Seeing the child with a serious face like he’s writing an essay question, You Guang laughed, lying flat on the table with a stomach ache.
In the morning breeze, her crisp voice floated far, far away.
"Sister, did I give the wrong gift?"
The gift had been prepared long ago when his sister told him she was about to have a baby brother.
He researched for a long ti, and spent a long ti selecting at the jewelry store before finally deciding. He couldn’t have gotten it wrong, right...
The young boy felt a bit uneasy in his heart.
"Nothing’s wrong. Sister is very happy on behalf of Yiyi to receive the gift for little Wangyue. Your gift is very nice. I’ll take it to him when I visit next ti, and as he gets a bit older, I’ll bring you to see him."
"Okay." The sister’s brother, he was willing to go see him.
"He’s still small now, like a little red monkey. He’ll be very cute once he’s a month old, and you should like him."
"Hmm."
As long as sister likes him, I like him too.
They chatted for a bit more, and You Guang, holding the heavy gold and silver locks in her hands, casually asked the child beside her: "These locks are so heavy, they must have emptied little Wangyue’s vault, right?"
"Not much money." The child replied nonchalantly, then opened a book and quietly started reading.
Late at night.
Shi Wangyue finished his howork, logged into QQ on his computer, and saw a few avatars flashing crazily in his contacts list. He opened them one by one to look at the ssages:
"Big boss, are you there?"
"Boss, please help check this stock, how is it?"
"Bro, seeking guidance!!!"
"..."
He scrolled the screen, quickly browsing through the information jumping on the screen, then randomly chose one to reply:
"Sell 688668 within three days."
On the other end, the person seed to have been waiting at the screen for a long ti, quickly replying:
"Big boss, this stock is currently making a profit... I just recomnded it to relatives and friends. Selling within three days ans they won’t make any money?"
With pitch-black eyes, the young boy looked at the computer screen, seeming even more profound than usual.
He quickly glanced at the other person’s ssage and directly closed the page without responding further.
He then opened another QQ ssage: "Boss, I’ve sent the photos taken this week to your email. Check them when you have ti."
The young boy’s gaze lingered on this ssage for a particularly long ti, so long that the city’s lights outside the window dimd significantly before he slowly opened the password-protected QQ mailbox and looked at the photos.
When the first photo appeared before his eyes, the young boy’s whole body plunged into silence.
After a long pause, he started looking at the rest of the photos, one by one. Upon finishing all of them, his thin lips were bitten open by pearly white teeth, leaving traces of blood.
Shi Wangyue was perceptive from a young age. When the first drop of blood was about to fall, he tightly pressed his lips, sucked the blood into his mouth, and swallowed it down his throat.
"Just like tears, it’s salty."
As he swallowed the blood, he thought to himself.
...
In the days leading up to graduation.
Class Six’s students seed eager to grasp these final days together at the school, saying everything that had yet to be said.
They all seed indifferent to studying, with thoughts only on where to celebrate graduation, where to play during sumr vacation, where to travel with family during the long holiday, or which sumr camp so parents had already arranged for their children.
In the lively scene, only one spot by the window seed sowhat quiet, with a thin young boy in a white short sleeve shirt holding a pen and gazing outside, surrounded by a sense of chilly solitude.
You Guang sensitively noticed that the young boy had been more reticent these days than before, often quietly looking outside, frequently lost in thought.
"Little Wangyue, do you have any plans for graduation?" She actively engaged the child in conversation.
"Huh?" The child turned to look at her, the look in his eyes scattered and obviously unsettled.
"I’m asking what your plans are after graduation, everyone’s talking about it, wanted to ask you."
"No plans, sister do you?" The young boy shook his head.
"There’s sothing planned, but I don’t know if it’ll happen. Still need to discuss with my little uncle and soone else to know."
"What is it?" The child’s eyes showed curiosity.
"Going on a trip to the Arctic." You Guang leaned slightly, whispering to the child.
"To the Arctic?" Wangyue said in surprise, "To see the Northern Lights?"
"Besides polar bears, there are reindeer and arctic foxes..."
The child had never seen such a hopeful look in his sister’s eyes, couldn’t help but feel moved: "Can I go with sister?"
"Yes." You Guang nodded, "But little Wangyue might need to tell your family. The cost is a bit high, it’s over 200,000."
In 10 years, not every family can afford to take a child to the Arctic for a trip with over 200,000.
"Okay, I’ll go ho and discuss it with my family." The boy lowered his eyes slightly.
That evening.
Shi Wangyue talked to Liu Susu about wanting to go on a trip to the Arctic for graduation. As soon as Liu Susu heard it would cost over 200,000, she imdiately retorted: "Wangyue, are you crazy? Over 200,000 just for a trip, do you realize how much money that is?"
Shi Wangyue’s gaze fell on the pink air-conditioning quilt covering her, listened quietly to her chatter for a while, then slowly asked: "Don’t we have over 200,000?"
"Of course not, and even if we did, it wouldn’t be for you to go on a trip, such a big sum. Do you think you’re Yangyang? Your father is good at making money; yours is not. Don’t get the idea just because you heard Ning family’s young lady is going to the Arctic, and you want to go too. Who is Ning’s young lady, and who are you?"
"Every month the family gives you 200,000 household expenses. Our living expenses for three people are 50,000 per month, and we’ll have 150,000 left."
Shi Wangyue didn’t rush to deny Liu Susu’s words but finally raised his head to look at her and calmly started accounting.
In his eyes, there was a black whirlpool Liu Susu couldn’t see.
Liu Susu, not thinking of anything else, hearing her son start to confront her with accounts, felt an inexplicable panic, and her anger flared up, her voice sharp:
"Who told you to do our family’s accounts, is this your business to ddle with? Don’t think that just because you can read a few books, you can defy the heaven! It’s truly outrageous to co and calculate accounts with ?"
"I’m part of the family, so I have the right to ask anything concerning the family." My sister explained this to in financial managent classes before.
Under Ning Youguang’s careful guidance and companionship over six years, Shi Wangyue had long learned not to be affected by others’ negative emotions and not to be drawn into garbage emotions.
Regardless of how agitated Liu Susu beca, he calmly spoke.
"Rights? Do you understand what rights are." Liu Susu laughed in anger, "Co talk to about rights when you’re eighteen! As for the Arctic trip, I don’t have money for you. If you really want to go, see who’s willing to give you money; if you have money, you go, if not, stay ho and prepare next year’s lessons well." Finished speaking, she picked up her phone that she had just put down and resud playing. "Go back to sleep, and close the door when you leave." 1314
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