It's 11 p. m.
Xia Jinshu lay in bed, still feeling hot all over. The diary of Song Yunshen that she had just seen kept replaying in her mind, as well as the answers she had received after asking Doubao.
She could faintly hear steady, even breathing coming from the upper bunk; Xia Yunuo was clearly asleep, but Xia Jinshu had no desire to sleep.
She lay down for a while, then sat up, opened the diary on the bedside table, turned on the flashlight function of her phone, and read Song Yunshen's diary for that night again.
The second time?
When was the first time?
After thinking for a moment, Xia Jinshu quickly came to a conclusion about her guess.
She remembered that Song Yunshen Song Yunshen hadn't written in his diary that Monday night either, and she had just worn the new outfit her mother had given her to see him that day. Could it be because of that?
Xia Jinshu pursed her lips, feeling a little shy, but also a tiny bit proud, as if her charm had been recognized.
But she quickly suppressed this sense of pride, feeling increasingly ashamed and embarrassed.
Monday night it was because I wore new clothes, so what's it because of today?
Xia Jinshu was lost in thought for a moment, realizing she was wearing her usual ordinary clothes today.
She didn't know much about boys taking off, although she had vaguely known about it before, but had never taken the initiative to learn about it.
So she opened her phone again and found Doubao.
Question: Is it normal for a guy to do this kind of thing?
[Answer]: From a physiological perspective, such behavior is a common and normal physiological phenomenon for adolescent boys. It is neither pathological nor morally corrupt. The key is whether the boy can manage the boundaries between his sexual fantasies and real-life sexual objects, and not cross those lines. If needed, I can provide you with relevant information about things adolescent boys should pay attention to during this period.
Xia Jinshu had never looked into this kind of thing before, and now, seeing it made her blush and her heart race. She turned to the side and shrank into the quilt, as if she were peeking at something very important.
So, this kind of thing is actually quite normal for boys?
After reading Doubao's reply, Xia Jinshu took a few deep breaths to calm herself down a bit.
After all, Song Yunshen probably never imagined that he could see the diary he wrote every day from afar.
A diary is, of course, a record of one's true inner thoughts.
Xia Jinshu usually likes to record her true thoughts in her diary, so she can understand Song Yunshen's actions.
Besides, Song Yunshen didn't say anything offensive to her in his diary. On the contrary, he admitted that what he did was disrespectful to her and even kowtowed to her in the air to apologize. Xia Jinshu scratched her burning red cheeks, thinking that she couldn't blame Song Yunshen for this. If anything, she was the one who had secretly read Song Yunshen's diary first.
Hmm... Mama Xia has forgiven you.
Xia Jinshu thought to herself, and couldn't help but chuckle to herself.
Unfortunately, Song Yunshen couldn't hear it.
However... are there any other things I should be aware of regarding this?
Xia Jinshu's curiosity was piqued by the Doubao, and she couldn't help but continue asking questions.
So she received reminders such as "the frequency should be moderate," "pay attention to hygiene," "have the right mindset," and "distinguish between fantasy and reality."
That makes a lot of sense.
Xia Jinshu suddenly entered a serious study mode typical of top students, silently taking notes in her mind.
But after she finished learning this part of the theoretical knowledge, she suddenly realized something: what was the point of reading so much if she couldn't communicate with Song Yunshen face to face?
Xia Jinshu rubbed her head with some difficulty, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration. She remembered that she usually taught Song Yunshen English, so she fell into deep thought again, and a good idea popped into her mind.
What to do when your son misbehaves? You can't hit him or scold him, so you can only try to teach him from the sidelines. Although it seems like this is something that someone her age shouldn't be doing, the thought of Song Yunshen fantasizing about her makes it hard for Xia Jinshu to imagine facing him every day in the future.
That's so embarrassing!
It's all Song Yunshen's fault!
Why write about this kind of thing in your diary when you can write about anything else?
Luckily, only your Mama Xia, can see this. If others saw it, wouldn't it be incredibly embarrassing?
Xia Jinshu reluctantly indulged him for a moment, then closed her diary, turned off her phone, lay down on the bed, and let out a long sigh.
