It's hard to quit, but it's the perfect marriage!

Zhuhe also came out of the north-facing secondary bedroom, carrying a heavy box.

It was sealed very tightly, so you couldn't tell what it was.

Upon glancing up and seeing her pale face, he quickly put down his glass and took a bottle of water from the portable refrigerator that Zhou Yinghuai had brought.

He quickly unscrewed it and handed it to her.

"Did you get heatstroke?" While she was drinking water, Zhu He placed the back of his hand on her forehead.

After last night's incident, although the sofa was recovered, Zhu Xi has not yet commented on the matter of a private settlement.

She asked him casually at breakfast, and he gave him a casual answer.

After answering, Zhou Yinghuai had already moved all the things she could smash away.

The two looked at each other, then simultaneously looked at her.

Zhu Xi appeared calm and indifferent, as if it were none of her business.

He took a bite of the fried egg and said, "Brother, the egg is burnt."

Zhou Yinghuai, who was working as a porter, paused, feeling a pang of regret. He should have left her one so she could vent her frustrations instead of doing this.

It gives me the creeps.

Therefore, I never truly felt at ease.

He was pressing his forehead against hers, not noticing anything unusual.

"If you're not feeling well, go lie down and rest." He paused. "If you think the house is messy, you can go to the car."

Zhu Xi shook her head, took a small sip of water to moisten her throat, and said, "Our air conditioner is broken. It just makes a whooshing sound, but there's no airflow."

She deliberately tried to cheer him up, saying, "Brother, why don't you get someone to fix it later?"

Zhuhe looked at her mischievous eyes with affection and said, "Spend less time on TikTok."

Zhou Yinghuai also came out carrying Su Daiqing's suitcase, and with one hand free, gently flicked her head, "You're naughty again!"

Zhu Xi covered her forehead, glared impatiently at Zhou Yinghuai, and continued the teasing remark from Sheng Xiali earlier.

"In the sweltering summer, I was the one who was subjected to unspoken rules."

She was furious, glared at Zhou Yinghuai again, rolled her eyes, and prepared to leave.

"Where to?"

"Where to?"

Two voices rang out at the same time. Zhu He raised an eyebrow, and Zhou Yinghuai had already taken a step to follow.

"Go to the door!" Zhu Xi had already opened the door and stepped one foot out. "Let's go downstairs and buy ice cream!"

Zhou Yinghuai couldn't hide his deep smile. "I'll go with you."

"unnecessary!"

Zhu Xi quickened her pace, "Don't follow me, you're annoying me!"

As she spoke, she rushed out before Zhou Yinghuai reached the door, slammed the door shut, and then left.

As soon as he turned around, he was so frightened that he clutched his chest and took a big step back.

Leaning against the door, still shaken.

Best wishes. Disheveled hair, haggard face, and rapid breathing.

His body was hunched over, his hands supporting his knees, and he was breathing heavily.

After Zhu Xi's heartbeat calmed down a bit, he coldly sized her up.

The white slippers were filthy, and she was clearly wearing pajamas.

"Sister!" Zhu Hao called out to her.

She didn't move.

Wei Jiaqing's disdain is still fresh in my mind.

"sister."

Zhu Hao reached out his hand to her and took a small step forward.

Zhu Xi retreated further, her back pressed tightly against the door panel, with nowhere left to go.

"Sis~"

Zhu Hao burst into tears, her steps halting on the spot. "Sister, are you still angry with me?"

"No." Zhu Xi didn't blame Zhu Hao; she just hadn't figured out how to face her half-sister.

In fact, when she saw Zhu Hao, she also felt a deep sense of helplessness and bewilderment.

Her feelings for this younger sister were very complicated.

Until Zhou Yinghuai opened the door she had been blocking, stretched out his long arm, and pulled the helpless Zhu Xi into his arms.

Zhu Xi turned around and met Zhou Yinghuai's faint smile.

He tightened his grip on her shoulders, and Zhu Xi stopped struggling in his arms.

"Brother-in-law." Zhu Hao's chin trembled slightly, and her lips curled into a wide smile. "You're here too."

Zhou Yinghuai nodded, still thinking about Zhu Xi wanting to eat ice cream, "You go in first, I'll take your sister to buy ice cream."

