Restricted fantasy invasion

Chapter 274 271. Xiao Shiyu Looking for Her Mother
Friday, Totsuki Academy, noon, sunny.

In the commercial street, Yan Huan bit a croissant, but her eyes were fixed on her mobile phone. Her eyes shook from time to time, as if flashing with thousands of thoughts.

"All the homework has been done, and everyone has started to divide up the work for the cultural festival at the Student Union, and the paperwork has been submitted to the Student Affairs Office."

He put down his phone and sorted out the completed and unfinished things one by one.

After things at school were almost done, he closed all his emails and opened the memo.

After deleting the notes of "Spencer and Mr. Miyake meeting" and "paying public grain to Anle" that were completed yesterday,
He hesitated for a few seconds and added a new memo.

"Bo Yi, High Table Dinner"

Although he just wanted to spy on Sakura Palace to get more information yesterday at noon, he also inadvertently had some contact with Bai Yi.

She seemed to be very interested in the high table dinner, and Yan Huan remembered this.

But the problem is, there is only one dance at the High Table Dinner, which means that you can only choose one person of the opposite sex to dance with.

For Yan Huan, it would be better not to jump, at least it would be safer.

Let’s think about it later and decide what to do if Bai Yi invites me.
Then
Yan Huan's eyes slowly returned to today's memo.

On it, the reminder of "Ye Shiyu, Jinxiu Production, Fifth Floor of the Club Teaching Building, Sewing Club" was already turning red at 12:30, reminding Yan Huan to hurry up.

"Really, I can't rest at all."

Seeing this, Yan Huan sighed, stuffed the unfinished croissant into his mouth in a few bites, drank the coffee next to it, and stood up and walked towards the club teaching building.

"Squeak. Chirp."

The birds on the branches were jumping back and forth in the shadows between the trees. Yan Huan also met Mao Liyangcai who was also rushing over downstairs of the community teaching building.
"President Yan, you are here!"

"What a coincidence. Did you come here from the cafeteria?"

"Uh-huh!"

Yan Huan waited for her to come over full of energy, and then walked with her into the club teaching building.

"Senior Ye seems to have been waiting for us in the classroom. I don't know if she has been waiting for long."

"Did she tell you?"

"Yeah, I found out when we were having dinner just now. I didn't want her to wait for a long time, so I just took a few bites and came over."

Maori Haruna touched the back of her head sheepishly and said so.

But upon hearing this, Yan Huan raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked,
"Has Sister Shiyu been chatting with you all this time?"

"Ok!"

When this was mentioned, Maori Haruna's eyes lit up.

She touched her chest and said to Yan Huan as if her guess had been confirmed.

"People like Senior Ye, who are cold on the outside but warm on the inside, will really be very enthusiastic once they are online!
"Ah, think about it carefully, she looks aloof on weekdays, but could it be that she is pretending to be so because she has social phobia or something and is always feeling distressed?

"So, besides President Yan, I am one of the few close friends of Senior Ye!"

Maori Haruna held her cheeks and spoke with such gratitude that Yan Huan's mouth stiffened slightly.

This child is completely immersed in her own world, so it is better not to disturb her.

but
As she said, Yan Huan was indeed a little surprised, so she asked again,
"So what do you and Sister Shiyu usually talk about, sewing?"

"Ah, that. I'm not good at this. I can't talk to Senior Ye about this. Let's talk about the topic."

Maori Haruna touched her hair a little embarrassedly and said to Yan Huan,
"It's quite embarrassing to say this, but basically I was the one telling Senior Ye about my troubles at home, and Senior Ye was always comforting me and teaching me.
"Maybe it's because Senior Sister Ye and I have similar family backgrounds, so we have a lot to talk about."

Family?
In other words, there is a high probability that she, like Ye Shiyu, comes from a single-parent family and was raised by her mother?
"But I always feel that what Senior Sister Ye said is a bit... strange sometimes."

"strangeness?"

Yan Huan glanced at the profile of the naive girl beside him, and saw that she was holding her mobile phone and repeating what Ye Shiyu had said to her before.

After hearing the whole thing, Yan Huan showed an expression of "not surprised at all".

This is what Ye Shiyu would say.

"Then what do you think?"

"I don't know either. Maybe Senior Sister Ye is right, but I always feel like something is weird. Anyway, I'm still very troubled now."

Hearing this, Yan Huan raised his eyebrows without any surprise.

At this moment, they had just arrived at the door of the sewing club and the topic was about to be forced to be interrupted.

But before raising his hand to open the door, Yan Huan paused for a moment and said to Maori Haruna,
“It may be difficult to find the right answer, but it shouldn’t be difficult to know what the wrong answer is. You can do it.”

"Hey?"

Maori Haruna was slightly stunned, and then she stood still looking at Yan Huan.

But at the moment, Yan Huan didn't say anything else, just turned his head and looked towards the door.

Even though he knew that it was most likely Ye Shiyu, he still gently reached out and knocked on the door, saying hello.
"excuse me."

After opening the door, the sewing club's fairly spacious activity room appeared in front of Yan Huan.

