I'm busking on the streets with my kid, and my domineering CEO is helping me break into the mus

It rained heavily and was very cold that day.

As soon as Yang Zhiyao got off the stroller, she was soaked by the rain.

"Teacher, my home is very close by, so you don't need to worry!"

After saying that, she got out of the car and ran in the rain.

At that time, she was still tightly clutching the small schoolbag on her chest, because there was a gift she had carefully prepared for her aunt inside.

Yang Zhiyao's clothes were instantly soaked by the rain, and she began to think of a coping strategy.

"Mom said that I should do things myself, so I have to wash the clothes when I get back and not cause trouble for my aunt."

"My aunt has already had a very difficult time..."

In fact, Yang Xue's home is quite a distance from the entrance of the residential area. She just didn't want to trouble her teacher, let alone her aunt.

Just as she was about to return to her residence, Yang Zhiyao noticed a streak of blue light flash by and enter her aunt's window.

She stopped in her tracks instinctively and frowned.

"What is that..."

With a mix of doubt and worry, Yang Zhiyao quickened her pace...

The elevator was too slow, so she simply climbed five floors in one go. After a heavy sigh, Yang Zhiyao gently knocked on the door.

After three knocks, Yang Zhiyao waited for a long time but found no response from inside.

So she knocked three more times, louder, but still no one answered.

"Auntie, are you there?"

Yang Zhiyao panicked and banged on the door, shouting loudly.

But there was no sound from inside the house.

"My aunt should be home at this time, so could she not be home...?"

Yang Zhiyao hurriedly pressed her face close to the security door and listened quietly.

At first, it was relatively quiet inside the door.

But soon, the sound of clay pots clattering and the whooshing of the range hood could be heard from inside.

Yang Zhiyao was so startled that she took two steps back and looked at the dark door.

There's someone suddenly in the house...?

"Is it my aunt...? Or someone else?"

Yang Zhiyao set up a phone number to contact her teacher on her watch, mustered her courage, and stood on tiptoe to ring the doorbell.

After a brief pause, footsteps came from inside the door, and Yang Zhiyao's heart jumped into her throat.

"Who?"

The little girl was stunned by a familiar response, and then exclaimed with delight:

"Auntie is alright!"

Immediately, Yang Zhiyao put on a smile and said:

"Auntie, I'm out of school."

Yang Zhiyao was completely relieved only after the door was opened.

However, when she first saw her aunt, she felt that something was off.

She was different from her usual aunt; she had a somewhat cold demeanor.

"Is it just my imagination? Or...?"

Just as she was wondering what was going on, the woman pulled her into the room and ran to the bathroom to find a towel.

"Why did you run back by yourself? Couldn't you have waited there a little longer for your aunt to come and pick you up?"

"With such heavy rain, what if you catch a cold!"

Upon hearing the woman's words, Yang Zhiyao's heart trembled violently.

"She might not be my aunt..."

"Because my aunt usually doesn't let me in like this."

"He's afraid of upsetting that person, so he's very particular about keeping the room tidy."

Even though she thought that way, Yang Zhiyao felt a warmth in her heart.

She felt cared for and cherished again.

In the following period, Yang Zhiyao and her opponent entered into a battle of wits.

Despite having many doubts in her heart, she dared not ask.

The only way to test the waters was by offering to help with housework, and surprisingly, the other person agreed.

"She's clearly not my aunt, but she is... How strange..."

Yang Zhiyao didn't understand the concept of a time traveler, so she was completely confused.

Qian Lang, who paid no attention to Yang Xue, naturally didn't notice this.

Afterwards, her heart was filled with doubt and fear, and these feelings intensified when Qian Lang returned.

"Next, they're going to abandon me, aren't they..."

Will that 'aunt' agree...? Probably, after all, I'm just a burden...

Yang Zhiyao listened quietly to the sounds outside the door, pursing her lips and silently lowering her head.

She thought she could use this painting to please the two "parents," but tears kept welling up in her eyes.

Thinking back to her deceased mother, her unfamiliar aunt, and the world she had nowhere to go, Yang Zhiyao felt an unprecedented loneliness.

"Mommy, from today onwards, Zhizhi has no family anymore..."

Yang Zhiyao put the painting back in her schoolbag and curled up under the bed.

Tell her to close her eyes, hug herself tightly, and pretend that she is being held by her mother, rocking back and forth.

At this moment, her emotions calmed down considerably, and the corners of her mouth slowly curved upwards.

boom!

The sound of the door slamming shut shattered Yang Zhiyao's dream, and she shuddered in fear.

My heart started racing again...

After a while, the door behind them was slowly pushed open, revealing only a pair of red cotton slippers.

Quiet, utterly quiet...

"She may no longer be my aunt..."

"Will she... throw me away...?"

"Will he still lecture me...?"

Yang Zhiyao's fear overshadowed her sadness.

It seems this "aunt" has fallen out with that man. Will she take her anger out on me?

Yang Zhiyao had absolutely no idea what to expect.

However, a gentle call was heard.

"Zhizhi?...Where did she hide?"

"Playing hide-and-seek with your aunt again...?"

Yang Zhiyao was stunned for a moment, and murmured.

"Strange...why is she so gentle..."

Yang Zhiyao slowly peeked out, trying to figure out how to talk to this "unfamiliar aunt" and try her best to please her.

However...

"Zhizhi, starting tomorrow, this house will no longer belong to us..."

"Zhizhi will no longer be able to eat her favorite snacks, will have her own room, and will have no toys to keep her company. She might not even see her kindergarten friends and teachers anymore..."

"Even so? Is Zhizhi still willing to live with her aunt?"

The woman's reaction surprised Yang Zhiyao.

She didn't blame or despise herself like others did.

Furthermore, she was given the right to choose.

Upon hearing the last sentence, Yang Zhiyao felt as if the warmth that had vanished returned.

Although she was quite different from the aunt she knew, she inexplicably liked her.

"She's my aunt..."

"Or perhaps, she was an angel sent by Mom to change Auntie..."

"No matter who she is, she is my light."

Faced with the invitation from the time traveler Yang Xue, Yang Zhiyao chose to embrace it this time.

Even if it was all fake and full of calculation, Yang Zhiyao accepted it.

Anyway, she had nothing left to lose.

And so, Yang Zhiyao and her "unfamiliar aunt" packed their things and embarked on that arduous yet blissful journey.

In the darkness, a big hand holds a small hand.

This was the first time Yang Zhiyao had experienced such intense emotions from a woman.

She seemed filled with resentment and anger...

Just as Yang Zhiyao was pondering, a bolt of lightning suddenly flashed across the sky, startling her so much that she instinctively stepped back.

Then, the changes around her left her speechless.

Suddenly, the "aunt" fell into a daze, surrounded by the strange blue light that had been seen earlier.

Yang Zhiyao murmured:

"Wow...such a beautiful blue..."

"What beautiful symbols..."