Zhu Hao still pouted, "Brother-in-law, please take my sister there quickly, I'm not going in."

The movers were slowly going upstairs and slowly going downstairs.

Zhu Xi couldn't bear to see Zhu Hao standing there like that. "My brother is here. Why don't you go in and take a look?"

After saying that, Zhou Yinghuai helped her downstairs.

The old-fashioned building is dilapidated in every way.

Light streamed in through the window, making the dust particles in the air stand out brightly.

Zhou Yinghuai: "Is it a blessing for the living?"

He took her hand, his fingers spreading and closing, enveloping Zhu Xi's soft skin. "She must have run away."

Zhu Xi was led by him, and after struggling twice without breaking free, she simply let him go.

He suffered a loss in terms of his hands, but gained a lot in terms of words. "Mr. Zhou, you are a really nice person. You draw maps to guide the blind, record audio for the deaf to listen to, and help the mute practice their spoken language."

She gave a dismissive smile. "Thank you so much!"

She's not blind.

Zhu Hao ran over in her pajamas; even if she were blind, she could tell she had snuck out.

The two went downstairs.

Zhou Yinghuai led her under the sycamore tree.

The dappled shadows of the trees swayed gently in the breeze.

"When I was Zhu Hao's age, I never had a brother-in-law." She sneered, looking up at the dense foliage, then down at the potholes in the ground.

"Back then, Zhu Hao was still a porcelain doll enveloped in the love of her father and mother."

Zhou Yinghuai looked around, pulled the person closer to his arms, and imagined Zhu Xi walking through this place during his student days.

"Sister Xi, you're a porcelain doll too!"

Zhu Xi shook his wrist, shattering his illusions.

"Hey, Zhou Yinghuai."

"Um."

He glanced at her sideways.

She raised an eyebrow and stepped on a red pebble.

"The porcelain doll could kick it there!" The hand holding the scalpel pointed to a complete circular shadow five meters away.

Zhu Xi was very confident, with her eyebrows, clear eyes, and chin held high.

She doesn't tolerate being questioned; "Do you believe me or not?"

Zhou Yinghuai nodded earnestly, "I believe you!"

"Sister Xi, I believe you!"

Zhou Yinghuai genuinely believed it, inexplicably so.

He looked at 27-year-old Zhu Xi, gave her a light kick, and the red stone drew a perfect line in the air, landing steadily in the spot she designated.

That perfect one, like Zhu Xi returning to her 18-year-old self.

What Zhu Xi wanted, Zhu Xi got.

And so, a domineering scene unfolded.

On the low bed at the entrance of the convenience store, her long legs were stretched out straight.

Red bean ice cream in my left hand, strawberry popsicle in my right.

The ice cream is smooth, sweet, and has a strong red bean flavor.

The strawberry popsicles are refreshing and invigorating, spreading throughout the body.

Zhou Yinghuai, standing next to him, was holding a box of lime-flavored ice cream in his palm.

Zhu Xi can eat whatever she wants, enjoying herself immensely.

Zhou Yinghuai's irrepressible tenderness was etched in his deep eyes, and that was just right.

She was happy, and he was even happier.

Time is long.

Since the 18-year-old "porcelain doll" is unavailable, more affection will be given to the 27-year-old Zhu Xi.

Give her more freedom and more security.

Zhu Xi is like a resilient gentian, enduring much suffering but refusing to yield to fate.

She can be aloof and stubborn, but she can also be passionate and radiant.

Zhou Yinghuai thought that he definitely couldn't hold her back.

Let her wield the scalpel, let her become the hospital director as soon as possible, and let her realize her dream.

Zhou Yinghuai felt content; it was his blessing to have such a vibrant summer.

He moved the ice cream in his palm closer to her, "Have a bite of this."

Zhu Xi glanced at him, letting the sweet strawberry popsicle melt completely in her mouth.

Zhou Yinghuai scooped out a spoonful and felt it was a bit too little.

She dug out an even bigger, fuller, rounder piece. "Sister Xi, could you do me a favor?"

Zhu Xi comfortably half-closed her eyes, cuddling like a cat, "I'm giving you face."

She leaned closer, almost touching him, and asked, "Then tell me, is Qinhuaiyuan fun?"