I was approached by a cat-eared girl.

Every day, I just go to school, do homework, then go to school, do homework, and then do homework again.

"Okay, I'll buy you some textbooks. From now on, don't spend all day playing on your phone at home. You need to read more books and study more. You must at least complete nine years of compulsory education and not become a fish that slips through the net of quality education."

Chen Shuo felt that this was actually a good idea; if people don't read books, they're worse off than pigs.

Read more books and study more. Buy her all the natural science books you can, and let her read them.

At least this will broaden her horizons and strengthen her thinking. Then, by helping her more in daily life, she can gradually develop a complete and correct set of values.

In this way, she gained the ability to distinguish right from wrong, to know what kind of values ​​are distorted, to know what is wrong, and not to be misled by certain things on the Internet.

To be a Bai Xiaoqi with impeccable values, the ability to distinguish right from wrong, and who won't be easily swayed by others.

Will I need to go to school in the future?

"That's right, read more books so that you can broaden your horizons. Books are the ladder of human progress."

As Chen Shuo spoke, he turned and looked around, finding the direction of the bus stop. He then took her small hand and slowly walked over, continuing:

"I'm sorry, I have absolutely no experience in how to educate people. This is all I can do. I know that studying is very tedious, but I hope you can calm down and study."

I hope you can become excellent, not just a little cat who stays at home all day doing laundry, cooking, and playing on her phone. I want a Bai Xiaoqi who strives to learn, broaden her horizons, and become a better person.

"I will." Bai Xiaoqi nodded seriously.

"I believe you will."

Seeing her serious and earnest expression, Chen Shuo couldn't help but smile and then asked, "Do you remember when we first met?"

The scene from more than four months ago seemed to inexplicably reappear in his mind: the cat-like girl in tattered, dirty clothes standing outside the door, her face full of anger and grievance, yet her eyes were very stubborn.

"Just met? The night I asked for the title?"

"No, I don't remember that. I was referring to when you came to my door demanding justice."

Just then, the bus pulled into the station and slowly came to a stop. Chen Shuo helped her board, paid the fare, and then pulled her to sit down in the corner of the last row before continuing:

"You were wearing tattered, dirty clothes, and your face was all filthy. I thought you were a beggar."

"No, I'm here to seek justice from you."

"That's what you say, but actually you just want to freeload off my place and find somewhere to stay."

"How did you know?!" Bai Xiaoqi was shocked. This person actually knew her original purpose.

"I was just guessing. I remember you only stayed for a few days before you felt that this wasn't right. You felt that being paid to stay for free hurt your self-esteem, so you wanted to leave. If I hadn't stopped you, you'd probably be rummaging through trash cans in some corner right now."

"Didn't I not leave?"

Bai Xiaoqi felt a little ashamed and a little scared. If he hadn't stopped her, she would have definitely left back then, and things wouldn't be like this now.

"You actually did the right thing. That's your strength, and it's also something you don't want to do to yourself. So I had you do some housework to make you feel at ease, but slowly, um..."

At this point, Chen Shuo paused, looked at her, and asked, "Have you noticed that you've changed?"

"What have I become?"

"You've become decadent. You'll never mention self-reliance or the trivial matter of taking it for granted again. You've started to lie down and become a useless cat."

"..."

Bai Xiaoqi kept her head down, unsure how to respond. After a long pause, she whispered, "You've helped me so much, and I can't possibly repay you. But I want things to continue like this, so I can only try not to think about these things."

"This could be due to dependency."

Chen Shuo squeezed her warm, soft hand and explained, "You came from the mountains and spent every day with me. I helped you a lot, and you felt at ease. Gradually, you let down your guard and became dependent on me."

When this dependence becomes a habit, you want to continue relying on it, so you instinctively try not to think about things that make you want to leave.

"It seems so." Bai Xiaoqi nodded gently, then added after thinking for a moment, "I also want to rely on you forever now."

"I also think that both dependence and being depended on are wonderful things."

Chen Shuo sighed softly, recalling a very arrogant outlaw who once said that the greatest poverty in the world is not being poorly clothed or hungry, but being unwanted.

"And what if you like it?"

"Of course, liking it is one of them."

Chen Shuo slipped his fingers between hers, interlocked them, and then tightened his grip before continuing, "And it's even better than dependence."

"Yes, I like you."

"What a coincidence, me too."

Chapter 59

In winter, the days are long and the nights are short. When I got home, it was only a little past seven o'clock, but night had already completely fallen.

Bai Xiaoqi took off her thick down jacket, ran to the bathroom to change into her pajamas, went into the bedroom, and unplugged the charging hand warmer.

The two of them went out and wandered around all day without unplugging the charger, leaving it charging for the entire day.

"Aren't you afraid of bursting that thing? Next time, remember to pull it out when it's full, don't push it in so hard."

"Ok, I know."

Bai Xiaoqi agreed, hugged her hand warmer, and snuggled into bed. She pulled out her phone from under her pillow, intending to play with it, but then remembered what had happened that day and asked, "Can I watch some videos now?"

"I'm not saying you can't watch videos, I just don't want you to see bad things."

