The hibiscus flowers are blooming beautifully. In the garden, a little girl wears a red dress with a white jacket, her long black and smooth hair tied into a princess style. She has a small crown pinned to her hair and her baby-fat hasn’t fully disappeared, making her face look a bit chubby. Her large, round dark apricot eyes sparkle like stars in the sky.
Her voice is crisp and lodious, as delightful as a golden oriole.
ng Yanzhi gazes at her without blinking, thinking how her eyes are just like Tang Yue’s, and her features seem to combine all the best aspects of Tang Yue and ng Siyu, making him want to look at her a little longer.
"Who are you? Why are you at my grandparents’ house?"
"Why have I never seen you before?"
Curious, Chenchen looks at ng Yanzhi. She’s grown up seeing many handso and beautiful people, whether her own parents, her two uncles, Aunt Qin, or Aunt Qing—they’re all handso and pretty. From a young age, Chenchen has liked beautiful things. ng Yanzhi before her seems different, yet he looks good.
Chenchen particularly likes looking at his eyes. When he focuses on her, he resembles her uncles.
"My na is ng Yanzhi." ng Yanzhi steps forward and squats in front of Chenchen, sparing her from having to strain her neck to look up at him.
Who is ng Yanzhi?
A relative?
Chenchen tilts her head, pondering.
eting the little girl’s puzzled gaze, ng Yanzhi smiles gently and explains, "You should call Uncle. Your father and I..."
ng Yanzhi pauses and adds, "are brothers."
"Why have I never seen you before?" Chenchen blinks, questioning, as if assessing the truth of his words.
"Because..." ng Yanzhi lowers his eyes and then looks up at her, saying, "Because I’ve been away for a long ti, only recently returned, so you haven’t seen ."
"Oh, hello, Uncle ng." Chenchen greets obediently.
ng Yanzhi asks, "Can you tell your na?"
Even though he already knows her na from the information, he still wants to ask her personally.
"My nickna is Chenchen, and my full na is ng Shuqing, ’Shu’ for cloudy or clear skies, and ’Qing’ for sunny weather." Chenchen introduces herself earnestly, her smile making her eyes bend in a particularly charming way.
"ng Shuqing." ng Yanzhi repeats the na softly, praising, "That sounds lovely."
"I think it’s nice too."
Chenchen beams with a sweet smile, her expression clear and innocent.
"By the way, this is for you." ng Yanzhi takes out a gift he had prepared from his pocket and hands it over, saying, "This is a Peace Pendant; wearing it offers safety, wishing you a safe and happy childhood."
Tied to a red string, the Peace Pendant is entirely translucent and smooth, captivating just by its appearance.
Chenchen loves beautiful things. Seeing the lovely Peace Pendant, she is tempted, but she firmly shakes her head saying, "Uncle, my dad and mom said I shouldn’t accept gifts from others lightly."
Though she likes this Peace Pendant, if she wants it, she can ask her parents to buy it, and her uncles have given many Peace Pendants as well, though the one they gave was green, different from this white one.
"But I’m not ’others,’ I’m your uncle, your real uncle. This gift is a eting present," ng Yanzhi clarifies. Seeing Chenchen’s liking, he is also delighted, having chosen this Peace Pendant after much deliberation.
ng Yanzhi looks at Chenchen, with a supposedly hurt expression if she were to refuse, saying, "Chenchen, it’s my first ti eting you, isn’t it nice to accept this eting gift? Just like receiving gifts from your uncles, or do you not want to be your uncle?"
"Or does Chenchen think Uncle’s gift isn’t pretty enough?" ng Yanzhi takes a step back, knowing Chenchen is smarter than average kids, yet still a child, especially since she likes this Peace Pendant.
"Uncle’s gift is good looking." She shakes her head, her gaze landing on the Peace Pendant in ng Yanzhi’s hand. She wonders if uncles and him are the sa, then maybe she can accept this gift?
"Chenchen, since you like it, shall I put it on you?" ng Yanzhi looks expectantly at Chenchen, saying, "It’s Uncle’s first gift to you, you won’t refuse, right?"
Thinking it over, Chenchen takes the Peace Pendant happily, saying, "Then thank you, Uncle."
ng Yanzhi watches the Peace Pendant land in her hand, his gaze tender. He’s unsure why he felt urged at first sight to buy it and gift it to the little girl.
"Chenchen."
When ng Siyu and Tang Yue arrive, ng Yanzhi is putting the Peace Pendant on Chenchen. It hangs just right on her, perfectly suited and charming, especially fitting for Chenchen, neither too large nor cumberso, growing up with it still equally attractive.
"Daddy."
Upon hearing her dad’s voice, Chenchen imdiately spreads her arms, rushing to ng Siyu, her joyous manner contrasting with her earlier guarded approach to ng Yanzhi, which fills ng Yanzhi with a tinge of envy.
"Daddy, Uncle gave this. Does it look good?" Chenchen, cuddled in ng Siyu’s arms, starts to gleefully show off the newly received gift.
ng Siyu glances at the Peace Pendant on her neck, saying, "Why did you accept gifts from others so casually?"
"But he said he’s your brother, my uncle." Chenchen responds seriously, tilting her head and asking, "Did Uncle deceive , is he not Daddy’s brother, not my uncle?"
Chenchen’s clear eyes look earnestly at ng Siyu, questioning.
ng Siyu: "..."
He doesn’t want to recognize ng Yanzhi as a brother, but nominally, ng Yanzhi is ng Jin’s adopted son, naturally, that makes him nominally his brother.
"Long ti no see." ng Yanzhi stands up, his gaze falls on ng Siyu’s family of three, finally resting on Tang Yue. Previously, he saw her at a concert, but too far to see clearly. Up close now, ng Yanzhi finds she hasn’t changed at all from what he recalls.
ng Siyu steps forward, just in ti to block ng Yanzhi’s gaze. He says, "Indeed, it’s been a long ti."
He’s different from before, less flashy, now steady and calm, with a deep gaze that makes it hard to discern what the current ng Yanzhi thinks.
" giving the child a gift as an uncle, you wouldn’t mind, right?" ng Yanzhi speaks as if eting a regular old friend, "I also prepared a gift for Zaozao, I’ll give it to him later."
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