Reborn as a woman in a superpowered society: My father remarried and gained an older sister.

Dinner was ordered from a fancy restaurant outside and brought into our home.

Although Su Changqin and Gu Yuan both knew how to cook, they were unwilling to let Gu Qing make do with whatever food he was eating, considering his injury.

Regardless of the type of injury, all injuries require nutritional supplementation.

After finishing the meal, Su Changqin said again, "I've already called the school. Qingqing should stay home and rest for the next few days."

"With Qingqing's grades, a little more review won't hurt. Xiyue will bring your school textbooks back tomorrow."

"A-Yuan, ask for leave from the company and stay home with Qingqing during this time."

Seeing that Su Changqin had arranged everything, Gu Qing did not refuse.

The school's curriculum is now mainly focused on review, and Gu Qing's accumulated knowledge is enough for him to face the upcoming college entrance examination with ease.

Later that evening, after Gu Qing drank the medicine that had just been brought back, Su Changqin and Su Xiyue helped him upstairs.

After returning to her bedroom, Gu Qing read some miscellaneous books for a while when she heard a knocking sound on the door.

"Just come in, it's not locked," Gu Qing said.

As expected, it was Su Xiyue who entered.

At this moment, Su Xiyue changed into a white silk nightgown, revealing her two fair legs, and wore black flip-flops.

Su Xiyue rarely had the opportunity to enter Gu Qing's room.

The first time was when I helped Gu Qing tidy up her room.

The second time was when I helped Gu Qing into the bedroom.

However, this is the first time such a formal entry has been made.

Gu Qing's room was exceptionally tidy, without any unnecessary decorations or embellishments.

The bookshelves weren't completely full, but the books that were put in all showed signs of having been read.

Unlike Su Changqin's wall-to-wall bookcase, which, although impressive, consisted of two-thirds of decorative items.

The Tang sword that Su Xiyue remembered so vividly was still on the desk, next to a white business laptop.

The laptop didn't have any port attachments plugged in, so it's probably rarely used.

Su Xiyue knew that Gu Qing preferred reading physical books to playing on his phone and computer.

"Sit wherever you like."

Gu Qing said that he knew Su Xiyue must have something she wanted to say to him.

At this moment, Gu Qing was sitting half-upright on the bed, her long legs and fair feet covered by a light blue air conditioning blanket.

The boy was wearing pajamas that subtly revealed his collarbone, and his long black hair fell naturally. He also wore oval-rimmed glasses, making him look very cute.

Su Xiyue thought for a moment and sat down by Gu Qing's window, so that she and Gu Qing were closer, but she would have to turn to the side to talk.

As soon as she sat down, Su Xiyue noticed that Gu Qing's bed was not as soft as she had imagined.

It seemed to be missing a mattress, making it somewhat firm.

"Gu Qing, I want to know why you're taking all the blame on yourself. It was clearly my fault this afternoon."

Su Xiyue spoke, her tone filled with complex emotions.

She looked directly at Gu Qing, her gaze seemingly trying to penetrate his heart and understand his true thoughts.

After hearing Su Xiyue's question, Gu Qing slowly inserted the bookmark into the book.

After closing the book in his hands, Gu Qing looked at the girl in front of him and softly said:

"For me, right and wrong are not important."

"The important thing is that no one gets hurt as a result."

"—But that would make me feel even more guilty!" Su Xiyue blurted out.

For some reason, when she looked at the boy's handsome face, that always calm and composed face, she could always sense a subtle distance between them.

She could even sense that Gu Qing was always hovering on the edge of this family.

It seemed that if she were not careful, or if there was a strong gust of wind, Gu Qing would be blown far away.

She didn't want to see that scene.

"Gu Qing, you always think of me, just like last time, and just like this time!"

"Whether it's towards Mom, Uncle Gu, or even me, you seem willing to sacrifice yourself unconditionally. You're always giving, I feel..."

Su Xiyue paused for a moment. Her rapid speech and thoughtless words made it difficult for her to express her feelings at that moment in words.

"It feels like you're about to leave at any moment."

After a while, Su Xiyue managed to describe it.

"And you always seem afraid of owing us something."

The girl added.

After listening to Su Xiyue's heartfelt words, Gu Qing's expression remained unchanged.

He simply looked at Su Xiyue quietly for a while, until the girl's emotions had calmed down slightly, before slowly speaking:

"Yes, in a way, Xiyue, you're right."

Gu Qing does not deny that she feels out of place in this world.

Although it wasn't to the point of complete opposition, Gu Qing had her own bottom line when it came to certain principles.

But now is not the time to discuss these profound and macro-level issues.

At this moment, Su Xiyue was actually more concerned about Gu Qing's attitude and thoughts.

"I think I know what you're thinking, Xiyue."

Gu Qing gave Su Xiyue a slight smile at this moment.

It wasn't a fawning smile, but a genuine, heartfelt upturn of the corners of the mouth.

Those arched eyebrows were like the new moon in the night sky tonight, clear and pure.

"But actually, I..."

Gu Qing slightly raised her head, letting her delicate chin float in the air, and then used a slender index finger to support her chin.

After thinking for a moment, Gu Qing resumed looking directly at Su Xiyue and blinked, saying:

"Actually, I feel very happy right now, so happy that it's almost overflowing."

That's why I wanted to share this happiness with you all.

39. A confession is a declaration of victory, not a battle cry.

Su Xiyue might find it hard to understand Gu Qing's words at this moment.

But Gu Qing's words came from the bottom of his heart.

From a middle-aged man burdened by pressure and a dull life, to this young body and an environment with almost no external pressure.

From a quiet, emotionless house for just two people, to a family of four connected by love.

From old age to youth; from illness to health; from stress to ease; from merely suitable to making one's own choices.

Even though there are many things and rules in this world that Gu Qing is not used to.

But Gu Qing was already very content, so she cherished it all the more.

“I’m not just hovering on the fringes of you.”

Gu Qing looked at Su Xiyue, her expression no longer calm. The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, her eyebrows curved into a crescent moon, and her pupils shimmered slightly.

"I cherish you all very much, so I need to be more careful for this hard-won happiness."

"But shouldn't a family be able to do whatever they want?"

Although Gu Qing's face was beaming with a smile, like a delicate flower in full bloom.

But Su Xiyue still couldn't understand Gu Qing, so her voice unconsciously rose a little.

"Such deliberate management, such meticulous maintenance, such excessive caution, is perhaps a bit too much..."

Su Xiyue used the word "also" twice in a row, without finishing her sentence.

But Gu Qing directly said what Su Xiyue hadn't finished saying.

"This is too fake, isn't it?" Gu Qing looked at Su Xiyue, as if he could see right through her.

“Yes…” Su Xiyue nodded with difficulty, her tone no longer high-pitched, but rather low and hoarse.

She thought that these words might be a bit too much and would hurt Gu Qing, which is why she hadn't been able to say them.

But to their surprise, Gu Qing had already grasped the meaning.

Gu Qing's answer was: "No happiness is something that comes naturally."

"Even if there are cracks, they will eventually appear if they are not carefully managed."