The open window in the classroom faced the door, allowing the bright sunlight outside to illuminate the unlit room.

In that quiet room, a tall girl with long black hair stood in front of a piece of silk with her back to Yan Huan, also bare.

The faint light illuminated her inky hair, and when Yan Huan pushed open the door, her bare hands, which were stroking the silk, paused slightly.

Immediately, she turned her head.

When her cold, silent face looked at the young man at the door, her expression was like the first snowfall, revealing a very faint, yet very beautiful smile.
"Xiao Huan."

"Whoo~"

At this moment, the breeze from the open window blew up the gauze curtain, carrying a faint fragrance from her body and her words towards Yan Huan.

Only at this moment did Yan Huan feel that Ye Shiyu was indeed quite pretty.
If she wasn't so scary, she wouldn't be scary.

Thinking of these words that would make her head pointy, Yan Huan also put on a mask of expression management and revealed a beautiful smile.

"poetry"

However, before he could open his mouth, an equally excited little head popped out from beside him.
"Senior Ye, here I come!"

The extremely romantic atmosphere between the two was instantly broken, and the expectant smile on Ye Shiyu's face froze slightly.

Then, the smile faded a little bit, and she gradually returned to her cold and gloomy face.

"Ah."

She nodded and responded.

Yan Huan laughed dumbly, but pretended not to see it and walked in, rolled up his sleeves, walked to Ye Shiyu's side and said,
"Then let's officially get started and see what we can do to help Sister Shiyu. It's best not to cause trouble for Sister Shiyu."

Feeling his burning body temperature approaching her, Ye Shiyu's eyes moved slightly, and she opened her mouth, struggling to think of words of comfort.
"How could that be? Rather, I'm glad you can help me."

After saying this, she seemed to feel that these words were somewhat profound, which made her feel embarrassed.

But again.
Looking forward to seeing Xiao Huan’s reaction when hearing these words.

So she pursed her lips and chose to look up in front of her, wanting to gauge Yan Huan's expression.

However, what caught my eye was the very touching Maori Haruna with her eyes shining with stars.

"Woo! I will definitely do my best, Senior Ye!"

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Ye Shiyu almost couldn't catch her breath.

But she glanced at Yan Huan who had stood opposite her at some point, and she took a deep breath and adjusted her expression.

Xiao Huan hopes to have a good relationship with her
Still, don't let Xiao Huan down again.
Thinking of this, she raised the corners of her stiff mouth with difficulty and said,

"Okay, let's get started."

In fact, Yan Huan did this on purpose.

As mentioned before, the key to dealing with Ye Shiyu is to pull her.

Don't get her too excited all at once, or she'll hypnotize you with excitement.
You can't let her mood drop to the bottom all of a sudden, otherwise she will hypnotize you in anger.
The new century rules are weird.

So that's how it is, pulling up and down.

Just when her emotions were about to take off with Yan Huan's contact, Maori Haruna was pulled out to cool her down.

Just when she was about to lose control because of the chattering and clumsy Maori Haruna, Yan Huan suddenly said "Hey" and lifted her mood.

Therefore, during this short period of time, the changes in Ye Shiyu's facial expressions were truly amazing.
It was to the point that Yan Huan wanted to record it with his cell phone.

"There are actually many styles of brocade embroidery. This time I plan to do the double-sided embroidery of Suzhou embroidery, which is the most basic needlework, called rolling needle."

"Well, Sister Shiyu, can you show me how to do it?"

"Yeah," this is indeed beneficial.

At this moment, Yan Huan couldn't help but glance at Ye Shiyu who was speaking softly beside him.

But she was just leaning calmly beside him, her black eyes focused on the needle on the embroidery, her fingers deftly moving back and forth between the needle and thread, leaving glowing lines on the satin.

This was the first time Yan Huan saw Ye Shiyu embroidering.

Although I had heard before that she was very capable in all aspects, there was still a difference between hearing and seeing with my own eyes.

At this moment, she was sitting quietly on the stool, with her eyes lowered slightly, and the long black hair at her temples swayed as she moved the silver needles.

With the slight shake, her ear was revealed and could no longer be hidden.

"Like this, embroider one stitch forward first, then tie the small needle back to the back."

Yan Huan subconsciously looked at the small ear with plump earlobes, and watched the black hair caressing her earlobe, making a slight sound.
Will you feel anything when a girl's long hair touches your ears?
Yan Huan suddenly thought of these useless things.

"Then.Then"

As she watched, Yan Huan suddenly felt that her fair earlobes began to turn pink like peach blossoms.

Even the bland and emotionless teaching words slowed down and became intermittent at this moment.

Seeing this, Yan Huan subconsciously glanced at Ye Shiyu's profile.

But she pursed her lips, and a faint blush appeared on her fair cheeks.

Although her eyes were still lowered, looking at the cloth below, her eyelashes were trembling sensitively.

Obviously, she noticed Yan Huan staring at her earlobe out of the corner of her eye.

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Seeing this, Yan Huan felt a little embarrassed.

He quickly turned around and pretended nothing had happened and returned to "Ye Shiyu's Suzhou Embroidery Classroom".

