I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 156 - 152 Mi Xiao

Chapter 156: Chapter 152 Mi Xiao

The afternoon study was dimly lit; the thick blackout curtains were only half-drawn.

Inside, a youth dressed in black sits on the floor, a pen held in his slender fingertips. Upon his knees, a drawing board is placed, with papers densely filled with writing.

His strokes are firm and steady, the writing forceful enough to show through the paper.

Eyes cast down, his thick, long lashes hide all emotions in his tea-colored pupils. When one sheet of paper on the drawing board is filled, he takes another from the side and covers it.

Going around in cycles without a hint of impatience in his expression.

Cui Yu and Mi Xiao peek through the crack of the door, and Mi Xiao, whose eyesight is better than Cui Yu’s, after watching for a while, quietly pulls her aside and whispers, "Auntie, cousin seems to still be working on that problem."

Cui Yu knits her brows, anxiously pacing back and forth in the corridor, "He’s just gotten a bit better, and now he’s not eating and just keeps himself shut in the room working on problems all the time. What should we do?"

Mi Xiao, dizzy from her turning around, grabs Cui Yu, "Auntie, please stop spinning around. Let’s wait a little longer. If cousin really doesn’t come out, we can just go in."

"No, no," Cui Yu quickly waves her hand in refusal. Her expression serious, "Xiao Yan mustn’t be disturbed while solving problems. If he doesn’t come out, then he doesn’t. I’ll just wait for him here."

Mi Xiao looks at Cui Yu with a complex expression, having not imagined before following Cui Yu back that her cousin would be so seriously ill. Nor did she expect that her aunt, a woman so decisive and efficient outside, could be surprisingly amiable and patient in front of her son.

Cui Yu calms down after a while, her expression gradually easing. She pulls Mi Xiao to sit in the living room and inquires about the previous day, "Xiao Xiao, did Xiao Yan go over ’there’ again yesterday?"

Through the window glass, she gestured in a direction.

Mi Xiao nods, grinning, "Yesterday, cousin met that girl named Qingran again."

Cui Yu responds with a gentle smile, but remains silent.

On the contrary, Mi Xiao starts chattering incessantly, "Auntie, I really feel that when I first saw Qingran, she wasn’t as pretty as the second time I met her. It’s strange; she didn’t wear much makeup, yet somehow she just looked a whole lot more attractive."

Cui Yu is somewhat surprised, "I haven’t seen her for quite some time. Has the little girl become very pretty?"

"You should trust cousin’s taste," Mi Xiao replies with a thumbs up, "Cousin’s taste is really something."

Cui Yu shakes her head in amusement, not believing Mi Xiao’s words. After all, she has seen Li Qingran more than once. Li Qingran’s looks aren’t bad, but they are definitely not so stunning as to take one’s breath away.

She believes Mi Xiao, having seen many foreigners with high noses and deep-set eyes while abroad, suddenly encountering Chinese with yellow skin and dark eyes, felt a peculiar kinship. This sense of closeness could also give the illusion of attractiveness.

Cui Yu has a fairly good impression of Li Qingran; to her, the young girl is hardworking and studious, often sitting quietly in the courtyard reading, the very image of someone else’s well-behaved daughter, which she envied terribly.

It never occurred to her that her own son would take a liking to such a girl.

Cui Yu is an open-minded mother, or to be more precise, she’s a woman willing to try anything for her son’s recovery.

She doesn’t think there is anything wrong with her son having a crush. On the contrary, if her son’s early love could help with his illness, she would wish he’d fall in love sooner...

Mi Xiao glances at Cui Yu, then carefully recalls the two boys standing beside Qingran yesterday afternoon. She knows the one with the sunglasses is Qingran’s brother, but who is the other?

The way the other boy looked at her cousin, including the subtle movements when he blocked his way, it wasn’t hard for her to surmise. He didn’t want her cousin to meet Qingran.

Under what circumstances would a boy not want a girl to meet another boy?

The answer goes without saying.

However, all these are her cousin’s affairs and have nothing to do with her.

