Partie 1
Qin Zhaoyang, in a moment of mischief, pulled her small stool towards himself, causing Su Xiaocheng to fall onto the ground. Seeing this, he suddenly felt delighted and, with a smile, extended his hand towards her, asking, "Did you hurt yourself from the fall?"
Qin Zhaoyang watched her write his name on the white paper. Although it was a bit crooked, for some reason, he felt that the little girl in front of him, aside from being a little timid, a bit annoying, and having a somewhat low IQ, seemed to have no other significant flaws except for having a larger appetite
Puh. Qin Zhaoyang finally smiled, and then seemed to remember something, asking her: "Where did you attend elementary school?"
Qin Zhaoyang smiled, his eyes slightly curved, making his pair of pitch-black pupils appear even brighter and more transparent. "Then you should continue to work hard."
The "Yang" in Qin Zhaoyang can be understood as sunlight, and the "Chen" in Su Xiaocheng can also be understood as sunlight
On the first day of kindergarten, Su Xiaocheng was carried into the classroom by Su Qiancheng. She had gone to bed late the night before and was still grumpy when she was woken up in the morning. When her father placed her on the chair, she kicked the leg of the chair in a bad mood, causing herself to wince in pain.
However, when she later entered the senior class, she still sat at the same desk as Qin Zhaoyang. Moreover, under Qin Zhaoyang's hands-on guidance, she made remarkable progress after learning to use the dictionary. Not only was she able to understand the meaning of Qin Zhaoyang's name, but she even found commonalities between their names.
Due to the special nature of her father's work, she rarely interacted with peers her age. Her childhood seems to be confined to a limited space, with only her family members participating in her life. Therefore, when she suddenly saw so many children like herself sitting together, she instinctively tugged at her little skirt in an awkward manner
Su Xiaocheng took the homework book and tilted her head to carefully examine the three characters on it. She made a profound discovery that Chinese characters are indeed vast and profound. If she did not know that it was called Qin Zhaoyang, she truly would not recognize them at all
That night, Su Xiaocheng tossed and turned for a long time before falling asleep, and even had a dream in which she saw a table full of white cut chicken. ... Just as she was about to tear off a chicken leg, the white cut chicken transformed into Qin Zhaoyang. She wanted to tell him that she had moved next door to his house, and whether they could go to and from school together in the future, but Qin Zhaoyang turned back into the white cut chicken and chased her for an entire night.
At that time, Su Xiaocheng had just learned to write her own name and eagerly signed her full name on the new book she had received. After writing her own name, she curiously wanted to see what Qin Zhaoyang's name looked like.
Qin Zhaoyang had no reaction to this at all, continuing to do whatever he was doing. Only when she looked over did he raise his eyes to meet hers, and then he saw Su Xiaocheng visibly shiver before quickly turning around and sitting down.
Su Xiaocheng tugged at her father's pant leg, wanting to speak but hesitating. Seeing that her father showed no sign of compromise, she ultimately withdrew her hand in silence and obediently sat on the stool, swinging her little feet.
Qin Zhaoyang had already packed her books. She secretly lifted a corner that she hadn't had the chance to look at yet, but his hand pressed down on it, showing no mercy as it pressed against the back of her hand. "What are you doing?"
Su Qiancheng approached the teacher of the junior class and said something to her, while she turned her eyes around to look at her surroundings
The afternoon sun was warm as she sat in its rays, her face vibrant and full of life, a sweet smile gracing her lips, and her eyes curved into crescent shapes.
When Su Xiaocheng was assigned by the teacher to sit in front of Qin Zhaoyang, her calves trembled slightly. She hugged her small backpack and sat down, taking care to glance at him twice before doing so
Qin Zhaoyang glanced at her, doubting whether she could understand, but still generously handed the book over
Aren't we together? She said it as if it were a matter of course, but after saying it, she also felt that something was a bit off.
Over the years, she has lived in the shadow of Qin Zhaoyang and has suffered quite a bit of bullying. When will the two of them be able to coexist peacefully?
Su Qiancheng realized that the living room was somewhat small for Su Xiaocheng when he bumped into the corner of the table twice in one day. He then felt a bit of a headache and thought that it might be time to consider moving.
Su Xiaocheng nodded vigorously, her small hands constantly caressing the certificate, unable to part with it.
If Qin Zhaoyang were to rise or sit down with a bit more force, one could estimate that in the next moment she would dare to clutch her heart and faint from fright. Even the calm Prince was left feeling gloomy for quite a while due to her obviously disdainful expression, spending the entire day without a single pleasant countenance
Qin Zhaoyang couldn't help but smile at her bewildered expression
Su Xiaocheng found herself at a loss as her hands were suddenly empty
Su Xiaocheng's eyes were filled with the sight of the prince, his tender chest. Seeing his obvious anger, she playfully blinked, taking advantage of the fact that he couldn't catch her. However, she was merely caught off guard. It wasn't until the person across from her, infuriated and embarrassed, drew the curtains that she silently turned around, covering her slightly warm nose, and ran in panic to tell her father that she had seen Qin Zhaoyang
Sitting next to me is a mischievous little tyrant, laughing so hard that he is pounding the table, "Qin Zhaoyang, you are so..."
Su Xiaocheng looked at Su Qiancheng with a puzzled expression, her curiosity mingled with a hint of caution as she scrutinized the boy before her
Qin Zhaoyang was changing into her pajamas, the curtains only drawn halfway. She stood by the window, staring at Qin Zhaoyang's high-definition uncompressed version, utterly shocked.
