Extra Chapter

"..."

"Didn't we agree? If one day you and Xiaojing broke up, you'd come crying to me, and I'd comfort you."

"..."

But that wasn't what she wanted. She didn't want comfort that would come sooner or later. She wanted a heart without a trace left on it, affection that could be withdrawn without remembering the past. What she wanted was for the Young Master's pure, clear eyes, when they gazed at her, not to reflect the shadow of anyone else.

Who had allowed her to be this greedy?

Author's note:

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, another chapter with a little meat~~~ We're about to enter Volume Two!! Hohoho!!!

Chapter 42: Extra

"Taoxi cannot remain at ease; when the autumn lotus breaks, there is nowhere for the strands to continue. Once, we met at Chilan Bridge; today, I search alone along Yellow Leaf Road..."

The sentimental classical poem rang out from the mouth of a six-year-old child. Her girlish hair buns swayed solemnly beneath the shade of the trees, and her little lips opened and closed, reciting every word without error. When she reached the second half, she blinked and muttered without realizing it.

"'When the autumn lotus... has nowhere to continue'? Isn't that just 'though the lotus breaks, its threads remain'? Daddy, are you sure there's nothing wrong with choosing this poem?"

"What 'though the lotus breaks, its threads remain'? A perfectly good poem, deep with feeling, has been twisted into a mess by you." The young master in a blue scholar's robe wore his half-loosened, half-messy hair down his back. He held a rattle in one hand and restrained the squirming infant son in his arms with the other, looking every inch the flustered househusband. "Xiaojiu, stop fussing. Let your sister recite her poem properly. Once she finishes, you'll get your