The once lively Orphanage was now quiet and deserted, but the boy still kept to his usual routine.
He slept until he woke naturally in the morning, ate lunch at noon, read in the sunshine in the afternoon, and accompanied little Auntie on a walk after she had eaten her fill in the evening before returning to bed.
It was an unbearably dull life for a child, but it seemed just right for this boy.
His five- or six-year-old face already bore the air of a retired veteran official.
Especially after everyone had left, the food at the Orphanage had actually improved.
Every meal consisted of four dishes and a soup, all exquisitely prepared, as though a five-star chef had personally cooked them.
What wire had crossed in the director's head to make him suddenly see the light?
Was the Orphanage going to start offering private dining?
Could I end up taking over a five-star restaurant before thirty?
Watching the boy grow more listless by the day, spending all his time doing nothing,
Mu Yunhai, who was responsible for looking after him, instead began to feel anxious.
A boy his age should clearly have had boundless energy, running wild and causing trouble everywhere.
He would bottle himself up until something went wrong sooner or later!
Winter passed and spring came, followed by the summer solstice.
There was a distinct, restless heat in the air. After lunch, the boy moved his reclining chair beneath a tree's shade and had just picked up his book when a slender, jade-white hand stopped him.
"Little Auntie, why aren't you out on a blind date in weather this nice? Why spend all day fussing over me? Careful, or you'll never find a husband!" the boy said lazily, his eyes narrowed.
"It's the summer solstice today,