It was previously mentioned that Su Xiaocheng rarely interacted with peers in her daily life. Su Qiancheng was worried that his daughter would struggle to integrate into society in the future, so he decided to send her to kindergarten a year early to help her adapt to the environment. However, he never anticipated that this decision would have a profound impact on Su Xiaocheng's entire life
Su Qiancheng gently ruffled her hair and warned her, "If you misbehave, you will have to stand as punishment when you get home tonight"
It seems that the only advantage of this girl is the face she inherited from Su Qiancheng
She immediately rubbed her hands together, hesitating and standing still in place, afraid to move
Su Xiaocheng has been encouraged by love, becoming increasingly spirited, "I will strive to win the consolation prize again next semester"
Qin Zhao Yang : " ... ... "
Su Xiaocheng was just about to withdraw her gaze when Qin Zhaoyang, already somewhat impatient, shot her a cold glance. With an expressionless face, he even swept a somewhat distant and indifferent look at her, asking, "Wouldn't you find a place to sit down yourself?"
As Qin Zhaoyang put on his pants, he already felt that something was amiss. Instinctively, he glanced across, and was utterly shocked! To his astonishment, someone was actually spying!
His expression immediately darkened, but Su Xiaocheng felt that even so, his features remained exquisite and attractive
When Su Xiaocheng had just moved in, she was still in the dark, busy moving the toys she had accumulated over the years upstairs, completely exhausted. She fell asleep before dinner, and when she was awakened by Han's mother and came out after taking a shower, her eyes immediately widened in disbelief as she looked across the window.
Su Xiaocheng's eyes were filled with mist, glistening with moisture, as if they would fall with the slightest blink
With this in mind, it wasn't long before Su Qiancheng purchased a villa in the "Dijue Shijia" community, becoming neighbors with the Qin family
The learning journey in kindergarten has come to an end, and Su Xiaocheng, unsurprisingly, firmly holds the title of the underachiever's champion, having received the "Good Baby Consolation Prize" in this self-sacrificing manner. The teacher also awarded her a small red flower to encourage her to strive for improvement
Su Qiancheng, while holding onto his pants that were about to be pulled down by his daughter, helplessly rubbed her head. He took Su Xiaocheng's hand and simply squatted down to be at eye level with the two little friends. "Chengcheng, this is your Aunt Cheng's son, you should call him Brother Zhaoyang"
Before the words had left his mouth, he was met with a languid glance from Qin Zhaoyang that made him feel guilty enough to turn his head, pretending as if nothing had happened
Su Xiaocheng retracted her hand, looking at him with a pitiful expression as she bit her finger, "I want to see yours"
Qin Zhaoyang was not angry either, retracting his hand and returning to his own seat
Su Xiaocheng is growing stronger day by day, with her little arms and legs rounding out visibly each day. Her range of movement is quite limited; what should be done if she bumps and knocks into things?
Su Xiaocheng heard him sigh and, frowning slightly, asked him: "You also think the food at noon today was too unpalatable, right"
He was momentarily blinded by the sunlight behind her, slightly furrowing his brow as he averted his gaze, "We are no longer together"
The little boy in front of her looked up at her at that moment, his bright eyes sparkling, yet the sense of distance in his gaze was quite apparent. Just by looking at her, he made her aware that he held no fondness for her.
Su Xiaocheng felt that she had been frightened
Qin Zhaoyang casually rolled up the certificate and stuffed it into his backpack, showing no signs of joy from the praise. Seeing the silly girl beside him overjoyed, he rarely curled the corners of his lips and calmly asked her: "Are you very happy?"
The young boy was quite handsome, with a delicate appearance. After looking for a while, she licked her lips and instinctively glanced at Su Qiancheng. Seeing him give her an encouraging look, she gathered her courage and reached out to pull him. "Hello, my name is Su Xiaocheng"
When Su Xiaocheng was in the middle class, she tragically became desk mates with Qin Zhaoyang. After she changed her seat, she felt somewhat listless and lacked energy for the entire day
Qin Zhaoyang hurried a few steps and was about to pull down the curtain, but upon closer inspection, he was instantly filled with rage! It turned out to be Su Xiaocheng, whom he usually bullied for fun!
Su Qiancheng gently patted Su Xiaocheng's head and said to Qin Zhaoyang, "You are in the same class as Xiaocheng, so I hope you can take good care of her in the future."
Qin Zhaoyang glanced at Su Xiaocheng, nodded, and obediently responded, "Alright"
As Su Qiancheng walked away, Su Xiaocheng stood in front of him, secretly glancing at him. He did not avoid her gaze, instead lazily sitting back on his small stool, appearing innocent and harmless. Especially his good-looking face added to his charm; whenever he smiled, he looked gentle and soft, like a little angel
Qin Zhaoyang pressed his lips together and glanced at her. However, being naturally fastidious, he had no desire to hold her hand. Subtly, he withdrew his hand from her palm and nodded at Su Qiancheng, saying, "Hello, Uncle."
He silently counted these shortcomings in his heart, unable to suppress a sigh; there was nothing particularly wrong, but it was also beyond saving.
Su Xiaocheng did not recognize him and kept tugging at her father's pant leg insistently.
The next day, she naturally endured a life of hardship... If one must provide an example to illustrate the level of difficulty, well, Su Xiaocheng felt that it would be more delightful to be chased by a poached chicken for an entire night.
Su Qiancheng greeted the teacher of the kindergarten class and then took her to sit beside the little boy who was sitting in the corner.
Looking at her own clean white fingers, she raised her head to glance at him, covering her bottom as she stood up, not daring to breathe too loudly. With one hand pressing on the bench, she cautiously sat down, only feeling relieved to exhale once her bottom made contact with the seat.