The internet is a double-edged sword; it can help you quickly learn knowledge, but it can also lead you astray. You need to learn to distinguish right from wrong, which is one of the reasons I'm having you study. Also, mobile phones are very addictive, so you also need to learn self-discipline. For example, I'm a very self-disciplined person.

Chen Shuo, trying to flatter himself, sat down at the computer and continued while turning it on: "I could have easily taken a day off, but I didn't. I decided to write another chapter. That's self-discipline, you know?"

"Ah."

Bai Xiaoqi nodded as if she understood, muttering to herself, "I went out with you all day today. I should have had a day off, but I'm very self-disciplined and decided to watch some videos for a while."

"That's right, you're a very self-disciplined person too."

Chen Shuo laughed, not correcting her for getting the priorities mixed up. He turned his head to start typing, then remembered something and said, "After I get my royalties in a while, I'll buy you a computer. You can watch videos on the computer and also watch movies."

Movies in theaters are really hard to describe. If you want to see a good movie, you mainly have to rely on luck and the showtime. It would be better to get her a membership so she can stay home and watch movies on her computer every day. She could probably watch all the good movies she's accumulated over the years in several years.

Of course, if you come across a good movie, it's still worth going to the cinema to see it.

.......

The living room was pitch black, and the bedroom wasn't much better. The only light came from the computer screen. It would be better to turn off the lights when typing at night for a better atmosphere.

The light from the computer screen shone on Chen Shuo's face, making it appear deathly pale and inexplicably eerie.

Bai Xiaoqi on the bed is the same. Don't laugh at me, big brother. The brightness of her phone screen is not as good as that of her computer.

With each flick of the fingertips, lines of text appeared on the screen, clearly written smoothly.

People who have never been in a relationship are often the ones who can write about the feeling of a beautiful romance.

This was what Chen Shuo used to think, but now he's going to cross that out. Bullshit, where does experience come from without practical experience? You can't write anything worthwhile.

Only someone who has been in love can write about the feeling of a beautiful romance.

Of course, this is not accurate either.

Because some people's love lives are not beautiful.

Unfortunately, Chen Shuo's love life did not belong to this category; his love life was very beautiful.

Back when he was single, he relied entirely on his imagination and would always rack his brains trying to figure out the plot. Now, he just needs to adapt his daily routine and write it in. He has even evolved from a two-hour writer to a three-hour writer.

Readers thoroughly enjoyed the romantic moments and praised the author's improved writing skills, saying that the writing was now incredibly realistic.

No one is talking about the character's personality being ruined anymore; everyone has accepted the female lead's new character setting.

To put it bluntly, readers don't care if the character's persona is broken; they only care if the persona is likable and believable.

This one is clearly very stable now, since there's a template, and you just have to follow it.

Various romantic scenes appeared on the screen through text. When the female lead sat on the male lead's leg, Chen Shuo was stunned. What does it feel like to be sat on?

I've never tried it myself.

Just as he was about to casually add a couple of lines of inner monologue as he usually did, skipping this part without leaving a trace, he thought of something and couldn't help but look at Bai Xiaoqi on the bed.

Why skip it?

It's not like I don't have a girlfriend.

"Ahem..." Chen Shuo coughed lightly, and seeing her look up, he asked, "Can you do me a favor?"

"What kind of help?"

"Come here, you come over first," Chen Shuo beckoned.

"Oh..."

Bai Xiaoqi put her phone aside, threw off the covers, got out of bed, put on her little cotton slippers, and walked over with a hand warmer in her arms. She asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

“You see, when I wrote about this ‘leg-sitting kill,’ I didn’t know how to write it because I had never experienced it.”

Chen Shuo pointed at the screen and explained a few words, then looked at her and said, "So I was thinking of asking you for a favor, um... you understand?"

Bai Xiaoqi stared at the screen for a while, then looked at him, and finally shook her head, "But I can't write either."

"I don't want you to write it for me, I want to ask you to help me experience what it feels like to be killed by having my legs sat on."

What is "sitting on legs kill"?

"As the name suggests, it means you sit on my lap, this is called the 'Leg-Sitting Kill'."

As he spoke, Chen Shuo slid back a little in his computer chair.

Upon hearing this, Bai Xiaoqi hesitated for a few seconds, looked at his thighs, and asked, "Won't you get tired if I sit on your lap?"

"I'm not tired. What we're doing is called dedicating ourselves to literature, which is very noble."

Why don't you say I'm light?

Bai Xiaoqi muttered under her breath, a little dissatisfied, before sitting down on Chen Shuo's lap. She adjusted her posture a few times, finding the most comfortable spot, and finally rested her head against his chest, nestling her whole body in his arms. Only then did she ask, "Like this?"

“That’s right.” Chen Shuo nodded with a serious expression, as if he were truly dedicating himself to literature.

Her small body was light and weightless, warm and soft. I could rest my chin on her head with just a slight tilt of my head, and smell her fragrance. My heartstrings were unconsciously plucked, and I felt a great sense of accomplishment, the kind of feeling where my possessiveness was satisfied.

It seemed that by having her sit on his lap like that, with her soft, fragrant little body nestled in his arms, he was asserting his ownership of her.