After watching his son see Xia Jinshu off, Song Mingyuan glanced at the time, then turned off the TV, returned to the master bedroom, and planned to take a shower, soak his feet, and then go to the study to play some games.
After soaking his feet, he felt a little thirsty, so he came out of the bedroom and went to the living room to get a glass of water.
He had only poured half the water when he heard the door open. The next second, he saw his son walk in with Xia Yunuo.
Song Mingyuan paused in his pouring of water, looking at Xia Yunuo with some surprise, then at his son with a hint of speechlessness, wondering what the kid was up to.
We just saw Xia Jinshu off, why are you bringing her sister here now?
The last one was a private tutor, so what's this one?
You better explain this to me!
Xia Yunuo was also a little confused at this moment, because a few days ago, she had heard from Xia Kening that Uncle Song had been coming home very late recently, and she could not see him when she went to Song Yunshen's house at night.
Therefore, when Xia Yunuo came to Song Yunshen's house earlier, she assumed that she would not see Song Mingyuan.
She never imagined that she would run into Uncle Song the moment she stepped into Song Yunshen's house.
This left her momentarily flustered and even a little guilty, unsure of how to respond. She stammered, finally managing to whisper, " Uncle Song... good evening."
"Hmm, good evening." Song Mingyuan nodded slightly, then glanced at Song Yunshen. "What are you two doing here?" "Studying together, preparing for the entrance exams." Song Yunshen said shamelessly, "I'm good at math, and she's good at English, so we complement each other perfectly."
"Oh." Song Mingyuan nodded, but he didn't believe it in his heart.
Bringing a girl home so late at night, is it just so they can study together?
If he could believe such nonsense, he wouldn't deserve to be a father.
But Song Mingyuan didn't say anything more, and simply walked straight towards the study.
How many days has it been since he returned from the hospital that he hasn't played games?
I finally got to wait for this kid to start school, but he still managed to take up all my evenings.
Song Mingyuan became increasingly speechless as he thought about it, and quickly reserved the study for himself.
Seeing this, Song Yunshen quickly spoke up to stop them, saying, "Dad, what are you doing? We still need to study."
"You have a desk in your room too, so it doesn't matter where you study," Song Mingyuan retorted. "Or are you two actually planning to secretly play on the computer?"
Song Yunshen: "..."
Having already spoken, Song Yunshen couldn't go back on his word. Speechless, he could only watch helplessly as Song Mingyuan walked into the study. Seeing this, Xia Yunuo blinked and whispered, "So what do we do now?"
"It seems like there's nothing else to do." Song Yunshen scratched his head. "We can't just watch a movie in the living room, can we? After all, we told him we were here to study."
"Reviewing is fine too," Xia Yunuo nodded gently. "I brought my textbooks."
"Um... how about we sit here over the coffee table? Or over at the dining table too," Song Yunshen suggested.
"Didn't Uncle say I should study at my desk in your room?" Xia Yunuo blinked, lowered her head, and whispered, "Won't the noise from Uncle playing games in the living room disturb me?"
Song Mingyuan definitely wears headphones when he plays games, but if he gets killed in the game, he might swear or something, and people sitting here at the coffee table will definitely be able to hear it.
Since Xia Yunuo had said so, Song Yunshen stopped worrying about it and led her towards his bedroom.
Anyway, it wasn't the first time Xia Yunuo had come to his bedroom, so he didn't feel embarrassed at all.
But for Xia Yunuo, this was a different kind of experience.
After all, before, she would come to Song Yunshen's room early in the morning to wake him up, and that was only a few times.
But now, it was Song Yunshen who led her into the bedroom, and the feeling was somewhat different.
Watching Song Yunshen open his door, Xia Yunuo felt her heart skip a beat. She followed him in, and then saw Song Yunshen turn around and say, "I'll go get a chair from outside. Please wait a moment."
"Mm." Xia Yunuo nodded gently.
When Song Yunshen went out to get a chair, Xia Yunuo looked around with great curiosity.
Previously, when I came to find Song Yunshen to wake him up in the morning, I hadn't really looked closely at Song Yunshen's bedroom.
Partly because I was a little embarrassed, and partly because the thick curtains were drawn in the morning, making the room quite dark and not very bright.
However, the boys' rooms weren't particularly nice.
Aside from a bed, a table, a chair, and a trash can, the only thing that catches the eye is the entire bookcase against the wall.
The entire bookcase is divided into four sections.
The top row is filled with textbooks and supplementary teaching materials; you can even see elementary school textbooks at a glance.
The next section contains leisure reading materials, including classic works such as " To Live," " The Old Man and the Sea," and "How the Steel Was Tempered," as well as fantasy novels like " The Martial Saint."
Xia Yunuo noticed that the author of " Martial Saint " used the pen name Zhao Ritian, and immediately thought of Song Mingshen's uncle.
After all, she had heard Song Yunshen mention before that Zhao Zeheng was a full-time online novelist, and his work seemed to be quite successful. Looking at the book's pen name and the fact that it was the only complete set of online novels on the entire bookshelf... it was probably Zhao Zeheng's work without a doubt.
