Qianxun shook her head.
Shang Muxue knocked for a while, but when no one answered, she had no choice but to leave.
After calming down, Qianxun and Shang Jingyang sat on the balcony.
It was now evening, and with the sun setting, the sky grew somewhat dusky.
"Thousand, what happened? Please tell me, donât cry by yourself," Shang Jingyang sat in front of her, comforting her.
"Nothing... I just suddenly feel... Now that mom has Jingxi, and Uncle Shang never really liked me, will they... not want me anymore..." Qianxun looked up, her clear eyes still brimming with tears, looking at him in a pitiful manner.
"Silly girl, what are you thinking? Jingxi is our little brother, and you are our little sister."
"What if..." Qianxun still choked up, her words sticking in her throat, "What if one day, I canât come home anymore, what should I do?"
"How could you not come home? Have you been bullied too much by Little Snow today, and are simply overthinking things? Starting tomorrow when school finishes, donât go anywhere else, wait for me at the school gate. Iâll come to pick you up, okay?"
"Big brother, I donât want you to like me anymore. You should despise me just like Little Snow does, but I donât want you to hate me..." As Qianxun thought about it, she grew more upset, and began to sob.
"Silly girl, what are you talking about?"
Qianxun ran out of his room.
"Hey Thousand--"
That night, Qianxun locked herself in her room, refusing to come out for dinner, and sobs could faintly be heard from her room.
At the dining table, Shang Jingyang angrily slammed his chopsticks, exclaiming, "Little Snow! Arenât you too much? Canât you feel relieved without bullying Qianxun? When has Qianxun ever locked herself in the room and lost her temper like this?"
Shang Muxue was taken aback, "Daddy... I simply didnât let her ride with me in the car. I thought Big brother Wu would come and pick her up... Why is she throwing tantrums and not coming out to eat? Thatâs not my fault..."
"Enough Jingyang! Sit down and eat!"
"Jingyang, eat first. If Thousand doesnât want to eat, let her be. Just let her go hungry," Luo Qing said, lowering her head to continue eating.
...
Later in the night, Luo Qing went to Qianxunâs room to console her.
"Thousand, when you live under someoneâs roof, you must bow your head. Donât fight with Little Snow. Itâs for sure that your father will side with her. Why would you starve yourself like this? Be good, listen to me."
Qianxun peeked her head out from her blanket, speaking with a heavy nasal voice, "Mom, am I not being good enough?"
Luo Qing was taken aback, but nodded her head, "Good, youâre the best, Thousand."
"Iâve never fought with Little Snow over anything, so why does she still despise me so much?"
"Stop crying, be good and eat something. You wonât be going to school tomorrow. I will take you to the amusement park instead, how about that?"
Qianxunâs moist eyes blinked, and a tear dropped. She didnât respond.
...
When leaving in the morning, Shang Jingyang greeted her, telling her to wait for him after school.
Qianxun didnât tell him that she was going to the amusement park today.
The Shang familyâs driver took them to the park. Eleven looked down at her clothes and said, "The amusement park weâre going to is really far today... Iâve never been there before... Mom, wonât my new clothes get dirty?"
Luo Qing laughed, tidying up her daughterâs collar, "Just be careful when you play. If it gets dirty, you can just wash it. Itâs not a big deal."
After several games, Qianxun didnât laugh. Luo Qing asked her, "Donât you like playing? Why donât you look happy?"
"Mom, do you not like me anymore now that I have a younger brother?"
"How could I..." Luo Qing forced a laugh.
"Mom will like my little brother more, right? Because I wasnât nice enough before, right?"