Xiu Gou's Taming Record

The door was opened.

Qin Ya stood behind the door, wearing pajamas and with her hair disheveled.

He looked listless and listless.

She didn't look at Yu Heng; her eyes were fixed on the floor.

Yu Heng went inside and closed the door behind him.

The room was small, and the blankets on the bed were all crumpled up.

He sat down in the chair in front of the desk and glanced at Qin Ya: "What are you standing there for? Come here."

Qin Ya slowly walked to the bedside, about two meters away from him.

"Why aren't you eating?" Yu Heng asked, looking at her.

Qin Ya replied indifferently, "I'm not hungry."

"Then why didn't you broadcast it?" Yu Heng asked again.

"I don't want to." Qin Ya replied in the same tone.

Yu Heng looked at her; the little girl's lips were pursed tightly, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

"Is the same reason as yesterday?" Yu Heng asked, looking at her.

"Yes," Qin Ya looked up at him, "I just don't want to broadcast it anymore."

"Fine, if that's how you say it, then I'm leaving," Yu Heng said, getting up to leave. "I've found someone else for the suit, so you don't need to broadcast anymore."

When Qin Ya realized that he was really going to leave, she panicked.

"Brother!" Qin Ya called out to him, "Don't go!"

Yu Heng stopped in his tracks, a smile playing on his lips; this trick still worked.

He turned back and sat down in the chair again.

"Then tell me," he said seriously, looking at Qin Ya, "why are you throwing a tantrum?"

Qin Ya turned her head away and said vaguely, "I won't say."

"Aren't you going to tell me?" Yu Heng pretended to get up again. "Then I'm leaving?"

"You!" Qin Ya whirled around and glared at him, her eyes even redder. "You're awful! You don't keep your word, you're just as awful as my dad!"

As soon as she finished speaking, tears fell from her eyes.

She bit her lip, tears streaming down her face, and began to sob softly.

Yu Heng watched her cry; her tear-streaked appearance was truly heartbreaking.

He finally sighed helplessly, then reached out and pulled her over, letting her sit sideways on his lap.

"Okay, okay," Yu Heng pulled out a tissue to wipe her face, lowering his voice, "Is it because I promised to take you out but didn't? Or because I haven't been paying much attention to you lately?"

These words struck a chord with Qin Ya. She had only felt wronged before, but now that he had spoken out, she cried even louder.

After crying for a while, she suddenly lowered her head and bit his shoulder.

Yu Heng hissed in pain; it hurt a little. That brat, she really went for it.

But he didn't move, nor did he push her away.

Qin Ya sensed that he wasn't resisting, and the force in her teeth loosened. She broke free from Yu Heng's embrace, turned her back, picked up the tissue Yu Heng had just used from the table, and vigorously wiped her eyes and nose.

"This is my fault, I apologize." Yu Heng looked at her back and said, "I'll definitely take you this weekend."

Qin Ya didn't turn around or say anything.

"However," Yu Heng continued, his tone flat, "why did you say I'm the same as your father? How am I the same as him?"

Qin Ya paused in wiping her face, crumpling the used tissue into a ball and holding it in her hand.

"They all forget their old loves once they find someone new." Her voice was still a little hoarse, but she had stopped crying. "How long has it been since you contacted my mom? How long has it been since you contacted me? You reply to my messages so slowly, sometimes you don't reply at all!"

As she spoke, she turned back, her eyes still red, staring directly at Yu Heng with a questioning look.

"Your mother's side..." Yu Heng paused for a moment, "I've been busy lately."

"Busy?" Qin Ya pouted. "Busy hanging out with those older sisters, huh? Have any new ones come along lately?"

"That's my business." Yu Heng narrowed his eyes. "Whether you broadcast it or not is a separate matter."

"What's going on here!" Qin Ya's voice rose a little. "You weren't like this before! You used to ask me how my live stream was going, watch my screen recordings, and even help create a lively atmosphere during my streams... And now? You don't even go to my live stream anymore."

She became more and more agitated as she spoke, and the tears she had just stopped were about to well up again.

"So," Yu Heng looked at her, "you don't want to broadcast it because you want me to coax you and get your attention back on you?"

Qin Ya realized he had hit the nail on the head, and a hint of panic flashed across her face.

But she quickly forced herself to raise her chin and said, "So what if I did! You didn't keep your promise to me, that's wrong!"

Yu Heng looked at her; this girl was now relentlessly pursuing her point.

"Okay, I admit I was wrong, but you could have just told me. It was wrong of you to throw a tantrum and want to stop the broadcast." Yu Heng first softened his stance, then began to justify himself.

Qin Ya pursed her lips: "If I didn't say the show was canceled, would you have been willing to coax me?"

Yu Heng chuckled upon hearing this: "Silly girl, if I didn't care about you, I wouldn't broadcast it if you didn't want to. I'd just find someone else to broadcast it. Why would I bother to coax you?"

"Hmm..." Qin Ya was silent for a few seconds, then her voice became softer: "I thought the live stream was more important than me."

"Of course, the live stream isn't as important as you," Yu Heng said firmly. "We've known each other for so long, even if you stop broadcasting, I'm still your brother."

Qin Ya looked up at him: "Really? Then can I not broadcast it?"

"No," Yu Heng shook his head, "You need to have something to do, otherwise you'll just stay in your room playing on your phone all day?"

Qin Ya pouted: "Okay, then I'll broadcast it."

"Don't throw tantrums like that again," Yu Heng said sternly. "You can talk to me directly if you have something to say."

"I understand." After a while, she asked softly, "Then... are you going to punish me? Like you punished Sister A-Ling..."

Upon hearing this, Yu Heng narrowed his eyes and looked at her.

Is this little girl... testing me?

He was torn between his inner thoughts and his own. After a moment of silence, he looked into Qin Ya's expectant eyes and suddenly his mind cleared.

"Go," Yu Heng said calmly, "bring that plastic ruler from your desk."

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"Go wash your face," Yu Heng said, "and then go out and get something to eat. Don't let your mom worry about you in the future."

Qin Ya said "Oh," took two steps towards the door, then turned back to look at him: "Then this weekend..."

"I'll take you to the arcade this weekend," Yu Heng said. "I mean it."

Qin Ya smiled and went out the door.

Yu Heng stood in the room for a while before coming out. Qin Lu was peeking out from the master bedroom, her eyes asking questions.

"It's alright," Yu Heng said. "I'll take her out for a trip this weekend."

Qin Lu breathed a sigh of relief, walked over and hugged his arm: "Thank you... I really can't do anything with her."

"If she gets upset again, tell her to come to me directly," Yu Heng said. "Don't spoil her."

Qin Lu hummed in agreement and leaned on his shoulder: "Stay tonight...?"

Yu Heng glanced at the person in his arms, his eyes filled with tender affection, almost overflowing with tears.

"Okay, I'm not leaving tonight."