Continuing down, there were figurines and ornaments, like Ultraman, Kamen Rider, and all sorts of other things, many of which Xia Yunuo didn't recognize.
Moving to the last column, all that's left are some miscellaneous items.
Xia Yunuo's gaze swept quickly across the table, then she heard Song Yunshen carrying a chair in. Turning her head, she Xia Yunuo him place the chair beside the table, then reached out towards the bookshelf and asked, "Can I look at this?"
Seeing that she was pointing to the first volume of "Martial Saint," Song Yunshen raised an eyebrow and chuckled, saying, "Take it if you want."
"This was written by your uncle, right?" Xia Yunuo took the first volume in her hands, glanced at it briefly, and then asked.
"So smart?" Song Yunshen was somewhat surprised.
"I guessed it." Xia Yunuo smiled, glanced through the book briefly, and then put it back. "Your uncle is amazing; he's even publishing a physical book."
"That's true. This was his first physical book, and he was so happy at the time that he gave me a whole set," Song Yunshen said with a smile. "But he regretted it later."
"Why?" Xia Yunuo asked, puzzled.
"Wasn't my aunt my junior high school homeroom teacher?" Song Yunshen said with a chuckle. "When my junior high school classmates came to visit, I showed off this set of physical books to them, and it turned out that some of them were actually reading my uncle's book."
"When that classmate got home, he talked about it with his parents, and they ended up making a scene at the school, reporting that their homeroom teacher's husband was neglecting his duties and causing their son to become addicted to novels." "As a result, the whole school knew that my uncle was the author of ' The Martial Saint '."
Xia Yunuo blinked, her mouth slightly agape, surprised that such a thing had actually happened. "So what happened in the end?"
"It'll just be left unresolved, what else can we do? My uncle writing novels isn't illegal, the school can't blame him for it," Song Yunshen said, suppressing a laugh.
"That's not necessarily a bad thing, is it?" Xia Yunuo thought for a moment, "Doesn't it also increase our visibility?"
"Generally speaking..." Song Yunshen coughed and explained with a smile, "Online novel authors don't really want the people around them to know that they write novels, especially the specific titles and contents."
"But my uncle is alright; he only writes about fighting and killing, unlike a friend of his who, despite being single, has been writing romance novels for seven or eight years."
"It's awful just thinking about it."
The two were already seated at the desk, and naturally began to chat about the book "The Martial Saint ".
After chatting for about ten minutes, Song Yunshen began to introduce the collection on his bookshelf to Xia Yunuo, mentioning the origins of various figurines and ornaments one by one.
Xia Yunuo didn't know much about these things, but she still listened with great interest, as if she had participated in Song Yunshen's past life experiences just by listening to it once.
It wasn't until Song Yunshen started talking about the game consoles he'd bought, and then pulled out a Sitc, raised an eyebrow, and said, "I'd completely forgotten about this one."
Xia Yunuo leaned over for a look and recognized it as a game console, but she had no idea what brand it was or what games it had. Song Yunshen didn't mind, took the small controller that came with the console and handed one to Xia Yunuo. Then he picked a relatively easy game and started playing with her.
At first, Xia Yunuo was a little unaccustomed to the way the controller was operated, Song Yunshen came over to her side and directly taught her how to operate it.
As Song Yunshen gently guided her, holding her small hand, Xia Yunuo felt her whole body getting hot and weak, almost unable to exert any strength.
All attention was focused on Song Yunshen.
It took Song Yunshen more than 10 minutes to teach her before she could barely get the hang of it.
[ Nuonuo's hands are so soft, and so tiny. I wish I could touch them a little longer.]
Hearing Song Yunshen's thoughts, Xia Yunuo blushed even more, buried her head and focused on playing the game, not daring to look at his face.
The two played until nearly 9 p. m. before Xia Yunuo reluctantly put down the controller, picked up her schoolbag, and said goodbye.
Song Yunshen escorted her downstairs and rode his electric scooter all the way to her apartment building.
Xia Yunuo got off his electric scooter with a mix of joy and reluctance, waved goodbye, and then turned and walked into the apartment building, still savoring the day's experiences.
A new semester, a new deskmate, a new Qidian —everything is both new and wonderful.
However, it would be even better if her sister's tutoring job could end sooner. Xia Yunuo thought to herself as she pressed the elevator button to go upstairs, but the next second, she heard Song Yunshen's thoughts again.
[Let's wait for Nuonuo to come upstairs. We can wait a little longer. It's almost 9 o'clock. Let's go to the rooftop to wait for our senior.]
Xia Yunuo, who was waiting for the elevator in the stairwell, froze and couldn't help but turn her head to look at the entrance of the building.
Song Yunshen Shen was sitting on the electric scooter when he noticed Xia Yunuo's gaze and waved to her with a smile.
Xia Yunuo originally thought that Song Yunshen was not in a hurry to leave after taking her home, because he was waiting for her to enter the elevator before going back.
Unexpectedly, it turned out that he was just waiting for her to go upstairs so he could go to the rooftop to see her sister?!
Xia Yunuo clenched her small fists instantly, took several deep breaths, and her chest rose and fell slightly.
