Weird Fantasy Invasion

"The environment here looks pretty good, Xiao Huan."

"Ah, it's public housing after all, the rent isn't expensive, but the application is a bit troublesome."

The so-called public rental housing is actually affordable housing promoted by the Linmen government, with limited living standards and rental levels.

It is managed by the government and requires special conditions to apply for rental.

Yan Huan, an orphan, happened to meet the application requirements.

The environment here is good and the rent is cheap, so Yan Huan’s housing rental pressure is actually relatively small.

Yan Huan’s real financial pressure comes from tuition fees.

I still remember that when Principal Hermes was talking to Ye Lan before, he mentioned that the scholarship of Yuanyue College can only offset two-thirds of the tuition fee at most.

At first glance, it seems a bit unreasonable that Yuanyue Academy, as one of the only two top elite schools in Linmen, cannot even cover the tuition of Yan Huan, the top student council president in the grade.

But in fact, this statement is not accurate.

In fact, the scholarship can cover the full tuition, but the problem is that there are many other expenses besides tuition for studying at Totsuki Academy.

School buses cost money, right? It would cost several thousand per school year.

There are also payment items such as two seasons of customized school uniforms, various supplies fees, and health insurance.

Then there are textbooks, which is an important topic that cannot be ignored.

Linmen’s printed materials are extremely expensive. The math book Yan Huan is using now costs several hundred yuan.

This is just a math course, and there are four other main subjects and occasional elective courses that require buying textbooks.

All added up, it’s so expensive that Yan Huan wants to vomit blood!

These miscellaneous expenses are not covered by scholarships and together account for almost one-third of the total tuition fee, and must be paid in full before the start of the school year.

However, these hard-core figures may be considered a little less afterward.

After all, Yan Huan has now converted to the compassionate Ye Lan religion.

"This is it."

Yan Huan smiled and looked back at Ye Lan behind him, took out the key and opened the door, revealing a 40-square-meter space.

"Auntie, Sister Shiyu, just come in. We don't usually have outsiders coming to our house, so we don't have any slippers or shoe covers prepared."

"Sorry to bother you then~"

"..."

After turning on the light, Yan Huan walked in first.

Ye Lan and Ye Shiyu followed closely behind and walked around the tidy rental house. Miao Jiang also ran out to greet them.

After all, during the previous handicraft class, he asked Ye Shiyu to make a small scarf for it, and the cat food and canned food he bought were still on the shelf, so it was easy to tell that Yan Huan had a cat.

Cute creatures can always easily attract women's attention. After introducing Miaojiang's name, Ye Lan couldn't let it go and held it in her arms and rubbed it for a while.

I originally thought that it looked like a black ball because its hair was more abundant.

As soon as I picked it up, I realized that this black cat was completely solid.

"What a fat cat!"

Ye Lan covered her mouth and sighed.

"Meow?!"

Miaojiang was shocked.

However, a flaw was still revealed!

"What a cute kitten, but Xiao Huan, why is there no litter box at home?"

Ye Lan stroked Miao Jiang and suddenly asked this.

Hearing her mother say this, Ye Shiyu also cast a curious look.

"Ah, this."

Yan Huan glanced at the cute Miao Jiang in Ye Lan's arms, and then explained,

"Miao-chan often goes out to play by himself, and usually takes care of himself outside."

"So that's how it is. Is it still wild? What a cute kitten."

Ye Lan touched Miaojiang's chubby face, then put it down and continued to visit Yan Huan's little house.

However, the house was only 40 square meters in total, and there was nothing special in it. After looking at it for a while, Ye Lan and Ye Shiyu prepared to leave and return to Jinghe District.

"Then Xiao Huan, Auntie and sister will leave today. If you have anything in the future, please feel free to contact Auntie, and come home for dinner often."

At the door, Ye Lan turned around and said goodbye to Yan Huan.

"Sure, Auntie."

Ye Shiyu's expression was calm as always, but her eyes did not miss any corner of the small house where Yan Huan lived.

It was not until she was about to leave that she withdrew her gaze from following him and said goodbye to Yan Huan.

"See you at school next week, Xiao Huan."

"Okay, Sister Shiyu."

I didn’t ask Yan Huan to send me off again since the car was parked downstairs anyway.

After Yan Huan closed the door, Ye Lan and Ye Shiyu walked towards the stairs.

As they walked, Ye Shiyu looked at her mother who was humming a song and seemed to be in a good mood, and suddenly asked,

".Is it really okay, Mom?"

Ye Lan looked back in confusion.

"What doesn't matter?"

"Mom, you obviously want Xiao Huan to come back home, right?"

"Yes, that's true."

"Then, is it really okay to let Xiao Huan stay in the South District?"

Ye Lan was slightly stunned, then smiled and said,

“I do think so, but”

"but?"

Ye Shiyu showed an expression of incomprehension.

"Well, although it may be a little early for you, Shiyu, just think of it as a little life experience that your mother is passing on in advance~"

"."

Ye Lan reached out his hand, touched Ye Shiyu's black hair, and said softly,

“People are the best at treating the people they care about as their own property, and then arbitrarily attaching expectations to them.

“Parents regard their children as their own property, so they expect them to obey them and choose their own life plans.

“Children view their parents as their property, so they expect them to be selfless and always available to help them.

“This is true for lovers, friends, and probably most intimate relationships.

"And when people do this, they often don't realize it themselves, because we all think about things from our own perspective."

Ye Shiyu blinked, and after a moment of silence, she asked,

"Isn't this right?"

Ye Lan shook his head and continued as he walked forward.

“There is nothing wrong with this, on the contrary, it is the right thing to do.

"It is precisely because we have feelings for a specific person that we have expectations and hope that the other person will do something and not let us down."

His steps gradually slowed down, and Ye Lan had already reached the stairs.

She turned around and looked at her daughter who was still standing there.

“But in poetry, you must also realize that the person you place your expectations on belongs to him first, and to you secondarily.

“We have to understand this and respect this so that we don’t hurt each other.

"If you put too much expectation on others and regard them as your own, you will only be disappointed in the end because you don't get the feedback you want."

Ye Shiyu's eyes narrowed slightly, but her lips opened slightly.

“Xiao Huan, he is himself first, and then Yu Lu’s child, the one I hope to confide my feelings to.

"Shiyu, you are the same to me~"

Standing in the shadow, Ye Shiyu looked at her smiling mother in confusion.

Incomprehensible

I totally cannot understand my mother's thoughts.

But at this moment, Ye Shiyu suddenly remembered the confusion she had experienced this week.

Whenever I noticed that other people at school cared about or liked Xiao Huan, I would feel unhappy.

That must be the disappointment that my mother mentioned, right?

Because when you cannot see that the other person belongs only to you and may be possessed by someone else, it goes against your expectations.

But what's wrong with this?

I want everything to be to my liking, to belong to me forever, and never betray me or leave me.

Is there anything wrong with this idea?

As for disappointment, she is not afraid to face it.

Because she has a hypnosis APP.

Thinking of this, Ye Shiyu's stunned expression was shattered by some terrifying existence in her heart, and she became expressionless again.

It was night time, and the wind from the South District crushed the unspeakable complexity.