[Saturday, July 12, 2025]
I was woken up very early this morning by the stench of Little Brat's feet.
Who wakes someone up by kicking them?
[Luckily it doesn't smell bad]
[I took her to have breakfast with her aunt and uncle, and briefly explained the game boosting thing.]
[After it was all over, my uncle secretly sent me WeChat, telling me to be careful and not to accidentally get her pregnant.]
[I'm speechless. Do I really think I'm that kind of person?]
Xia Jinshu frowned even more deeply upon seeing this.
Who is this Little Brat anyway?
Judging from what's written in the diary, it must be a girl.
Xia Jinshu had always assumed she was Song Yunshen's cousin or something, but now, looking at it again, why was Song Yunshen's uncle telling him not to get her pregnant?
No, no, that's not how it should be understood.
Xia Jinshu reorganized her thoughts and realized that the two sentences likely referred to different people.
Song Yunshen called her Little Brat, which means the little girl is very young. She even needs Song Yunshen to explain things to her when playing games.
I reckon she's the daughter of one of his uncle's relatives.
As for not getting someone pregnant—could that refer to Xiao Nuo?
Xia Jinshu's expression was strange. Thinking of this possibility, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at Xia Yunuo.
This is something we really need to pay attention to; we can't let it affect Xiao Nuo's studies.
It was probably because Xiao Nuo went to teach his uncle's daughter every day, and Song Yunshen accompanied her every day, that his uncle specifically gave him this instruction.
Once I thought about it that way, my mind suddenly became clear.
Surely you're not talking about me?
Xia Jinshu shook her head and chuckled, thinking that since the man's uncle didn't even recognize her, he certainly wasn't talking about her.
Besides, she and Song Yunshen didn't have that kind of relationship—thinking of this, Xia Jinshu couldn't help but recall the scene of having dinner with Song Yunshen at Wanda today.
He stepped into the air on the escalator and caught her.
While hiding from Zhuang Lujun, he said those words to himself.
Xia Jinshu took a deep breath, shook her head, and banished these distracting thoughts, preventing them from interfering with her mind any longer.
Keep reading.
[As usual, I played games with her this morning, and also memorized some vocabulary words, completing the task assigned by Mama Xia.]
[We invited Xia Yunuo to her uncle's house for lunch, so we sent the Little Brat home first.]
Because Xia Yunuo was invited to dinner, the Little Brat was sent home?
Is there any necessary connection between these two things?
We could actually have dinner together, right?
Xia Jinshu frowned slightly, somewhat confused about the logic behind this.
Xia Yunuo wasn't wearing her school uniform today; she wore a very pretty outfit instead.
[I don't know what the top of her clothes is called, but it looks pretty good.]
[The skirt is pretty too, it shows a bit of leg underneath, she looks like a completely different person compared to when she wore her school uniform.]
It's not that school uniforms don't look good, it's just that we see them so often, and seeing her in casual clothes for the first time today was a real eye-opener.
[Especially during class later, she stretched out her leg, and one of her calves was completely exposed.]
[I'd never seen what her calves looked like before, but I've seen them for the first time today.]
[Sigh... Come to think of it, I've never seen Mama Xia's long legs before.]
[ Mama Xia is so tall and slender, yet she wears sweatpants all the time. What a waste!]
When will we finally get to let her wear Shenhe's cheongsam?!
I really want to see it!
If I hugged her leg and cried and begged for her mother, would she agree to be with me?
After reading this passage, Xia Jinshu was speechless, feeling utterly exasperated by Song Yunshen.
Go ahead and shout if you dare!
You only dare to secretly call out to someone in your diary; in reality, you wouldn't dare.
Xia Jinshu silently made a couple of complaints, then continued reading.
[I mentioned the glasses shop to my aunt this afternoon, and Auntie Cao happened to be playing mahjong with her.]
Although Auntie Cao said she could give away a pair of glasses for free, I thought about it and figured Xia Jinshu probably wouldn't accept it on the spot, so I didn't say anything.
So it's still this kind of thing after all----
Xia Jinshu's eyes flickered; she didn't feel any regret, but was instead touched by the respect Song Yunshen showed her.
[I originally wanted to invite her to dinner at Wanda Plaza, but I thought she might not agree, so I asked my aunt to transfer me two hundred yuan, which I will then return to her.]
