“Okay…” Fengguang replied sweetly, lowering her voice and tiptoeing to whisper in his ear. But she was small and didn’t have much strength, so she couldn’t hold the pose for long. All you could see was her bouncing up and down on her tiptoes—it looked pretty silly. Still, the person in front of her made no effort to lean down and help. Even so, she was all smiles as she said, “Big Brother… Daddy agreed to my request. When school starts, Xiao You will be coming with us!”
Ji Mian replied softly, “You did a good job with that, Fengguang.”
That’s right. It was him who first brought up the idea of having Ji You attend school with Fengguang. It had just been an offhand comment: once they started school, Xiao You would be all alone at home—it’d be great if she could go with them.
And a little sister who’s desperate to be liked by her big brother? Of course, she’d do her best to make his wish come true.
“Big Bro—ah!” Fengguang’s ankle twisted mid-tiptoe, and her little face scrunched up in pain. But she quickly clapped a hand over her mouth to stop herself from crying out. Her voice trembled, but she still asked, “Big Brother… I didn’t wake up Xiao You, did I?”
“No,” Ji Mian replied. He glanced at her ankle and slowly crouched down so he was eye-level with her. Now she could talk to him properly. “Does it hurt a lot, Fengguang?”
She nodded, then shook her head.
“So… does it hurt or not?”
“It hurts…” she mumbled pitifully. “But I’m not supposed to say it hurts. If I do, other people will be happy because I’m in pain.”
“And who are these people you’re talking about?”
“The older kids from those aunts’ and uncles’ families.”
“Why would they be happy that you’re hurt?”
“Well… like Uncle Li’s son, Li Bai. When I saw him, I listened to Daddy and called him ‘Big Brother.’ But when Daddy and I went to their house for a party, and the grown-ups weren’t around, he locked me in the storage room.”
Ji Mian asked, “Why would he do that?”
“He said… it was because my daddy stole the ‘richest man’ title from his dad…” Fengguang’s gaze flickered. She didn’t understand what being the richest man meant to adults. She just remembered how dark and lonely it was in that storage room.
“Did you tell your father about it?”
“No,” she said firmly. “This is my vendetta. I shouldn’t drag the grown-ups into it.”
“…Where did you hear that line?” Ji Mian asked.
She immediately answered, “From Legends of the Jianghu!”
Ji Mian chuckled, “You like TV dramas?”
“Uh-huh!” Talking about her favorite thing made her so excited that she forgot all about her aching foot. “I love martial arts dramas the most! The moves are all so cool! I wish I could fly around like they do.”
Ji Mian smiled. “Do you know how heroes in those dramas usually deal with injuries?”
“They find a pretty older girl, take off their clothes, and sit together to heal.”
Ji Mian’s smile froze for a split second, but he quickly composed himself. “Right… But when those heroes are hurt, do they usually tell people? Or do they act like nothing’s wrong and say they’re fine?”
Fengguang thought about it for a moment. “Hmm… yeah, I guess they do act like they’re fine.”
“So, what’s Fengguang going to do about her twisted ankle?”
“I’m going to find a quiet place… and use my internal energy to heal.”
Sam Williams On TYMIMA Chapter 152
well i know he’s young but he still pisses me off. hope she torments him and makes him chase her to the end of the world later heheh
Welp, this is refreshing. Now I know what the last line from previously is for. Tragic. Delicious.