Miss Si's feigned innocence went too far, and the aloof Mr. Bo was easily swayed.

Forgetting someone is a painful thing. Ever since she learned that she had an aunt named Si Zhixia, Si Yuan has been unable to sleep soundly.

After several days of preparation, Si Yuan finally lay half-reclined in the treatment room that Jiang Yingxue had specially prepared for her on Friday afternoon.

The treatment room smelled wonderful, a blend of pine and bluebell scents, which Si Yuan really liked.

In a familiar and comfortable environment, patients can relax, which is conducive to better treatment results.

All hypnosis is actually a form of psychological guidance.

Si Yuan looked at the clock in front of her, then slowly closed her eyes. "Miss Si, last time you said you dreamed of your aunt holding you and telling you stories, but you couldn't see her face clearly..."

"Isn't she your mother's younger sister? She must have many similarities to your mother. Think about your mother and see if you can try to recall what she looks like..."

"Does she really like wearing purple clothes? Dresses? Scarves? Earrings? Bracelets?"

"You said her voice was very beautiful in your dream. Does she often sing to you? What kind of songs does she usually sing? Ballads or rock? Mandarin or foreign languages?"

Si Yuan was unaware that because Bo Yusen was paying close attention to her every move, he had already spoken with Jiang Yingxue by the time she approached her.

Si Yuan forgot Si Zhixia, but Bo Yusen remembered her very clearly.

Jiang Yingxue learned about Si Zhixia through Bo Yusen, which enabled her to better guide Si Yuan.

Jiang Yingxue's gentle and pleasant voice faded into the distance. Si Yuan slowly opened her eyes, only to find herself surrounded by a thick fog.

"Ah Yuan, slow down, be careful not to fall..."

She heard the woman's gentle voice, and gradually, the mist dissipated.

"Mother……"

She called out instinctively, but quickly realized that it wasn't her mother.

Although she looks a lot like her mother, her mother always has a serious face and doesn't like to smile.

She had a faint smile on her lips, and when she smiled, she had two dimples on her cheeks, which made her look very pretty.

She was chasing after a little girl in a floral dress. The little girl was about two or three years old, with her hair in a princess style and her short legs stumbling as she chased after a white butterfly.

"Auntie, I want to catch that butterfly and give it to you..."

Little A-Yuan's speech isn't very fluent yet; her voice is soft and sweet, which is quite endearing.

Although she is small, she moves very quickly.

She actually caught the butterfly that was perched on the flower.

She ran happily to Si Zhixia, "Auntie, look how awesome I am..."

Si Zhixia used a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from Xiao Ayuan's forehead.

"Amazing, amazing, A-Yuan is the best! But butterflies are for admiring; if you catch it, it will die very quickly."

"Ah... even if we take good care of it, will it still die?"

"Butterflies love to fly freely. You may think we're raising them, but from their perspective, we're restricting their freedom. Without freedom, butterflies die quickly, and the same goes for people..."

Little A-Yuan didn't understand such profound truths.

But he listened to his aunt and released the butterfly with her.

Watching the butterfly fly into the sky, Si Zhixia patted Xiao Ayuan's head, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

The scene changes.

Xiao A Yuan was punished by Si Qing Wan and made to kneel in the ancestral hall.

Si Zhixia picked up little A Yuan, "Sister, A Yuan is still so small, with such thin arms and legs, how can she endure such punishment?"

Si Qingwan's face was icy. "Ask her what she did at kindergarten first!"

Si Zhixia looked at Xiao Ayuan, whose eyes were red and swollen from crying and whose body was trembling.

Si Zhixia tenderly wiped away Xiao Ayuan's tears. "Ayuan, tell your aunt what happened?"

Little A-Yuan sniffed, "Zhao Zhihua is so annoying. He keeps pulling my hair and tugging at my clothes. I told the teacher, and she said all the other kids are well-behaved, but I'm the only one causing trouble..."

"This afternoon, just as I was about to sit down, Zhao Zhihua suddenly removed my chair, I tripped and fell, and then..."

Little A-Yuan cried pitifully, glancing cautiously at the serious-looking Si Qingwan.

Si Qingwan said sternly, "Speak!"

"I...I beat him up...I punched him so hard his nose bled and his face was swollen...but he hit me too..."

Little A-Yuan pointed to the wound on her forehead, "Look, it's all swollen."

It's not only swollen, but also bruised.

Si Zhixia blew on it tenderly, "Does it hurt terribly?"

"Ugh, it hurts..."

Si Qingwan frowned and looked at Si Zhixia with dissatisfaction. "She did something wrong and disgraced the Si family, yet you still indulge her."

Si Zhixia frowned and looked at Xiao Ayuan. "Ayuan, no matter what, fighting is wrong. If you are bullied in the future, even if the teacher doesn't care, you can tell us, okay?"

Si Zhixia appeared very serious, but she secretly gave Xiao Ayuan a meaningful look. Xiao Ayuan obediently nodded and said, "I understand."

"Then hurry up and apologize to your mother."

Little A-Yuan walked up to Si Qingwan and said, "Mother, I'm sorry, I was wrong. I will never hit anyone again, and I will never let the teacher call my parents again."

Si Zhixia picked up Xiao Ayuan, smiled at Si Qingwan, and said, "Sister, you see that Ayuan knows she was wrong, so let her off the hook."