[I took a screenshot and showed it to Xia Jinshu, and sure enough, it was quite useful, hehe~]
[Otherwise, I really wouldn't know how to invite her to dinner; I'm afraid she'll feel embarrassed.]
[Sigh----She always says sorry when it's nothing at all.]
Was the transfer screenshot a lie?
ah?!
Xia Jinshu was a little stunned, then realized what was happening. She felt a bit helpless, and also a bit amused and exasperated. She really didn't know what to say.
This guy----
He used this trick to fool Xiao Nuo before, but he never expected to fall for it himself.
Seriously, do they really have to lie like this?
Xia Jinshu bit her lip lightly, feeling a strange mix of emotions.
She suddenly realized that Song Yunshen seemed to have been trying his best to protect the self-esteem of the two sisters.
He is not the kind of person who, just because his family is wealthy, completely disregards other people's feelings and is self-centered.
Song Yunshen possesses a gentleness that others cannot see—a gentleness that seems to be known only to himself.
After all, no one else can see Song Yunshen's diary.
It can be said that a diary is the place that best reflects a person's true inner thoughts.
Whether it's his fondness for beautiful women or his ability to perceive other people's inner thoughts, these are all part of Song Yunshen.
After figuring all this out, Xia Jinshu found Song Yunshen's words about wanting to see her in pretty clothes rather endearing.
Where was it sleazy?
It's actually quite interesting.
Xia Jinshu flipped through the diary, a slight smile unconsciously appearing on her lips, without even realizing it herself.
[ Mama Xia put on those frameless glasses, she looked absolutely stunning; I almost wanted to wrap her up on the spot.]
[Unfortunately, let's talk about it next time, no rush.]
[I took her home that night, and I was surprised to find out she also lived in the East District. She was acting like Little Brat.]
After dropping her off, I simply sent a message to the Little Brat, telling her to come downstairs.
[Unexpectedly, Xia Jinshu saw me riding my electric scooter with her in the evening.]
[He kept asking me who that girl was, even late at night.]
[If she knew that the prettiest senior in Ningjiang Middle School tutors me every day, I wonder if it would shock her.]
[But I didn't say anything in the end, after all, Xia Jinshu asked me to keep it a secret, and I haven't even told Xia Yunuo yet.]
Seeing this, Xia Jinshu blushed slightly, thinking to herself, "How did she become the prettiest senior in the second year of high school?"
There's no such thing as a universally acknowledged fact in schools.
Most people don't even recognize all the girls in the next class, let alone the whole school.
How come this person is so eloquent in their diary, always praising others so readily?
This summer vacation felt quite fulfilling; there were always things to do every day, unlike before when I was idle and spent the whole day playing games.
I hope summer vacation ends soon; I want more of these wonderful days.
End of diary entry.
Xia Jinshu read through the diary again before closing it, letting out a slow breath, her emotions a mix of complex feelings.
She didn't know what she was thinking or how she was feeling at that moment.
I've inexplicably started looking forward to tomorrow.
Since meeting Song Yunshen, her expectations for the future seem to have gone beyond just finding a good job after graduating from university.
Xia Yunuo did her homework on the side, and it wasn't until nine o'clock in the evening that she got up to go to the bathroom to take a shower.
After changing her clothes and taking a shower, she returned to her bedroom in her pajamas, picked up a hairdryer, and went outside to find Xia Kening to dry her hair.
"Don't you need my help?" Xia Jinshu asked.
" Ningning's got a lot of free time, let's find her something to do." Xia Yunuo said, walking out of the bedroom and tossing the hairdryer to the person lying on the floor.
Xia Kening, lying on the bed, said, "Come and blow-dry my hair."
"Okay." Xia Kening obediently got up and plugged in the hair dryer.
Taking advantage of this moment, Xia Yunuo took out her phone and sent a message to Song Yunshen.
[ Xia Yunuo ]: I just finished showering.
[ Xia Yunuo ]: (Photo)
After finishing writing in his diary, Song Yunshen lay in bed scrolling through Douyin). Upon receiving the message, he opened WeChat.
The result was a selfie right in front of me.
It's the pajama version!
Xia Yunuo's pajamas were also light blue, but not navy blue; they were pale blue.
