Unlike what Ye Qingxian had assumed, I didn't dislike it.
How could I not like it? I loved it to bits.
I was the kind of person who'd wake up from a dream and grin like an idiot.
She hadn't seen it... Not long after I returned to my bedroom, I secretly recorded the entire fireworks display by myself.
"Senior Sister put her heart into it, too."
"Then I'll forgive Senior Sister halfway!"
I quietly murmured my thoughts to myself.
A single photo frame sat on the clean bedside table, turned face down. Inside was a picture I'd taken of the three little ones together.
No one had seen the photo in the frame yet.
My happiness.
Ye Qingxian didn't know about it yet.
She was still scratching her head, wondering how to cheer up her Junior Sister.
How could Master's advice not work?
Ye Qingxian suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Thinking of the key point Master had mentioned, she gradually came to understand.
Effort couldn't be meaningless.
Once the fireworks were set off, that was that. She couldn't grab her Junior Sister and tell her how much the display had cost, then loudly demand that her Junior Sister remember all the effort she'd put in.
Since effort had come up, she had to do something her Junior Sister actually needed right now.
A gift her Junior Sister was willing to accept was the kind of effort that truly mattered to her.
Otherwise, what was it but self-indulgence?
The reason was simple.
Had her Junior Sister insisted on seeing the fireworks?
She hadn't said she wanted to see them.
She could easily have skipped them.
Once the fireworks were over, they wouldn't bring any real change to her life.
That was the empty, insubstantial kind of self-indulgence.
It was