"Go to sleep, go to sleep, "Xia Jinshu closed her eyes.
If I don't go to sleep soon, my biological clock will get messed up.
But a few minutes later, Xia Jinshu opened her eyes again, stared at the upper bunk, and sighed softly.
It's over...
As soon as she closed her eyes, Song Yunshen's image would involuntarily appear in her mind.
What would Xia Jinshu be like in Song Yunshen's fantasy? Her mind began to wander, and she was far from sleepy.
The next day, Sunday morning.
Xia Jinshu had a dream. In the dream, she was teaching Song Yunshen Song Yunshen suddenly knelt down, hugged her leg, and cried bitterly, calling out "Mom!" and begging for her forgiveness.
Just then, the alarm clock rang precisely at seven o'clock in the morning. Xia Jinshu was jolted awake from her dream. After taking in her surroundings, she covered her forehead and came to her senses. Then she sighed helplessly.
It's all Song Yunshen's fault for writing that kind of thing in his diary. It made her not only unable to sleep well, but also give her such a strange dream.
With dark circles under her eyes, Xia Jinshu got out of bed and let out a big yawn, a rare occurrence for her. She sat on the edge of the bed, feeling very sleepy, and rubbed her face vigorously to try and wake herself up.
Xia Yunuo, who had just climbed down from the upper bunk, saw her sister's condition and asked in confusion, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"
"Mmm." Xia Jinshu nodded a little guiltily, avoiding Xia Yunuo's gaze. "I've been having a bit of insomnia."
"Why don't you sleep a little longer?" Xia Yunuo suggested. "I'll make breakfast first, and then I'll wake you up when I'm done."
"It's okay, I can't sleep anyway," Xia Jinshu said, getting up. "Go wash up first, I'll make breakfast."
Seeing that she insisted, Xia Yunuo stopped trying to persuade her, nodded, and went into the bathroom.
Xia Jinshu walked through the living room and into the kitchen, intending to cook some dumplings.
As she passed through the living room, she glanced at the bed outside. Only Yan Zhenxia was still asleep; Xia Kening was nowhere to be seen.
It looks like she made plans to go to the library with her classmates.
Xia Jinshu didn't think much of it. She cooked the dumplings, then turned around and went to the bathroom to wash up, telling Xia Yunuo to remember to come and check on the dumplings.
Once the dumplings were cooked, Xia Jinshu woke Yan Zhenxia, and the three of them sat in a circle in the living room.
After having breakfast, Yan Zhenxia left for work on time.
Actually, the short drama studio doesn't require working on weekends, but you can work overtime voluntarily. They will give you overtime pay based on the amount of time you work, and you can also get a free lunch provided by the studio.
"Why not go? Yan Zhenxia is definitely going."
On the one hand, it's for the overtime pay; on the other hand, the editor-in-chief is also in the studio on weekends, so I can ask him more questions about the short drama script.
Besides, the conditions in the studio are much better than at home; at least I don't always have to sit at the dining table, typing on a laptop.
After seeing her mother off, Xia Jinshu glanced at the ingredients in the refrigerator, confirming that she didn't need to go out to buy groceries today. She then returned to her bedroom and sat down at the desk with Xia Yunuo. Neither of them did their homework, but they both pretended to be doing it, secretly working on lesson plans.
Xia Yunuo was making lesson plans for Yingying, mainly looking for some educational games suitable for children.
Xia Jinshu, on the other hand, wanted to find some suitable English questions for Song Yunshen to practice.
She had already made preparations, but after reading Song Yunshen's diary yesterday and learning a lot from Doubao, Xia Jinshu decided to change her strategy and searched for some relevant English articles online.
Around 9:30 a. m., Xia Yunuo suddenly got up, saying that she had made an appointment with her classmates to go to the library. After saying goodbye to Xia Jinshu, she picked up her backpack and left.
Xia Jinshu knew exactly what her younger sister was up to, but she was a little puzzled as to why she had been going out to find Song Yunshen around 9 a. m. for the past two days.
I always set off close to noon, I don't know why.
Xia Jinshu didn't think too much about it and focused her attention on her lesson plan for today. While preparing, she would blush from time to time, hesitating whether or not to give Song Yunshen this kind of question.
