Chapter 110 – Hey Friend, Have You Heard of ‘Siscon’? (10)
He had never heard his own voice in such a tone before.
As he was in a daze, Yan Luo’s eyes lit up, then she pushed open the door and quickly came to his side.
With a big smile on her face, she said, “Daddy said Elder Brother might not be able to sleep, so Luoluo came to tell you a story!”
—Are you surprised? Is it unexpected?
Lu Buchi : …
Those childish fairy tales?
Even though he thought he could endure anything, but for this bedtime story ritual…
His lips moved slightly, wanting to say something, but looking at that joyful little face and those bright eyes, the words of refusal hovered on his lips for a while, and in the end, he swallowed them.
The little girl had already pulled him towards the bed, turning around to fetch a small stool.
It was a familiar scene, a familiar feeling.
Lu Buchi sighed deeply, looking at the stool brought by the little girl, pondering how to find an excuse to get rid of this small stool from his room later.
Then he watched as the little girl sat on the stool for a while, blinked her eyes, and decisively abandoned the stool, sitting on his bed.
Lu Buchi : …
*Ahem…* Clearing her throat again, Yan Luo found the fairy tale that she hadn’t finished reading at noon and began to read it earnestly.
At the same time, she didn’t forget to pull the blanket on the bed to cover Lu Buchi.
The childish voice carried a strange charm, and the noise in Lu Buchi’s ears disappeared. Lu Buchi pursed his lips slightly, slowly closing his eyes, feeling a sense of drowsiness.
Until the small voice abruptly stopped, Lu Buchi woke up abruptly, opening his eyes.
The little girl beside him had fallen asleep again, leaning against his pillow, her body curled slightly.
Once again, telling a story had put herself to sleep.
Lu Buchi found it somewhat amusing and exasperating.
He sat up slightly, then stiffened, looking towards the door.
He saw Yan Qi standing at the door. He didn’t know how long Yan Qi had been there, listening.
Yan Qi smiled faintly when he saw Lu Buchi looking over, then walked to the bedside, reaching out to pick up the already asleep little girl.
“She heard you couldn’t sleep well, so she insisted on coming to tell you a story to help you sleep.” Yan Qi’s voice was very soft, very gentle.
Lu Buchi still stiffened slightly, his eyes flashing with some unknown light, watching Yan Qi carry Yan Luo out.
In the following days, Lu Buchi’s life was unusually calm, although he still faced many difficulties at school.
After all, with great power comes great scrutiny. Despite outwardly proclaiming his mental potential as A-level, being adopted by Yan Qi and forcibly placed into the class still faced a lot of resistance.
Power evokes envy, power evokes jealousy.
That little girl, on the other hand, came to him more often, though she couldn’t meet him at noon, she always ran into his room at night to read him fairy tales.
Then after reading herself to sleep, Yan Qi would carry her back to her room.
From the initial stiffness and discomfort to now, Lu Buchi had become somewhat numb.
“Elder Brother, Elder Brother! Come on, quickly!”
The tender little hand tugged at his clothes, pulling him towards the bed.
Faced with her bright, sparkling eyes and cheerful voice, Lu Buchi sighed deeply in his heart, closed the curtains tightly, shut out the endless night, and followed her footsteps.