The person on the bed suddenly sat up straight in a swift motion.
"That Shen Wan considered his grandson a jinx, and actually punished him to kneel for two hours, even when the thunderstorm hit, he didn't spare him. Eight-year-old Shen Chen had to kneel for two hours, which left him with cold and headaches as lingering health issues."
"Liu Qingxi knew about it later and seized upon this situation to find a thousand-year-old Fire Ganoderma for him. His closed-off heart began to show a crack."
Scenes from the novel.
Just today, the book mentioned about Shen Chen getting a high fever and spending the Dragon Boat Festival alone in that shabby courtyard. The author wrote how pitiful the child appeared at that time.
(Author's note: It's needed for the plot.)
Putting on clothes, taking an umbrella, and packing some clean garments, after a thorough rummage, a small figure blew out the candle in the room, grabbed an exquisite wooden lantern, and quietly opened the door to head out.
Relying on the path Ah Tao had taken her on, she proceeded towards the southwest.
Torrential rain pattered on the ground, wind swayed the branches, a large number of leaves fell, and the compound was enveloped in darkness.
It was now equivalent to eight or nine o'clock in the 21st century, everyone had retired, hoping the foolish kid would also rest instead of kneeling there.
She wandered further off track, feeling safe in her own manor during the day, but now in this dark night, Ye Zhi let her imagination run wild as she feared ghosts the most.
Finally, when she was frightened to tears, she found that courtyard, and gingerly crossed the threshold to see a white figure kneeling in the yard.
The heavy rain hit the boy, battering his frail body, yet his back still remained utterly straight.
"Are you an idiot? Why are you still kneeling here? You won't even move when it's raining."
A hand grabbed his collar, dragging him up to move him into his darkened courtyard. As long as they could shelter from the rain, it was alright.
Ye Zhi felt heartache for him, and was a bit frustrated at how someone could be so dumb.
It wasn't until she dragged the Little Traitor into the house and kindled a candle with fire that she realized what she had just done.
The person across from her also showed bewilderment; being dazed as he knelt, suddenly a fairy-like being came to his rescue, bringing him into the room, so he dumbly cooperated.
Turns out it was Ye Zhi who had been tormenting him all along.
The two little figures faced each other silently.
For her own sake and for her family's sake, she took the initiative to break the impasse, pretending to ask carelessly: "Are you an idiot?"
"Otherwise why would you be kneeling in the yard under the rain?"
Shen Chen: "..."
Uh, a bit awkward! She'd rather not break the silence...
Looking at his soaked clothes and hair, she felt annoyed: "You should change your clothes, they're all wet. And dry your hair too."
This time, the person opposite lowered his head, remaining silent.
What does this mean? Is the little boss so difficult to deal with now? Isn't he just an eight-year-old brat, does he really think she wouldn't dare to have him dealt with?
Of course that's just a thought, she was afraid of killing.
"Why aren't you saying anything, your clothes are so wet, you'll catch a cold and have to take medicine, which is very bitter."
She deliberately softened her voice, gently threatening him to make him understand the severity of the situation.
Shen Chen looked up at her, his eyes full of wariness as if saying: What are you up to now?
Well, alright, she did often bully him before...
Ye Zhi turned to the wall and squatted down facing away from him: "You change your clothes first and we'll have a proper talk. I came to make peace with you, don't worry, I won't peek at you changing clothes."
The person behind her finally made a move, running in small steps to the inner room, rustling, and after a while, coming out with changed clothes.
Uh, could it be he was afraid she'd peek? That's why he ignored her earlier?
He was wearing a plain white sleeping robe, visibly yellowed, probably worn for two or three years, and appeared a bit short.