What should I do? I'm so annoyed...
Speaking of Song Yunshen taking me home, was it just a side trip?
Thinking about this made Xia Yunuo even angrier.
But there was nothing she could do. When the elevator arrived on the first floor, she could only angrily walk in.
On her way home, Xia Yunuo went into her bedroom, put her schoolbag on a chair, and realized her sister wasn't home. She immediately ran out of the bedroom and asked Yan Zhenxia, who was typing on a keyboard at the dining table, "Mom, where's my sister?"
"She just went for a walk," Yan Zhenxia said. "Do you need to see her?"
"N-nothing, I was just asking," Xia Yunuo said, then suddenly remembered something and casually added, "Isn't tomorrow the first day of school with exams? I was thinking of buying two new pens."
"Then just tell your sister to buy it for you on her way," Yan Zhenxia said.
"I just messaged her, but she hasn't replied." Xia Yunuo said, then walked towards the door again. "I'll just go buy it myself."
"Be careful tonight," Yan Zhenxia reminded her.
"Okay."
Xia Yunuo hurriedly left her home and arrived at the elevator. She saw an elevator rapidly ascending from the first floor until it stopped at the top floor.
She guessed that this was probably the elevator Song Yunshen had taken, so she immediately pressed the elevator button and quickly took the elevator to the top floor. She peeked out cautiously and looked into the 18th-floor corridor. After confirming that no one was there, she carefully peeked out from inside.
She then went to the stairwell, glanced towards the rooftop, and quietly climbed the steps to the entrance to the rooftop.
The next second, she saw two figures leaning side by side against the railing.
Although Xia Yunuo had already heard Song Yunshen's intentions from his heart, she still felt a slight pang of sadness when she confirmed it with her own eyes. But just then, Song Yunshen was chatting, suddenly turned around and leaned against the railing, startling Xia Yunuo.
She quickly hid behind the door, leaned against the wall, and covered her chest, feeling as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest.
Fortunately, Song Yunshen was unaware of the commotion and was focused on memorizing vocabulary words in line with Xia Jinshu's rhythm.
Xia Yunuo listened quietly to the occasional sounds of people reciting vocabulary from the rooftop, and her initial anxiety and unease gradually subsided.
[It's really just memorizing vocabulary...]
For some reason, Xia Yunuo breathed a sigh of relief, and her mood gradually brightened.
But Song Yunshen, who suddenly heard Xia Yunuo's inner thoughts, was as if he had seen a ghost and was instantly speechless.
"What's wrong?" Xia Jinshu asked, puzzled, when she saw him stop. "Why did you suddenly stop moving?"
"Uh... I'm stuck. Let me think about it some more..." Song Yunshen chuckled dryly, but his eyes swept across the rooftop like a hawk's, finally settling on the entrance to the rooftop, where he stared intently at the extra shadow on the ground.
To the left of the rooftop entrance is a square window, with a wall just wide enough for one person to pass through in the middle.
At this moment, Xia Yunuo was leaning against this wall. Logically speaking, from Song Yunshen and Xia Jinshu's perspective, it would be impossible for them to see her.
But the moonlight shining through the window cast Xia Yunuo's shadow on the ground at the entrance, which was quite noticeable upon closer inspection. Song Yunshen was startled, not expecting Xia Yunuo to have secretly come to the rooftop, leaving him somewhat bewildered.
But before he could even think of how to deal with it, the shadow at the entrance moved and quickly disappeared.
Did they go downstairs?
Song Yunshen fell into deep thought for a moment. After letting out a slight sigh of relief, he began to wonder again why Xia Yunuo had suddenly come to the rooftop.
Could it be that Xia Jinshu gave herself away when she left the house?
It's possible that Xia Yunuo bumped into Xia Jinshu, who was about to leave, when she went upstairs.
Perhaps he became suspicious after seeing Xia Jinshu take the elevator, which didn't go down but instead went up?
Song Yunshen pondered this possibility, but it wasn't appropriate to ask Xia Jinshu directly.
But does that mean Xia Yunuo already knew Xia Jinshu was tutoring him?
I guess Xia Kening told her that.
Thinking of this, Song Yunshen looked at Xia Jinshu with a strange expression, thinking that her two younger sisters already knew about this, but the older sister had been kept in the dark all along, thinking that she had hidden it very well.
It's quite interesting. Song Yunshen wasn't flustered at all, after all, he had just been memorizing vocabulary.
I have a clear conscience, okay?
But Xia Jinshu still sensed something was wrong and asked in confusion, "What are you looking at?"
"I'm looking at the senior student."
"Liar." Xia Jinshu couldn't help but roll her eyes at him. "You clearly weren't looking this way just now."
"I'm just embarrassed to look at them too much, because looking at them too much can affect my efficiency in memorizing vocabulary."
"So you're blaming me for your lapse in concentration earlier?"
"It's good that you know, senior. Anyway, I've already forgiven you."
"Should I thank you?" Xia Jinshu covered her mouth and chuckled.
"You're welcome." Song Yunshen chuckled.
The two started laughing as they chatted.
Fortunately, Xia Yunuo left early, otherwise she would probably be in even more pain now.