afraid that she wouldn't believe her, Xia Wenxi got out of bed and walked around on the floor twice, saying, "Mom, look, it's really nothing."
Ke Shurong quickly pulled her back, "It's good that you're alright. Go to bed and get some more sleep. If you feel unwell, let someone know, okay?"
Xia Wenxi hugged Ke Shurong affectionately, "I know, Mom. You should go get some sleep too. You must not have slept well while taking care of me at the hospital."
"good."
Ke Shurong patted her daughter's head before going out to her room to catch up on sleep. She hadn't slept much at the hospital and was exhausted.
Xia Wenxi lay down on the bed and changed positions several times before closing her eyes, but she didn't fall asleep. Instead, she tried to recall her childhood memories.
After leaving home for university, Xia Wenxi tried her best to avoid recalling the past, because she didn't have many pleasant memories of her time at home.
Now that Xia Wenxi has started to deliberately recall things from her childhood, she finds that she has very vague memories of things before she was seven years old.
For example, when it comes to taking a bath, she can only recall a few fragments even when she tries hard to remember.
In the hazy, misty room, a gentle female voice was telling her a story.
"Little Bao, raise your little hand~ So good."
"How about we let Auntie give Xiaobao a bath tomorrow? Mommy has something to do and won't be home until very late tomorrow."
"No, then Xiaobao won't take a bath tomorrow."
"You can't not take a bath, otherwise you'll become a dirty little baby."
The mother gently dried her off with a towel, then wrapped her in a large bath towel, and soothed her while gently applying baby cream.
...
Xia Wenxi sat up abruptly from the bed.
She saw a hand wearing a diamond ring in her memory, but she remembered her mother wearing an old-fashioned gold ring.
Her mother never called her Xiaobao...
Only Ke Shurong and Xia Hengyuan would call her that.
The more Xia Wenxi thought about it, the more confused she became. She could string together all her memories from elementary school onwards into a complete line, but her memories before elementary school were fragmented, scattered, and blurry.
She knew that memories weren't always true; sometimes, memories could even deceive you.
Could it be because I so desperately wanted them to be my father and mother that these fragments of memory appeared in my mind? Xia Wenxi wondered.
Of course, there was another conjecture, a conjecture so outrageous that Xia Wenxi didn't even dare to let her thoughts wander to that side.
As I thought about this, I fell asleep without realizing it.
Moreover, she slept straight through until sunset, completely missing lunch.
During this time, Ke Shurong was still worried and went into the room to check on her daughter. She only left after confirming that her daughter did not have a fever and was sleeping soundly.
After waking up, Xia Wenxi didn't move for a moment. Instead, she lay in bed trying to sort out the memories she had before falling asleep. She told herself that the past was the past and that she shouldn't think about things she couldn't understand for the time being.
So, when the family had dinner, Xia Wenxi, apart from a slight soreness in her buttocks, was once again a healthy woman who could eat two bowls of rice in one meal!
That evening, Ke Shurong was worried that Xia Wenxi's bottom would hurt and she wouldn't be comfortable sitting, so she specially put a soft cushion under Xia Wenxi's chair.
Xia Hengyuan and Xia Wensheng also learned that Xia Wenxi had fallen off the hospital bed.
Xia Hengyuan showed concern for his daughter and even served her a bowl of soup as a gesture of comfort.
Xia Wensheng—
"Xia Wenxi, how old are you? You can still roll off the bed. Your IQ is terrifying."
Before Xia Wenxi could speak, Ke Shurong scolded her son, "Wensheng, your sister is already in a lot of pain from the fall, and you're still making fun of her."
Xia Wenxi gnawed on two pieces of pork ribs, making a crunching sound as if she were chewing not cartilage, but Xia Wensheng's bones.
"Does Minghuan know how foul-mouthed you are outside?"
Xia Wensheng said in a cheeky tone, "Your sister Minghuan likes everything about me."
"Hah!"
"Cough cough! Da Bao, your sister is right. You're acting so cheeky right now, I feel like slapping you."
Xia Wensheng did not refute after hearing this, but instead filled another bowl with rice with great interest.
From a certain perspective, he was actually deliberately being sarcastic.
As long as Xia Wenxi thinks he's shameless, that's fine; whatever she does not think he's handsome, that's all that matters.
Today, Xia Wensheng learned that Xia Wenxi was sick. It wasn't supposed to be his day to go home for dinner, but he went home with his father anyway. However, when he saw Xia Wenxi, his first words weren't words of concern, but rather, "You're being a jerk."
Of course, the fact that Xia Wensheng can be so shameless in such a refreshing and unconventional way shows that he naturally has this kind of innate talent.
Xia Wenxi had no idea that Xia Wensheng had gone to so much trouble to prevent her from liking him. If she had known, she would have advised Xia Wensheng not to waste his energy anymore.
Even though they hadn't known each other for very long, Xia Wenxi subconsciously excluded Xia Wensheng from the category of ordinary men.
————Mini Theater Divider
Xia Wensheng's initial thought: I'll act foolishly a few more times so that Xia Wenxi will stop liking me.
Xia Wensheng later said: "How boring! Let's be a jerk!"
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