Si Qingwan could easily see that the two were being hypocritical, but one was her daughter and the other her younger sister, and He Shuqing was there to comfort her with a smile.

Si Qingwan was speechless.

"Ah Yuan's current personality is a result of you spoiling her!"

Si Zhixia and He Shuqing smiled at each other, and Xiao Ayuan smiled along with them when she saw them smile.

Finally, even Si Qingwan couldn't hold back and curled the corners of her lips into a smile.

night.

Little A-Yuan leaned against Si Zhixia's chest, "Auntie, that Zhao Zhihua is so annoying and weak. If he can't beat me, he tells the teacher... That teacher is sexist. She doesn't care when I'm bullied, but when I hit Zhao Zhihua, she makes me call my parents. Humph..."

Si Zhixia affectionately pinched her cheek. "A Yuan, you must remember, it's not wrong to fight back, but you have to use the right method."

"Hmm?" Little A-Yuan looked at Si Zhixia in confusion.

"Zhao Zhihua is a boy, after all. If he really hurt you badly, you wouldn't have only suffered this little injury. To completely subdue someone, fighting is useless; you need to use your brain and methods."

After Si Zhixia's explanation, Xiao Ayuan finally understood.

She went to school to apologize to Zhao Zhihua and they became good friends.

To others, it was Xiao A Yuan who forgave the past; if Zhao Zhihua caused any more trouble, it would be because he was being unreasonable.

Besides, Zhao Zhihua only bullied Xiao Ayuan because she was pretty and he wanted to get her attention.

Xiao A Yuan became his good friend, and from then on, he followed Xiao A Yuan's lead and basically protected her throughout the entire kindergarten.

One summer when Xiao A Yuan was three years old.

Si Zhixia took Xiao Ayuan to a flower shop to buy flowers. While the two were picking out flowers, a handsome man in a suit walked in.

"Zhixia..."

When Si Zhixia heard the man's voice, her body stiffened. The moment she turned her head and saw the man, her expression became very complicated.

"Qing...Qinghe..."

Both of them had emotions in their eyes that Xiao A Yuan couldn't understand, but since then, Xiao A Yuan has seen the handsome uncle more and more often.

The handsome uncle's name is Bo Qinghe. He is a very gentle and considerate man.

He would buy gifts for Xiao Ayuan, and bring her lots of delicious candied hawthorns and snacks.

Little A-Yuan likes him very much.

"Ah Yuan, your aunt and Uncle Qinghe have some business to discuss. Play outside for a while and don't run around, okay?"

"Okay..."

When Auntie and Uncle Qinghe were together, they often said things that Little A-Yuan couldn't understand.

What kind of project is this? What kind of building? Just hearing about it makes me want to fall asleep.

While the two of them were busy, she would squat by the pond and watch the tadpoles inside.

Suddenly, she was pushed from behind and shoved into the pond.

Fortunately, the pond water was not deep, and Xiao Ayuan only got her clothes wet and was not in any serious danger.

"Ha ha……"

"The Si family girl is so annoying, everyone finds it satisfying to beat her up—"

Several children stood on the shore, pointing at Xiao Ayuan and mocking her, throwing branches and weeds at her.

Little A-Yuan was furious. By the time she struggled to climb up, the other children had already run away.

Her clothes were dirty, and she wanted to wash them clean with the water in the pool.

"Did those bastards bully you?"

A pleasant voice suddenly rang out, startling Xiao A-Yuan. She turned around abruptly, her eyes involuntarily brightening.

This older brother is so handsome!

She had never seen anyone as handsome as him in her entire life; he was even more handsome than Uncle Qinghe!

Little A-Yuan shook her head, looking aggrieved. "No... I fell down by accident."

The handsome older brother smiled; he looked even better when he smiled.

"Okay, stop washing. Come on, I'll take you to change your clothes."

Little A-Yuan was captivated by his smile and couldn't help but follow him. Suddenly remembering something, she shook her head and said, "My aunt told me not to run around. I'm going to wait for my aunt here."

The handsome older brother smiled again, "Little girl, you're quite aware of potential dangers. Don't worry, I'm not a bad person."

Little A-Yuan poked her fingers together, "Bad people don't wear the word 'bad' on their faces."

Moreover, her mother had taught her that the more handsome a man is, the more likely he is to deceive people, and that she should be careful.

"Haha... Your aunt's name is Si Zhixia, right?"

Little A-Yuan's eyes widened. "How did you know?"

"The man she was talking to inside was my father."

Little A-Yuan's eyes widened even more. "You're Uncle Qinghe's son?"

"Hmm, what? Doesn't it look like it?"

Si Yuanzai looked at him carefully for a few seconds, then nodded blankly, "Looks like him."

"So...can I come with you to change your clothes now?"

Si Yuan nodded happily, "Okay."

On that day, she finally learned the handsome brother's name.

His name is Bo Yusen.

Mikimori —

She called him Miki-nii-gege (older brother Miki)...

After that, every time Si Zhixia and Bo Qinghe discussed business, Si Zhixia would bring Xiao Ayuan with her.

Little A-Yuan likes to play with Brother San-Mu. Brother San-Mu is very smart and knows many things that Little A-Yuan doesn't.

Compared to those snotty little brats in kindergarten who are always tattling, Miki-nii is practically a god.

Most importantly, Miki-nii was very, very good to her, especially when he held her; his embrace was so warm and comforting...