Not long after, Xia Kening returned.
Hearing the noise at the door, Xia Jinshu came out of the bedroom and called Xia Kening into the room.
"Why are you back so early again today?" Xia Jinshu asked her with some confusion. "Yesterday too, you went to the library very early in the morning, but you came back around nine o'clock."
Xia Kening chuckled and said that her classmate had something come up and went home, and that it was boring for her to stay in the library alone, so she simply came back. Xia Jinshu frowned, feeling that her younger sister was hiding something from her, but since Xia Kening wouldn't say, she didn't press her for details.
Xia Kening was pushed into Xia Yunuo's chair to continue doing her homework, while Xia Jinshu continued preparing new lesson plans.
At noon, after making lunch at home and eating with Xia Kening, Xia Jinshu originally intended to call her back into the room to do her homework.
But Xia Kening, wanting to do less homework, complained that she was very sleepy and collapsed onto the bed, intending to take a nap.
After hearing her say that, Xia Jinshu also felt a little sleepy, so she simply agreed and went back to her bedroom to take a nap.
As a result, after falling asleep, I had another dream, and the scenes in the dream were a direct continuation of the strange dream I had in the morning.
In her dream, Song Yunshen clung to her leg, weeping and begging for her forgiveness. Xia Jinshu Shu softened and forgave Song Yunshen, but unexpectedly, he immediately took advantage of the situation, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her.
Xia Jinshu was startled and suddenly opened her eyes, only to realize that she was dreaming.
She clutched her chest, feeling her heart pounding wildly; she never imagined she would have such a dream.
It's all Song Yunshen's fault!
She buried her face in the pillow and waited a while before turning her head to take out her phone and check the time. It was already past 2 p. m.
At this time, Xiao Nuo should be giving Song Yunshen's cousin a lesson, right? Song Yunshen might be beside her too.
Thinking about this, Xia Jinshu suddenly had another thought and couldn't help but wonder if Song Yunshen, besides fantasizing about her, also fantasized about Xiao Nuo?
Looking at his diary, it seems there really isn't one.
That's really strange.
Judging solely from appearance, Xia Jinshu always felt that Xiao Nuo was prettier than her.
Moreover, Xiao Nuo spends every day with Song Yunshen, and they seem to have a very close relationship. Even though Xiao Nuo always says that she and Song Yunshen are just good friends, Xia Jinshu believes that with her younger sister being so beautiful, it's impossible for Song Yunshen not to have any feelings for her.
But under these circumstances, is Song Yunshen's fantasy object actually himself, and not Xiao Nuo?
Thinking of this, Xia Jinshu fell into deep thought.
She recalled Song Yunshen's diary entries and the way he addressed her in them. A sudden thought flashed through Xia Jinshu Song Yunshen's mind, and a certain speculation suddenly emerged.
Could Song Yunshen have a mother complex?
That seems very likely!
Xia Jinshu's expression turned solemn, as if she had discovered some earth-shattering secret. She never expected Song Yunshen to be this kind of person.
Xia Jinshu's face flushed slightly. The thought of Song Yunshen long and doing those kinds of things to her made her feel extremely ashamed.
The thought of this made her feel hot all over, and she couldn't help but toss and turn in bed, completely losing the will to get up and do her homework.
It wasn't until around 2:30 PM that Xia Jinshu finally got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash her face with cold water.
After calming down, she returned to her room, looked down at her pajamas, and then walked to the wardrobe. Looking at the few sets of clothes that belonged to her, she was caught in a dilemma.
Based on the pattern of the past few days, she should wear the preppy pleated skirt suit that her mother gave her today.
But when Xia Jinshu thought that the root cause of Song Yunshen's wrongdoing might be that she wore this outfit to teach him, she felt that she should nip this possibility in the bud.
But a few minutes later, Xia Jinshu put on the pleated skirt, went to the bathroom, looked in the mirror, and thought to herself that there was nothing special about it.
Compared to usual, all she did was reveal a pair of long legs. Could that really have such a big impact on Song Yunshen?
Xia Jinshu couldn't understand it at all.
