His hand fell from above. Ye Ziyu stood up and said, "Go back and wash up quickly."
Her feelings were her own. Xingxing turned his head and left with a very indifferent attitude.
Ye Ziyu watched his small figure, unable to help but murmur, "Why is he suddenly so cold?"
"Perhaps he saw me." Di Mingjue stepped forward, put his arm around Ye Ziyu's neck, and said.
Thinking carefully, it seemed to be the case.
After Di Mingjue appeared, Xingxing seemed to have changed into a different person, immediately distancing himself from her, not even having basic normal communication.
Ye Ziyu turned and stared at Di Mingjue, "Did you scold him?"
"Framed!" Di Mingjue raised both hands, "I'm with you every day, how could I have a chance to upset him?"
He had said more to the servants at the Ye family than he had to Xingxing.
"You should talk to him actively next time," Ye Ziyu instructed. "He's young, adopted into the Ye family from a young age, and his psychology is more fragile than Xiaoran and the others. He needs love and care even more."
Especially when she saw the heavy rain outside today, and everyone else was resting, he was still standing in the rain practicing martial arts.
She didn't know why he could persevere, but what others saw was only heartache. At less than ten years old, why did he have to train so hard to protect himself?
Di Mingjue looked at Ye Ziyu's worried expression, hugged her waist, and coaxed her, "Alright, don't think about unhappy things. I'll do whatever you say. Tomorrow, we'll take him and Qianqian to the amusement park."
"What day is tomorrow?"
"Saturday."
Ye Ziyu thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
The room.
Xingxing held the wet blanket in his hands, brought it to his nose, and sniffed.
He had practiced martial arts in the rain before, and no one had ever cared about him. Every time he finished practicing, he would come back wet to wash and rest.
He placed the blanket on the bathroom counter and used a hairdryer to dry it. He didn't care about being wet himself; drying the blanket was his top priority.
An hour later, he contentedly looked at the dried blanket.
"Achoo!" Xingxing sneezed. He folded the blanket into a small square and placed it beside the pillow. After tidying everything up, he took clean and fresh clothes and returned to the bathroom.
The next morning.
The usually quiet Ye Residence was filled with noise. Ye Ziyu looked at the chattering children in front of Di Mingjue.
"Mingjue, where is Xingxing?" Ye Ziyu asked.
The children immediately quieted down and looked at Ye Ziyu with surprise.
"Mommy, is Xingxing coming with us?" Xiaoran asked.
He remembered Xingxing's cold gaze last night, and goosebumps immediately broke out on his back.
Ye Ziyu looked at Di Mingjue and said, "Go up and check."
"Okay, you take the children to the car first," Di Mingjue said.
Ye Ziyu carried the food prepared in advance, and the children helped carry some. The group came out of the living room.
Arriving on the second floor, Di Mingjue stopped in front of Xingxing's room and knocked on the door, "Xingxing, are you up?"
There was no response from inside.
Di Mingjue, hearing the sounds from the hallway, turned to look at a servant who was walking over, "Have you seen Xingxing?"
The servant shook his head, "Young Master Xingxing hasn't come down, he's not up yet."
"Okay, I know," Di Mingjue said, and continued to knock on the door.
His voice was louder than before, but there was still no response from inside.
Ye Ziyu waited outside the door for a long time. Seeing that they were still not coming down, Ye Ziyu returned to the living room and called up to the second floor, "Are you ready?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Di Mingjue came down from the second floor.
"Where is Xingxing?" Ye Ziyu asked.
"I knocked, but there was no response," Di Mingjue said.
No one?
Had he gone out?
But he had come down very early in the morning, and she hadn't seen Xingxing.
Worried about the children in the car, Ye Ziyu said to Di Mingjue, "You go look after Qianqian and the others, I'll go up and check."