After entering the book, I no longer want to be a substitute

Yunxiu thought, why didn’t you say it? Why didn’t you ask clearly at that time?

He mistakenly thought that the original owner knew about her parents' affairs and was still with Zhou Xi, so he should have gone up to question her directly. Even if she was a friend he chose at first sight, in that situation, he should have scolded her if not beaten her.

But Shen Que didn't have that. He stubbornly believed that Yun Xiu had no conscience and no sincerity, and regarded her as his future enemy, using all means to treat Meng Yao well...

What kind of solution is this? If you have the guts, just kill Yunxiu, Zhou Xi, and Meng Yao together.

He had obviously been hurt before, but he had to use this method to take revenge on the girl he liked. He would not only be unhappy, but also involve some innocent people.

More than ten years of revenge, all kinds of humiliation and neglect took turns. Even if Yunxiu had betrayed him in the past, the two of them would be even, not to mention that she didn't do that at all.

The hurt was real, and nothing can erase it.

Yunxiu told Xiaoxu that they could just cut off contact from now on. Although she sympathized with his situation, Shen Que had been too ruthless, and there was no turning back between them.

The most important thing is that she will marry Shi Yu. She already has a good home. It is disrespectful to her lover to push for it. She doesn't want Shi Yu to be unhappy because of this.

Xiao Xu had no choice but to leave in frustration.

*

After the movie ended, Yunxiu went to the kitchen to cut some fruit to eat, and then played another foreign family film.

Yun Yuan had just finished her nap and started watching a movie while knitting a scarf for Yun Xiu.

The scarf is white. Yunxiu once said that this color is more suitable for coats of various colors.

She looked sideways for a while and found that Yun Yuan's weaving technique was slightly different from hers, and her speed was faster.

Two minutes later, Yunxiu roughly understood the principle.

She asked Yun Yuan if she had any extra dark wool as she wanted to knit two for Shi Yu, who had probably never worn a scarf knitted by someone in his entire life.

Yun Yuan said yes, put the things down, and went to the bedroom upstairs to get two balls of red wool and a crochet hook.

It seemed like she hadn't knitted this kind of thing for a long time. At the beginning, her hand movements were a little awkward and unnatural.

After getting used to the movements a few times, he was able to catch up with Yun Yuan's speed.

She can pay attention to the development of the plot while ensuring that her hands keep moving.

The mother and daughter were each huddled on one side of the sofa, covered with thick plush blankets, their crocheting needles moving through the yarn at almost the same speed and frequency.

When Mrs. Zhang came back from buying groceries, she saw this scene: the two of them were quietly crocheting scarves, no one said much, and there was a feeling of peace and tranquility.

It was not until later, when it was almost time for dinner, that Yunxiu stopped what he was doing and got up to get some hot water to drink.

The weather is getting colder and it's getting dark faster.

There was snow everywhere outside the house, and everything was white, as if the whole world was decorated with winter snow, plain and silent.

Because Yunxiu had a cold, Yun Yuan didn't allow her to go out and play in the snow today, and told her to have a good rest for the night.

Shi Yu should be back soon. Yun Xiu hoped to get better soon, so he resisted the urge to go out.

After drinking the water, Yunxiu felt his dry throat felt much better. He put down the cup and prepared to go to the kitchen to help.

The doorbell rang, and since she was closest to the door, she naturally ran over to open it.

She recognized who it was when the door was halfway open. She was not prepared and was too surprised. Yunxiu stood there stupidly, staring at Shi Yu's obviously thinner face. Her lips moved and she only uttered the syllable "you".

Why has he become thinner and looks a little haggard?

Outside, the snow was falling heavily and the wind was biting cold. A lot of snowflakes fell on Shi Yu. He was wearing very little, but his face remained calm and composed, as if he could not feel the cold at all.

The sky and the earth were all white. Shi Yu was wearing a black coat with a sharp contrast, like a three-dimensional thin shadow cut out by the cold wind.

The snow fell on his hair, and he looked like he had turned white.

Yunxiu was held in Shi Yu's arms, her face buried deep in the place where she could hear his heartbeat.

She felt that he was so cold, frozen like an ice cube, but her heart was getting warmer and warmer. She did not tremble or retreat at all, she just felt at ease and wanted to be closer to him.

Shi Yu took her into the house and closed the door behind them to block out the cold air outside.

After just a short while of being blown by the wind, her face began to feel hot, exceeding her normal body temperature.

Shi Yu lifted her chin and saw something was wrong at a glance. He knew that she must be sick and was afraid that she would worry and be distracted because she didn't answer the video.

"You are sick, and you dare to hide it from me."

There was less blame in his tone and more heartache and self-blame.

His throat was unusually itchy, and a surge of air rushed from his lungs to his throat. Yunxiu couldn't control his coughing, and he was eager to explain to him that he didn't mean to keep it a secret.

Shi Yu's expression became even uglier, his brows furrowed. He picked her up sideways and walked straight into the living room.

Yun Yuan walked out of the kitchen and was startled to see someone in the room. When she got closer and saw that it was Shi Yu, she immediately understood something. She walked around the sofa to pour hot water, and brought a hair dryer to let him blow dry his hair.

Shi Yu was only concerned about Yunxiu and forgot about etiquette, but it didn't matter. After all, they would be a family in the future, so there was no need to be too polite.

He carefully inquired about the details of Yunxiu's illness. When he heard that Yunxiu refused to take medicine and just slept, the air around him seemed to become much colder.

Yunxiu felt guilty and didn't dare to look at Shiyu's expression. The main reason was that she was born with drug resistance. It didn't make much difference whether she took the medicine or not, and it couldn't relieve the discomfort.

Yun Yuan also clearly felt that Shi Yu was angry. Yun Xiu huddled aside and didn't dare to say a word. She remembered that the food was almost ready, so she asked Shi Yu to blow dry his hair quickly and go eat together.

Yunxiu muttered that he was very hungry, which allowed Shiyu to break the ice and stand up to blow his hair.

Yun Yuan winked at Yun Xiu and asked her to leave the living room and take a walk around the kitchen.

She understood and slipped away quietly.

Shi Yu just glanced at him indifferently, his mind as clear as a mirror. He thought that he had already returned and was caught red-handed by him, yet he still wanted to escape.

Because Shi Yu was not expected to come, the dishes on the table were all Yun Xiu's favorites. Yun Yuan was afraid that he had a poor appetite, so she made a special explanation.

Yunxiu ate some rice and burst out laughing.

Several people looked at her, each with their own doubts.

"Why are you worrying so much? His taste is pretty much the same as mine. Basically, he likes everything I like. I thought you two had already figured it out, but it turns out you didn't."

After Yunxiu finished speaking, he nudged Shiyu with his arm.

This kind of interaction and imitation, coupled with this kind of words and attitude, made Shi Yu feel much better.

"That's right, Xiuxiu is right, she and I like the same type of food."

Yun Yuan and Mrs. Zhang were both stunned, and then said with relief: "That's good, it will be so convenient to cook in the future."