The pajamas were loose-fitting, draped casually over her narrow shoulders, and combined with her unkempt hair, gave her a languid yet delicate beauty.
Combined with her delicate face, it truly has a unique charm.
[ Song Yunshen ]: Huh? Why are the rewards being sent out early today?
[ Xia Yunuo ]: It was just a random photo, it doesn't count as a reward.
[ Song Yunshen ]: You look so good even in casual photos, you could debut right away.
[ Xia Yunuo ]: It's not as exaggerated as you say.
Xia Yunuo, who was enjoying a hair-drying service, smiled slightly, thinking to herself that this photo definitely wasn't taken casually.
She doesn't usually take selfies, but she posed in front of the mirror for a long time before finally managing to take a satisfactory picture.
It should neither appear deliberately posed, nor be too casual and thus look unattractive.
It really took a lot of effort.
But I definitely can't tell Song Yunshen.
[ Song Yunshen ]: What are you planning to wear tomorrow?
[ Xia Yunuo ]: I won't tell you.
[ Song Yunshen ]: This outfit looks pretty good today, will you wear it again tomorrow?
[ Xia Yunuo ]: I've already changed it. It needs to be washed before I can wear it.
She actually only has two sets of everyday clothes to wear. Tomorrow, unless she wears her school uniform, she'll have to wear the remaining set; there's not much else to choose from.
[ Song Yunshen ]: Then I'll look forward to it.
[ Xia Yunuo ]: What about you?
[ Song Yunshen ]: What?
[ Xia Yunuo ]: What are you wearing tomorrow?
[ Song Yunshen ]: I just picked them randomly. It only depends on which one I see first when I open the wardrobe tomorrow morning.
No wonder— Song Yunshen seems to dress very casually and doesn't really have any style; he just relies on his face to carry the outfit.
However, Xia Yunuo herself didn't quite understand, but a certain idea still came to her mind.
[ Xia Yunuo ]: Why don't you open the wardrobe now, take a picture and send it to me, then I'll pick something out.
[ Song Yunshen ]: Sure.
After the other party agreed, they sent a photo shortly afterward.
Xia Yunuo opened it and looked at it carefully, then picked out a shirt and pants.
[ Song Yunshen ]: Okay, then I'll wear this outfit tomorrow.
Xia Yunuo was secretly delighted, thinking that she could now help Song Yunshen pick out clothes.
Looking at her own older and younger sisters, they are definitely far inferior.
"Sis, who are you chatting with?" Xia Kening noticed her constantly tapping on her phone screen and secretly glanced at it.
Upon hearing this, Xia Yunuo immediately covered her phone. "Don't peek."
"I don't even need to peek to know who you're chatting with," Xia Kening chuckled. "It's Song Yunshen, isn't it?"
No, I didn't.
"Then let me see," Xia Kening said. "What if it is?"
"You should dry your hair properly," Xia Yunuo urged. "I don't have time to talk to you."
"Second sister is so fierce." Xia Kening grumbled, but continued to blow-dry her hair. However, she no longer used both hands, but instead held the hairdryer in one hand and secretly took out her phone with the other.
[ Xia Kening ]: What are you doing!
[ Song Yunshen ]: Busy.
[ Xia Kening ]: Could he be chatting with another girl?
[ Song Yunshen ]: Very clever, but there's no reward.
[ Xia Kening ]: Who are you chatting with? It's so late at night.
[ Song Yunshen ]: Guess! If you guess right, I'll give you a reward.
[ Xia Kening ]: Hehe, is there even a need to guess? It must be Xia Yunuo.
[ Song Yunshen ]: (Photo)
Xia Kening looked curious and clicked on the photo, only to find it was a selfie of Song Yunshen in his pajamas.
[ Xia Kening ]:?
[ Song Yunshen ]: You guessed it right, here's your reward.
[ Xia Kening ]: Bah! What kind of reward is this?
[ Song Yunshen ]: Let me show you my pajamas photo. How is that not a reward? I wouldn't even let others see it.
[ Xia Kening ]: You didn't send it to Xia Yunuo too, did you?
[ Song Yunshen ]: No, I only sent it to you.
Xia Kening was overjoyed upon seeing these words.
Xia Yunuo, who was holding her phone and waiting for Song Yunshen's reply, couldn't help but frown slightly.
Why does the response speed seem slower?
What is Song Yunshen doing?