Rebirth: At the beginning, the cool school beauty was caught stealing in the supermarket

Chapter 501 I really didn't mean to

Bai Qingxia nodded in relief, picked up the spatula, and went back to continue stir-frying the vegetables in the pan.

Lu Yuanqiu turned around and saw Ranran standing inside the door, holding onto the door frame, too afraid to come out. He walked over, picked Ranran up, and said softly, "It's snowing, Ranran."

"Snow?" four-year-old Ranran muttered.

Lu Yuanqiu lifted her up and let her sit on his neck. Then, holding her waist, he spun her around a few times in the open space outside. Little Ranran giggled and looked up at the sky. She blinked her eyes, which were covered by a layer of shadows, as if she could feel the cool touch of snowflakes falling on her cheeks.

"Ranran, do you know what snowflakes look like?" Lu Yuanqiu looked up slightly and asked from below.

Ranran gave an irrelevant answer: "Snowflakes... are cold."

Lu Yuanqiu was slightly taken aback, thinking that she probably hadn't seen it before. She was only four years old, so even if she had seen it, she probably wouldn't remember it.

Aunt Zhang returned with the cooked food. She glanced at Lu Yuanqiu and Ranran playing together outside, a warm smile on her face. Then she placed the cooked food on the table and went over to compete with Bai Qingxia to cook.

Bai Qingxia finally gave in to her, so she washed her hands and came to Lu Yuanqiu's side. Seeing that Lu Yuanqiu was turning around quickly, she raised her hands to protect Ranran and said in a sweet voice, "Don't slip."

"Don't worry, it won't happen."

Lu Yuanqiu smoothly circled back to her on the last lap. The two were smiling at each other when Lu Yuanqiu suddenly cried out "Hey—" and leaned forward. Bai Qingxia was startled and opened her eyes wide. She quickly reached out and hugged him, pressing her body against his chest and using herself as a support.

Hearing Lu Yuanqiu's laughter from above her ear, Bai Qingxia realized she had been tricked. She slapped Lu Yuanqiu's chest in displeasure, her raised gaze resembling that of a cat with furrowed brows, both fierce and adorable.

Lu Yuanqiu glanced down at her, then his face contorted in exaggerated pain: "Ah~ it hurts."

……

"Dad, dinner's ready." Bai Qingxia walked into the room and bent down to touch Bai Songzhe's shoulder.

Bai Songzhe sat on the lower bunk, his eyes vacant, as if he had lost one of his three souls.

But he could understand Bai Qingxia's words, and obediently stood up as Bai Qingxia led him outside. The two walked very slowly, and Bai Qingxia kept looking back at her father's every step, just like when she was a child and held her father's hand at this time. Her father was as obedient as before, while she had grown up quietly.

The dining table was set up at the door. Lu Yuanqiu sat on an overturned water bucket, Aunt Zhang sat on a beer crate, and only Bai Qingxia, Bai Songzhe, and Ranran sat on low stools.

Steam rose from the dining table under the eaves, while outside, the snow gradually gathered like goose feathers, falling in a flurry.

"It's so delicious..." Lu Yuanqiu exclaimed dramatically as he picked up some food, praising it enthusiastically. The two women who had helped with the cooking also had satisfied smiles on their faces.

Bai Songzhe's eating movements were somewhat mechanical, but Bai Qingxia seemed to know how to take care of her father during this period. She would occasionally pick up some easy-to-eat dishes for him, and sometimes she would pick up the bowl and feed him by hand. Aunt Zhang ate while looking up and carefully observing, as if she was secretly learning.

Lu Yuanqiu looked at Aunt Zhang, who also looked over, smiled apologetically, and lowered her head to continue eating.

Another lovelorn fool?
Lu Yuanqiu blinked, reached out and picked up some food, putting the roasted duck leg into Ranran's small bowl, giving the other roasted duck leg to Bai Qingxia, and then taking a duck neck to gnaw on himself.

The question is whether Aunt Zhang will be able to let go once Uncle Bai is fully awake, because Lu Yuanqiu feels that Uncle Bai is an extremely pure-hearted person, the kind who only loves one person in his entire life.

But Lu Yuanqiu also felt that Aunt Zhang probably wouldn't be able to express anything. Once Uncle Bai recovered, she would only smile and offer her blessings, then keep her "merit and fame" hidden and take Ranran back to the alley to continue their original ordinary life.

They are not the same kind of people. If Bai Songzhe's life trajectory is like a trigonometric function, then Aunt Zhang is the straight line tangent to it at the bottom.

She lived an ordinary life for over thirty years, but in her thirties, her life intersected with the trajectory of Baek Song-cheol's fate.

Beyond the point where the two lines intersect and are tangent, the straight line can only look up at the upward-sloping curve.

This is an unchanging destiny.

Perhaps there is only one way to change one's destiny.

Lu Yuanqiu turned his head to watch Bai Qingxia carefully feeding her father, a faint smile appearing on his face.

After dinner, Aunt Zhang covered Bai Songzhe's legs with a blanket as he sat outside the door, and gently brushed a few snowflakes that had fallen on Bai Songzhe's hair.

"Mommy, what are my brother and sister doing?" Ranran asked, sitting on a small stool with her hands supporting her chin. She had heard Lu Yuanqiu and Bai Qingxia calling out.

Aunt Zhang turned around and looked over.

The blackened cement in the alley has turned white because of the snow, and every step you take leaves a black footprint.

Lu Yuanqiu grabbed a handful of snow in each hand and chased after Bai Qingxia. He stopped and yelled, "You've become naughty now, haven't you? You dare to stuff snow down my neck?"

When Bai Qingxia saw him speak, she stopped and turned around. She gently swayed her arms at her sides, not daring to look at Lu Yuanqiu, and explained with an unnatural expression, "I didn't..."

She was just picking up a small pinch of snowflakes when she noticed that Lu Yuanqiu was sitting on a stool with his back to her, his neck exposed. As she walked behind Lu Yuanqiu, the pinch of snowflakes in her hand accidentally fell into Lu Yuanqiu's neck.

That's all. Yet Lu Yuanqiu suddenly stood up, wanting to grab two big lumps to take revenge. Lu Yuanqiu is so petty.

"I don't care!" Lu Yuanqiu shouted, twisting the two clumps of snow into a ball with both hands, and continued chasing after them.

Bai Qingxia suddenly screamed and ran away laughing.

Lu Yuanqiu, chasing after him, laughed too: "You're still laughing! You still say you didn't do it on purpose!"

"I really didn't mean it..."

The two chased each other in circles in the open space by the door, laughing loudly. Lu Yuanqiu quickly cornered Bai Qingxia against the wall under the eaves.

"Pull up your collar yourself." He braced himself against the wall with one hand, giving the other a domineering "wall slam," cutting off any escape route.

Bai Qingxia leaned against the wall, pouted, and gave a soft "humph." In the end, she compromised and raised her hands to pull down the collar of her sweater, revealing her fair neck underneath.

Seeing that Lu Yuanqiu's snow block had grown too big, she anxiously raised her thumb and forefinger and gestured in front of Lu Yuanqiu's eyes, as if making a heart shape: "I only made a tiny bit, just this little bit."

"Alright, alright, I'll make a little bit too," Lu Yuanqiu said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)