That night, You'an still went with Pei Qing.
I stood at the window watching him leave, crying over and over again.
I kept comforting myself, telling myself that I just needed to endure these next few years.
When Youan grows up and is able to live together, our family will still live together.
That's how I comforted my mother.
I saw Youan again a week later.
During this time, I also went to the school to look for him, but unfortunately, I was never able to find him.
After asking the homeroom teacher, I learned that Youan had not been going to school.
After school that day, I finally saw that familiar figure at the school gate.
I rushed over and grabbed him.
"Where have you been these past few days? I've looked for you at school several times. Why aren't you at school?"
"Tch! So you do care about me after all. I thought you'd forgotten about me."
Youan shook his hand and said in a sarcastic tone.
Seeing him like this, I felt relieved, which meant he was no longer blaming me.
I reached out and grabbed his ear.
"How can you talk to your older sister like that? Tell me honestly, where have you been these past few days?"
"Hey hey hey... Sis, I was wrong, let go, it hurts so much."
I didn't use any force at all. Watching him jump around pretending to be strong, a smile crept onto my lips.
He continued, "Actually, I didn't do much, just kept running around the hospital."
"Hmm? Are you sick?" I asked nervously.
"No, it seems they want to test various physical indicators and then specify things like diet and exercise."
"Oh, I see."
I was relieved. This is easy to understand; after all, good health is more important than anything else.
"Then you can go to school normally from now on, right?"
Youan nodded: "That's right, and I've already told him that I won't transfer schools."
"Hehe, that's good. That way we're very close, and we can have lunch together."
"Noon might not be an option," You'an said, her voice filled with disappointment. "They've arranged other classes for me."
Are you that busy?
"Yeah, there are also evening events, like horseback riding, golf, social etiquette... so many, I'm getting so tired of watching them."
I smiled gently.
"That's good too; improving oneself is always a good thing."
"Sigh, that's how I comfort myself too."
"Are you leaving soon?" I asked, somewhat reluctantly.
"I'm going home for dinner today; I've already asked for leave."
I jumped up with joy: "That's great! Mom will be so happy to hear that. Let's go home now."
"Yes, let's go home."
He simply reached out and took my backpack, then slung it over his shoulder.
Along the way, we resumed our usual chatting and laughing.
When we arrived at the villa, I suddenly asked, "You'an, you're not angry anymore, are you?"
He gave me a resentful look: "Actually, I was quite angry at first."
"We did this for your future development, that's why..."
Youan interrupted me with a smile: "I know, so I wasn't angry the next day. I just didn't have a chance to come back and see you all."
"Hehe, it's good that you understand. Let's go in."
When his mother and Aunt Pei saw You'an, they immediately rushed over and hugged him.
After a week apart, our family was finally reunited.
I secretly captured this precious moment.
I thought that moments like this would happen often in the future.
pity.
Or maybe I'm overthinking it.
In the time that followed, let alone going home, the number of times I saw Youan gradually decreased.
Every time it's just various training sessions and make-up classes, sometimes I don't even see him once a month.
Most of the time, no one answers the phone.
Several months passed just like that.
One evening after school, I asked for leave in advance and rushed to his school gate to wait for him.
Finally, I saw that familiar figure.
"You'an." I waved to him.
The moment he saw me, a glimmer of color appeared on his clearly numb face.
"Sister, I'm so glad to see you! I've missed you so much."
I looked up at his pale face and touched it tenderly.
"You've lost weight. Have you been eating on time lately?"
"I ate on time, but they were all from the same old recipes, not as good as Aunt Pei's cooking."
"You can't be picky about food, you know?"
At that moment, a driver in a black suit appeared beside me.
"Young Master, time is running out, you..."
You'an waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, I'll just say a few words to my sister and then leave."
I reached out and patted his arm: "Don't talk to people like that. Be gentler with people."
You'an nodded obediently: "Yes, sister is right. How has Mom been feeling lately?"
"It's all right, don't worry about it. Okay, you can go now. I feel relieved to see you."
"I......"
Before he could finish speaking, I stepped forward and gently hugged him.
She whispered, "Youan, I know you're tired. If you really can't hold on, then... come back."
Actually, at this point I already regretted sending him to Pei Qing's place.
But what's the use? Even if I try to stop it, can I really prevent it from happening?
Youan patted my back: "Sister, I've grown up now and I know the purpose of doing these things, so for the sake of the future, I... am not tired."
Those words kept echoing in my ears until he got into the car and left, and I didn't even realize it.
He seems to have really changed a lot.
But no matter how things change, he will always be my younger brother.
The Youan I watched grow up.
In the time that followed, I began to study even harder.
I feel happy for a long time every time I see the changes in my midterm and final exam grades.
Only by working hard to improve myself can I help Youan in her career in the future.
Time flies.
Three years have passed in the blink of an eye.
My junior high school years have also come to an end.
When I told Youan that I had achieved the top score in the entire school, he was even happier than I was.
He took a day off to go home and celebrate with me.
When I saw him this time, I felt that he was obviously very different from before.
Whether it's her temperament, her mannerisms, or her speech, she seems like a completely different person.
He possesses a maturity beyond his years.
"Sis, why are you looking at me like that? Don't you recognize me?"
"How could I not recognize you? No matter what you look like, I will always recognize you."
I stepped forward and gently hugged him.
He seems to have grown quite a bit taller.
That year.
I am 15 years old.
He is 11 years old.
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