Having grown up watching her parents’ business dealings, Yan Ying’s words were purely an instinctive reaction. She had recently disguised herself as a freshman to secretly observe No. 26 High School and joined several freshman groups. Her brother Brother Xiao Yu 1 Actually, 小魚哥哥 (xiǎo yú gē ge) is Little Fish Brother in literal translation. It was an informal nickname used by younger people or a close friend affectionately, combining ‘little fish’ (小魚) as a playful with ‘older brother’ (哥哥). The character, 魚 (yú), has the same tone with Yu Sui’s surname (but different characters). was very popular, so his market value should also be high.
She planned to give Yan Xiu a relatives’ discount—one library in exchange for her admission opportunity.
Her beautiful fantasy was mercilessly shattered by Yan Xiu: “Forget it then.”
“Don’t be like that, brother.” Yan Ying was poked by her mother and immediately leaned over, muttering “stingy” under her breath while taking out her cell phone and handing it over.
Yu Sui’s WeChat account on Yan Ying’s phone was different from the one given by Zheng Zi’an, but the avatars were the same. Many people used paired avatars for their main and alternate accounts. Seeing this, Yan Xiu estimated that the account Zheng Zi’an gave him was also correct.
For some unknown reason, he changed his profile picture and even switched the reason for adding to a generic “hello”.
This time, the speed of the friend’s response came very fast—so fast that it seemed as if the person on the other side was playing with his mobile phone.
[You and Fish can 2This is Yu Sui’s WeChat account; it was a word play. 魚閑罐頭 (yú xián guàn tóu). 鱼 (yú, ‘fish’), 香 (xiāng, ‘fragrant’ or ‘savory’), and 罐头 (guàntóu, ‘canned food’) and 俞 (yú) 綏 (suí). have become friends and can start chatting. ]
The automated reply on the other end was simple, followed immediately by another message.
[Hello.]
Yan Xiu also replied: [Hello.]
And then there was no further conversation.
The young master probably didn’t know what to reply, and Yan Xiu didn’t know what to talk about. Even adding Yu Sui was just to give Chen Zhanni an attitude that “I have tried my best.”
Fortunately, Yu Sui seemed to have a lot of friends and didn’t pay attention to this person who had been added at some unknown time.
He was just a stranger who was added by chance. If nothing unexpected happened, this person would become one of “dead contacts”. One day in the future, when Yu Sui suddenly decided to clean up his list, he would remove him.
“My youngest son is different from his older brothers and sister.” Yu Jingyuan couldn’t help but complain again as they chatted.
“When my eldest was in school, he participated in competitions every year. And when my second child was in school, we didn’t have to worry about his grades.”
“The third has strong opinions and knew what they wanted to do from an early age. His mother and I never worried about them.”
“It’s just the youngest son—willful and immature, spoiled until sixteen or seventeen, becoming more and more unreasonable. He usually doesn’t like to talk either…”
Regardless of other things, the parents at this table always have a lot to say when talking about their children. Tang Ying also frowned and joined the discussion: “My son doesn’t like to talk either, but he is very sensible.”
Yan Xiu left early.
Someone chased after him, and Yan Xiu recognized it as Yu Liao, who had been with Yu Jingyuan just now. The two of them had just greeted each other.
In fact, from his facial features, one could tell Yu Liao was related to Yu Sui, though their temperament was nothing similar at all.
Yu Liao got straight to the point: “I heard that you and my younger brother will be in the same class in the future.”
Yan Xiu didn’t respond. His gaze lingered on Yu Liao’s face for a moment before drifting past his ear, as if he was distracted.
Yu Liao frowned slightly: “My brother is still young and rather immature.”
Yan Xiu: “…”
He couldn’t shake the feeling that this whole family was a bit odd. He paused for a moment and said quietly, “Earlier, your father mentioned inside that he’s already grown up, but still doesn’t understand things.”
Yan Xiu stopped there and gave Yu Liao a look that left him to figure out the rest.
Yu Liao probably said those words so easily that he couldn’t take it back for a while. Anyway, even when Yan Xiu left, he didn’t understand what Yu Liao was trying to do from his contradictory words.