However, this kind of thing can't be completely prevented. After all, Doubao said that it's human nature and we should understand it.
Besides, she was wearing ordinary clothes yesterday, and Song Yunshen still did that with her, right? So it shouldn't really matter, right?
Xia Jinshu comforted herself with this thought.
Oh dear, I've already put them on, it's too much trouble to change them now.
After leaving the bathroom, Xia Jinshu returned to her bedroom and packed her schoolbag.
With a little time to spare before three o'clock, I sat back down at my desk and flipped through Song Yunshen's diary for a while.
At three o'clock, she sent a message to Song Yunshen, then slung her backpack over her shoulder and prepared to leave.
Xia Kening was in the living room, couldn't help but secretly click her tongue twice when she saw her eldest sister leave in this outfit.
I didn't expect my sister to like this outfit so much. But with those long legs showing, isn't that just giving that scoundrel Song Yunshen a free ride?
That guy will definitely be secretly watching during class.
Xia Kening, who often noticed Song Yunshen glancing at her chest and feet, thought to herself, then immediately pouted, feeling a little annoyed.
So, while Xia Jinshu was changing her shoes at the door, Xia Kening suddenly said deliberately, "Sis, you're dressed so beautifully, aren't you afraid your tutor won't be able to concentrate in class?"
"Did you get enough sleep? If you did, go do your homework." Xia Jinshu glanced at her, adopting the authority of the eldest sister. "Your second sister will be back soon. Have her keep an eye on you; don't you dare slack off." Upon hearing this, Xia Kening immediately regretted her actions. She should have known better than to tease her eldest sister.
How awful!
The eldest and second eldest sisters take turns going to see Song Yunshen, while the one who's free just does her homework. It's too much!
Xia Kening was indignant, but dared not say a word. She had no choice but to submit to Xia Jinshu's authority, grumbled, rolled over on the bed, and sighed to the sky.
Xia Jinshu changed her shoes, slung her backpack over her shoulder, and set off. After going downstairs, she quickly arrived at the entrance of the Tangning New Residence West District residential area.
Normally, she only needs to wait about five or six minutes at the entrance of the residential area before Song Yunshen appears in her sight on his electric scooter.
But the thought of seeing Song Yunshen soon made Xia Jinshu's face flush.
As it turned out, Song Yunshen arrived even earlier today. Before Xia Jinshu could even prepare herself, the familiar electric scooter came into view and quickly stopped in front of her.
"Good afternoon, Teacher Xia." Song Yunshen Shen greeted her with a normal smile and handed her the helmet.
Xia Jinshu tried hard to keep her face straight and not think about the diary entry Song Yunshen wrote last night, but the more she tried, the clearer the contents of that diary became in her mind.
So much so that when she was putting on her helmet, she couldn't help but steal a glance at Song Yunshen's pants, her eyes subconsciously outlining the shape there, before she recoiled as if she'd been electrocuted, closing her eyes and not daring to look again.
Song Yunshen appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was pounding. Thinking of the Future Diary he had read last night, he couldn't help but steal a few glances at the pair of long, snow-white legs under Xia Jinshu's pleated skirt when she looked down. The thought of his future self being able to hold those legs and ride freely around the house made Song Yunshen feel a surge of excitement that was hard to suppress.
This Future Diary is really dangerous!
Originally, due to his limited experience, he couldn't imagine much even if he fantasized. But with real text content providing him with material, he now finds various images constantly flashing through his mind whenever he sees Xia Jinshu.
Bathroom... sofa... desk... oh my god! I can't stand it!
It's all Mama Xia's fault! If you're going to write a diary, at least write it properly!
Who writes this kind of content in their diary?
Mama Xia, who wrote the Future Diary, is already an adult. Now that she has caused this high school student to become like this, shouldn't she take responsibility?
Xia Jinshu had already put on her helmet and had no idea what Song Yunshen was thinking. She silently straddled the back of Song Yunshen's electric scooter and gently hugged his waist.
Sitting in front, Song Yunshen breath, seriously considering whether he should buy pants a size larger. Then, he sighed helplessly, twisted the handlebars, and sped towards the market, hoping to use the oncoming wind to calm himself down.