Mi Xiao actually finds Qingran’s brother quite appealing; just from his eyes yesterday, she could tell he must have just been in a fight. His carefree nature is also quite endearing.

For Mi Xiao, boys who can fight are definitely a plus; she likes boys who can throw a punch the most.

Mi Xiao stands up from the sofa, "Auntie, I suddenly remembered something I need to discuss with my cousin. I’m going to find him."

Without giving Cui Yu a chance to react, she dashes and pushes open the door to the study.

"Hey—Xiao Xiao, Xiao Xiao, don’t—"

Cui Yu hurries after her, but the study door has already been locked by Mi Xiao from the inside. Fearing it might affect Ji Yanchen’s mood, she dares not knock loudly, and can only anxiously circle outside the door.

Professor Wang’s questions were not easy at all.

Ji Yanchen’s draft papers were already a thick stack on his drawing board, and he seemed tirelessly moving his pen across the paper.

"...Cousin, cousin...cousin..." Mi Xiao stood three steps away from him, calling out quietly and persistently.

Ji Yanchen was still solving problems, showing no response to Mi Xiao’s calls, submerged in his own world, not even aware someone had entered the room.

Mi Xiao carefully took another step towards him, continuing to call out quietly: "Cousin? Cousin..."

Ji Yanchen changed to a fresh sheet of draft paper and kept his head down writing, still without any reaction.

Mi Xiao took another step forward, and only when she squatted beside Ji Yanchen and called out ’cousin’ again did he finally show a hint of a response.

He lifted his head from the draft paper, his tea-brown pupils showing a trace of confusion, his gaze unfocused as it landed on Mi Xiao’s face.

After looking at Mi Xiao for a while, Ji Yanchen seemed to come back to himself and asked, "Hmm?"

Mi Xiao glanced at the dense formulas on the draft paper, which gave her a headache. She decided not to look and half-knelt beside Ji Yanchen, pulling a big smile.

"Cousin, do you have plans on when to go to school?"

Ji Yanchen didn’t speak, his eyelids fluttering slowly several times.

Adorably dazed, devastatingly handsome.

Ah ah!

Mi Xiao screamed internally, damn, is this adorable guy really my cousin?

Who can tell me why my cousin has such an adorable side?

After a while, Ji Yanchen finally answered Mi Xiao’s question: "No, I have."

Having said that, he started listing formulas and solving problems again.

"You’re not thinking of not going to school, are you?" Mi Xiao pressed on.

Ji Yanchen’s pen tip kept moving, as if he hadn’t heard Mi Xiao’s words at all.

Mi Xiao was used to being ignored by him, she fell silent for a moment, clicking her tongue several times, but Ji Yanchen’s expression remained utterly unresponsive.

Mi Xiao decided to pull out the big guns: "So you don’t want to see Qingran anymore, cousin?"

Hiss! The pen tip suddenly pierced through the paper with force, Ji Yanchen froze, staring at the drawing board.

Mi Xiao felt a twinge of guilt inside. She reached out to help smooth the paper for Ji Yanchen but was stopped by his pen.

The young man didn’t speak, just looked at her indifferently with his emotionless tea-brown eyes.

The meaning in his eyes was clear: Don’t touch my stuff.

Mi Xiao retracted her hand somewhat sheepishly, putting her hands behind her back, and chuckled twice falsely, "Cousin, I won’t touch your things anymore."

Ji Yanchen remained silent, his gaze still downward.

After a quiet moment, Mi Xiao spoke again: "Cousin, are you really planning to go to university in the second half of the year?"

Ji Yanchen gave no response, and even picked up his pen to start writing.

Mi Xiao continued: "But if you go to university, Qingran would still have to spend another year in high school. Wouldn’t that mean you won’t see her for an entire year?"

Ji Yanchen’s pen paused once more.

Mi Xiao concealed the smile at the corner of her mouth: "You’ve been away these few months and... after all, it’s a whole year, and all sorts of things could happen—"

Snap!

Ji Yanchen’s pen dropped to the floor, and finally, a flicker of emotion crossed his tea-colored eyes.

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