He originally thought that Uncle Yu and Yu Liao were asking him to look after Yu Sui at school due to their family connections. And he didn’t find it particularly strange.
But they always maintained an ambiguous attitude, as if they were certain that Yu Sui would get into trouble at school. They wanted to teach him a lesson, but at the same time they believed that he could not withstand any setbacks.
Yan Xiu had never raised a younger brother, let alone a son, so he couldn’t empathize with others. He recalled the fair-skinned young master, with his hands clasped together trying to act cute, and thought casually that he was quite good at acting like a spoiled child.
The vacation passed in a flash, and Yu Sui muddled through the situation for two months. When he was about to leave, he suddenly felt a little guilty.
He remained stuck without any improvement, still the good-for-nothing person that both his brothers and sister disliked.
Yu Sui counted the money. He didn’t spend much on food, his daily expenses were very low, and with the help of Yang Feiwen, he had 500 yuan left.
The ingredients bought at the supermarket a long time ago had ended up in the trash can. His cousin said the stuff he bought was unusable.
Yu Sui counted again, took out a hundred-yuan bill, and went to the supermarket to buy another batch of ingredients.
At three in the afternoon, Yu Sui’s second attempt ended in failure again.
Even though he had bought all the tools this time, he didn’t expect that besides peeling the radishes and tomatoes, even the garlic needed to be peeled.
“Oh, do I need to blanch the scallions and peel them too?” The young master had already given up in his heart, slowly crawling back to bed.
He placed the phone flat on the bedside and bowed to it three times with a sense of ritual.
That lazy tone recited the tedious procedures, speaking as if looking up at the sky: “Alright, no need to bow. Just go to my place.”
Yu Sui: “Thank you, brother.”
Then, he sighed again.
“Long-term idleness leads to illness 3閑久累心病 (xián jiǔ lèi xīn bìng) is an idiom used to describe the psychological toll that can result from extended periods of idleness or lack of activity, leading to mental or emotional distress.. It will be better when school starts.” Yan Wuyan reached out over Yu Sui’s head and patted him. “Okay, wash your hands and eat.”
“Yu Sui, what you did is called ‘manufactured misery’.” Su Su walked past him, holding a bowl, “You are so dramatic like a great poet.”
“What’s so dramatic about great poets? Also, don’t call me by my full name—I am your brother.” Yu Sui followed slowly behind her, then took a detour to get close to Yan Wuyan. “Brother, do a fortune reading for me. I feel like this semester’s not going to be peaceful. My eyelids keep twitching.”
“Five hundred per reading.” Yan Wuyan didn’t even blink.
This was a deliberate attempt to target Yu Sui’s weak spot, but Yu Sui followed up calmly: “After school starts, I’ll give you a thousand, and you have to do two readings for me.”
“……”
Yan Wuyan was so annoyed by him that he washed his hands and came out, pushing Yu Sui to sit down: “One reading: you will meet someone richer when school starts.”
Young Master Yu was stunned: “Richer than me?”
Susu hugged her bowl and laughed heartily.
Yan Wuyan thought for a moment and said, “Pretty much. It’s your brother from a noble family.”
Being a “brother from a noble family” wasn’t something that could be seen in readings—it’s obvious that he got the news from somewhere.
“Oh—”
Yu Sui suddenly lost interest and rubbed Su Su’s furry head in boredom: “What I’m missing is a little brother.”
Before returning to school, Yu Sui went back home.
When leaving, Yu Sui gave the batch of electrical appliances to the scrap-collecting old lady downstairs and used the money to buy three cases of drinks for the three uncles who had been sitting on the park benches for two months.
The young man dragged his suitcase past them and greeted them earnestly: “You’ve worked hard.”
Three people: “……”
The Yu household was no different from before. Yu Sui came back in broad daylight, and his father, Yu Liao, Yu Zhen and Yu Si were not there.
Yu Sui greeted the auntie and the housekeeper—unexpectedly seeing his mother who was rarely at home.