But when he took a closer look, he discovered that Ye Shiyu's needlework had perfectly embroidered the outline of a petal.

"very beautiful"

Looking at her extremely skillful skills, Yan Huan couldn't help but admire her.

"!!"

But when Ye Shiyu heard this, her shoulders trembled slightly.

Her hand holding the needle softened slightly, and then she blinked, gently stretched out her left hand, and touched her ears and side face as if to touch her black hair.
She thought Yan Huan was complimenting her appearance.

So, although her facial expression was still calm, her flustered body language still revealed how she felt at the moment.

But after touching it, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up a little.
Seems very happy.

"."

Having been with Ye Shiyu for a long time, Yan Huan was very sensitive to her every reaction, even if it was just a slight smile.

So at this moment, he realized belatedly that Ye Shiyu had misunderstood.

I took my words of praise for her needlework as a compliment to her.

This feels a bit like touching a tiger's butt.
It’s better not to explain it.

Thinking of this, Yan Huan turned around and smiled, then changed the subject very abruptly.
"Mori-san, how about you take over and learn? I'm going to go get some water."

"Ah, okay, President Yan!"

On the other side, Maori Haruna received the signal, and immediately ran over and sat next to Ye Shiyu.

Yan Huan smiled, glanced at Ye Shiyu, stood up, and hurried to find some water to relieve his dry mouth.

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Fortunately, after Yan Huan's desensitization training, Ye Shiyu no longer gets upset when Maori Haruna interrupts her.

Maybe it was also due to the fact that she and Mori Haruna had a very pleasant conversation?

Just at this moment, Ye Shiyu glanced at her while teaching and asked,
"How's things going between you and your mother?"

"Hey?"

Hearing this, Maori Haruna pursed her lips and said with a forced smile,

"How should I put it? I'm still a little troubled recently."

".What are the details?"

Seeing her sadness, Ye Shiyu didn't know how to comfort her. She could only ponder for a second, then gently reached out and supported her hand that was moving the needle to save her some effort.

"Well, to be specific, I always feel that after my mother started dating, she came home much later. I always feel a little lonely when I am alone at home.
"And even the messages she sent me on Plane became less frequent. It felt like my mother's focus had shifted away from me."

As Ye Shiyu listened, although she didn't know how to comfort her, she suddenly remembered that her mother had been very busy with work recently.

I also come home very late every day and have no time to pay attention to myself.

That day, she even took a taxi back from the airport.
"."

Maori Haruna raised the needle shyly, took a deep breath, and said awkwardly,

"But I think it's my problem. I'm already this old, but I still think about these things. I always feel like a mama's boy or something."

As she spoke, she looked at Ye Shiyu beside her with envy, expecting,
"If I could be as calm and mature as Senior Ye, maybe I wouldn't be so troubled. In the future, I will continue to learn from Senior Ye!"

"."

Facing her question, Ye Shiyu blinked and nodded.

"Um"

That night, at Ye’s house in Jinghe District, half past eleven.

"Well, you can leave that matter to Xiao Wang. Make sure it is completed before next Friday."

"Click."

The door of Ye's house opened, revealing Ye Lanlai, who was wearing a white women's suit and holding a small leather bag.

Because she was still holding the bag in her right hand, she could only tilt her head and clamp the phone on her shoulder so that she could lift her legs and take off her high heels.

"Okay, I understand. Give me some materials tomorrow and I'll take a look at them before handing them over to China."

After doing all this, she walked into the living room and hung up the phone.

"Miss, are you back?"

Aunt Chen came out from the lighted kitchen and greeted Ye Lan.

Ye Lan nodded, looked at the quiet upstairs, and asked in a low voice,

"Shiyu fell asleep?"

"Yeah, it's been silent for a long time."

"Okay, Aunt Chen, you should go to bed early. I'll also go to bed quickly because I have to get up early to go to the company tomorrow morning."

"Hey, good."

After responding like this, Ye Lan smiled and went upstairs with her purse and cell phone.

On the third floor, when she passed by the tightly closed door of Ye Shiyu's room, she looked at her for several times before she averted her gaze and walked towards her bedroom.

There was no light in the bedroom, so she threw her purse onto the bed first, then turned around and turned on the light.

However, as soon as she turned on the light, Ye Shiyu, who was standing in the dark in her pajamas and holding a pillow, suddenly appeared in front of her.
"Ouch you"

This frightened Ye Lan so much that she covered her chest and took a few steps back before she realized that the person standing in front of her was her daughter.

She took a few breaths and stared blankly at Ye Shiyu, who was looking at her with an expressionless face and slightly tilted head.

"Shiyu, you scared me to death."

"Sorry, Mom"

"Why are you running into my room so late?"

Hearing this, Ye Shiyu pursed her lips, seeming a little embarrassed.

After a long silence, she raised the pillow in her hand, tilted her head slightly, but still said expressionlessly,

"I want to sleep with my mom tonight"

"Hey?"

Ye Lan blinked and looked at the tall girl in front of him who was much taller than him. He opened his mouth slightly for a moment and didn't say anything for a long time.

(End of this chapter)