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The next morning, Shen Mo and Li Yitong stood in front of the Tian family's house again.

This time, the door was opened quickly.

The old man who opened the door had dark circles under his eyes, clearly indicating that he hadn't slept well last night, but his expression was much calmer than yesterday, even carrying a sense of relief as if he had made up his mind.

Tian's mother stood behind him, her face showing gentle support.

"Mr. Shen, Ms. Li, please come in."

The father stepped aside to let the two into the house.

In the living room, Tian Xiwei sat upright, her hands nervously placed on her knees, her eyes filled with a mixture of anticipation and unease.

After everyone took their seats, a brief silence ensued. Then, the father cleared his throat and looked at his daughter with an unprecedented solemnity.

"Weiwei, Mom and Dad talked for a long time last night."

Tian Xiwei's heart jumped into her throat.

"Your mother and I have seen your determination. It's good that you can think of efforts and backup plans."

He paused, then turned his gaze to Shen Mo and Li Yitong, his tone sincere and firm.

"Mr. Shen, Ms. Li, we have decided after discussion."

"We agree to let Weiwei go to the capital with you to participate in the training program you mentioned."

"Really? Dad! Mom! Thank you! Thank you both!"

Tian Xiwei jumped up from the sofa instantly, her eyes reddening immediately. She rushed over and hugged her parents tightly, her voice choked with sobs.

Father Tian patted his daughter on the back, and in his eyes as he looked at Shen Mo and Li Yitong, he carried a father's deepest entrustment.

"We entrust our child to you. Please take good care of her."

"Be strict when necessary, and take extra care when it's time to be tender."

Shen Mo stood up, his expression solemn, and nodded slightly to Tian's parents.

"Uncle and Aunt, please rest assured. I will do my best to raise her well and protect her."

Li Yitong also stood up, walked to Tian Xiwei's side, gently put her arm around her shoulder, and smiled gently but firmly at Tian's parents.

"Uncle and Aunt, we will treat Xiaotian'er like our own little sister."

Tian Xiwei stands between her parents and Shen Mo and Li Yitong, facing the support and abandonment of her blood relatives on one side, and the guidance and promises for her future path on the other.

She knew that a new chapter in her life had officially begun.

Next, we will sign a preliminary letter of intent and discuss the specific itinerary and subsequent student registration procedures, among other trivial but necessary matters.

The air was no longer filled with doubt and tension, but with a hopeful, busy, and grounded atmosphere.

With all the necessary matters preliminarily agreed upon and the documents signed, the tense atmosphere in the living room finally eased completely.

Tian Xi suppressed her excitement, snuggled up to her parents, tugged at her mother's clothes with her little hand, and looked at her father with pleading eyes, her voice filled with tentative hesitation.

"Dad, Mom, um, I... I'd like to go to Beijing for a few more days. I'll come back with Yue-jie in a few days, okay?"

After she finished speaking, she nervously pursed her lips, afraid of hearing a rejection.

Before Tian's parents could speak, Li Yitong smiled gently.

She stepped forward, gently touched Tian Xiwei's hair, and then turned her gaze to Tian's parents, speaking with sincerity and tenderness.

"Uncle and Aunt, if you're comfortable with this, please let Xiaotian stay with me for the next few days."

"I heard her say that her cousin has to work during the day and probably doesn't have much time to spend with her."

"I happen to be quite free at work right now, so I'll take her sightseeing in Beijing to help her get familiar with the city and avoid her feeling bored. What do you guys think?"

Upon hearing this, Mother Tian immediately showed an apologetic expression and quickly waved her hand.

"We can't accept this, Miss Li! We can't let you go to so much trouble taking care of this child; it's too much trouble for you!"

Father Tian nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, this is too much of a bother."

"No trouble at all, not at all!"

Li Yitong smiled, her eyes crinkling, and her tone light and cheerful.

"I get along well with Xiaotian, and I'm very happy to be with her. I'm like taking care of a little sister."

As she spoke, she affectionately put her arm around Tian Xiwei's shoulder.

Tian Xiwei, who was being hugged by Li Yitong, nodded vigorously, pecking at Li Yitong's arm like a chick pecking at rice, her voice full of joy.

"Okay! Okay! Daddy, Mommy, let Tongtong take care of me! I love Tongtong the most! I promise I'll be good and won't run around!"

Looking at their daughter's strikingly bright eyes, and then at Li Yitong's sincere and gentle smile, Mr. and Mrs. Tian exchanged a glance.

Father Tian sighed softly, a sigh filled with relief and a touch of helpless indulgence. He looked at Li Yitong, his tone full of gratitude.

"Then, thank you so much, Miss Li. Please take good care of this child."

"Uncle and Auntie, you're too kind. Just call me Yitong."

Li Yitong said with a smile, then looked down and winked at Tian Xi in her arms.

"Then it's settled, Xiao Tian, ​​you'll be under my care for the next few days!"

"Yay! Thank you, Tongtong! Thank you, Dad! Thank you, Mom!"

Tian Xi let out a soft cheer, hugged Li Yitong tightly, and was so happy she almost jumped for joy.

A radiant smile bloomed on her little face, as if she could already see the fun-filled days to come in the capital.

Looking at their daughter's carefree smile, the last bit of reluctance and worry in the hearts of Tian's parents was gradually replaced by this pure joy.

They knew that entrusting their daughter to these two young men might really be the right decision.

The flight to the capital flew smoothly above the clouds, with an endless sea of ​​clouds and a clear blue sky visible through the window.

The cabin lights were dimmed to create a relaxing atmosphere.

The scene at the three-seater by the window was quiet and cozy.

Tian Xiwei sat in the middle, her small body serving as a bridge connecting the two people on either side.

After a day of emotional ups and downs and running around, fatigue gradually crept in.

Li Yitong had her eyes closed, her long, curled eyelashes casting soft shadows under her eyelids, as if she had already fallen asleep.

Her head was tilted slightly, resting gently on Tian Xiwei's somewhat thin shoulder, her breathing steady and long.

Tian Xiwei, who was being relied upon, also couldn't resist the drowsiness.

Her little head first nodded unconsciously, and then seemed to have found a more secure support.

She slowly tilted to the other side, eventually resting her head gently on Shen Mo's strong and powerful shoulder.

As if finding the safest harbor, she fell into a deep sleep, a faint smile still lingering on her lips.

Shen Mo was looking at the magazine in the back pocket of the seat in front of him when he felt the sudden increase in weight on his shoulder, and he paused slightly in his reading.

He turned his head and looked down at the unguarded sleeping face resting on his shoulder. The girl's soft hair brushed against his neck, bringing a slightly itchy sensation.

His gaze became extremely complex in that instant, containing a subtle gentleness as well as a profound depth brought about by the surging memories of his past life.

He didn't move, and even subconsciously softened his breathing a little. He simply closed the magazine in his hand and put it back in its place.

Then, he adjusted his posture to provide more comfortable and stable support for his shoulders.

His gaze swept over Tian Xiwei, who was sleeping soundly in the middle, and then fell on Li Yitong, who was also sleeping peacefully with her eyes closed, leaning on Tian Xiwei's shoulder on the other side.

Two women, both of great significance to him, were nestled beside him in a strange and fragile balance, drifting off to sleep.

The scene carried an unreal warmth, yet it also felt like a heavy burden weighing on his heart.