“You’re back?” Yuan Yu, with a laziness exactly like Yu Sui’s, leaned her arm against the spiral staircase railing and asked softly, “How was Australia? Fun? How come after two months, you haven’t gotten even a bit tanned?”
Yu Sui: “…”
Little did he know that Yu Si had arranged for him to be sent off to Australia. When the young master returned, he brought back an empty suitcase. He kicked the luggage under the stairs and brushed it off with: “It rained every day, the sun never came out.”
That day, Yang Feiwen messaged Yu Sui: “Sui’er, I’m nervous.”
Yu Sui replied: “Don’t be nervous.”
The class division results were about to be announced. Yu Sui remembered that Yang Feiwen kept repeating about wanting to be in the same class, to the point of being almost possessed by the idea.
Yu Sui thought about it and said: “The probability of us being in the same class is over 60%, which is above the passing line.”
Even if we’re not, it’s fine; we’ll most likely still be in the same dorm.
At that time, Yu Sui was on his way to school, sitting in his seat lazily. He kept listening to Uncle Doli complaining about traffic jams, while he refreshed his friends’ updates and new messages.
His classmates were so excited that they even posted on WeChat Moments about forgetting their backpacks or wearing mismatched socks in the morning to express their unfamiliarity with the start of school.
The young master nodded along as he typed, but before he could send the sentence, a new message from Yang Feiwen popped up.
: Am I nervous about us not being in the same class?
: I’m nervous that you and the Minister can’t be in the same class!
Yu Sui was stunned, then angrily sent two rows of question marks.
Yang Feiwen replied with a screen full of “hahaha.”
Then he sent two more photos, which were taken at the school gate. They were all in school uniforms, and it was difficult to tell who they were unless you looked carefully.
Yang Feiwen: The Minister is here!
Yang Feiwen: The minister left again!
Yang Feiwen: Dad, where are you?!
Yu Sui simply ignored his first two messages and took a picture of the busy traffic outside the window: Send a helicopter to pick me up.
Later, probably because the class list came out, Yang Feiwen did not reply anymore.
When Young Master Yu arrived at the school, the excitement had just begun.
People gathered in circles around the class list, with occasional shouts erupting.
“Is there anyone in the student council this year who is so…? The way these classes are assigned…”
“I am deeply moved.”
The young master stood lazily behind the two chattering classmates, holding his schoolbag.
There are too many people, and I don’t want to squeeze in.
Just then, the two students in front suddenly turned around and caught sight of the boy under the tree, whose skin seemed to glow white.
“Yu Sui, you’re over there.” The girl said hesitantly. Her cheeks flushed and sweaty.
Yu Sui handed over a tissue and smiled politely: “Thank you.”
Seeing her looking around, Yu Sui inexplicably felt that she was looking for Yan Xiu: “He’s not here.” He said.
The girl laughed awkwardly, a little embarrassed: “I know, I know.”
Following the direction she pointed—it was probably Class 3 of the Liberal Arts School.
Now that he knew, Young Master Yu left the troublesome area. However, as soon as he turned a corner, his eyes met with the head of the disciplinary department who was leaning against the railing.
He abruptly changed direction and walked towards the division board of Class 3 as if nothing had happened.
That area was near the front, so there shouldn’t be so many people crowding it for long.
Surprisingly, Yu Sui walked right through without any hindrance.
“You’re finally here.” Yang Feiwen called out from the crowd, his voice strangely strained.
Yu Sui looked up and saw his name at a glance.
Not because he was particularly sensitive to it, but because of the pink heart.
On the class list written in black-and-white ink, a neatly drawn pink heart encircled two names—proper yet undeniably intimate.
And right above Yu Sui’s name was Yan Xiu.
Yan as in “Peaceful day”，Xiu as in “People resting under the tree.” 4In raw, it was “日安晏，人木休.”. Yan (晏) is composed of two characters: 日 (sun, day) and 安 (peace, tranquil). And Xiu (休) is 人 (person) and 木 (tree), combined to represent a person leaning against a tree, symbolizing rest.
Yu Sui: ???
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