Chapter 27.3

Chu Xiaoxiao pondered for a moment. She thought Jack Ma was a unique individual, but indeed, he didn’t play the cello.

Nodding in agreement, Chu Xiaoxiao added with regret, “But you play the cello so beautifully.”

She believed that people shouldn’t do things they don’t like, yet the music Liang Shuangqi produced was truly enchanting.

Seeing her looking somewhat disheartened, Liang Shuangqi deliberated for a few seconds, then hesitated, “Alright, since you put it that way, I’ll sort of like playing the cello a bit.”

Chu Xiaoxiao asked, “If you don’t like the cello, why did you start learning it?”

Liang Shuangqi explained, “Because my mom wanted me to use the cello to get into school. She thought there was too much competition with the violin, so she had me learn the cello.”

Prominent primary and secondary schools all had their own orchestras. These orchestras had the authority to recruit talented students, but the competition was extremely fierce, and the management was quite strict.

Because Liang Shuangqi showed considerable proficiency in the cello, he was able to enter his current primary school’s orchestra. With this, he would also get the chance to enter a good secondary school and university in the future.

Seeing her look puzzled, Liang Shuangqi reached into his bag and pulled out some yarn, perking up, “Let’s not talk about unhappy things. Shall we play with the calculator today, or play with yarn?”

Chu Xiaoxiao widened her eyes in surprise. She couldn’t believe her eyes as she stared at Liang Shuangqi’s pocket, exclaiming in disbelief, “Your pocket has so many things in it?”

Chu Xiaoxiao felt like Liang Shuangqi was akin to Doraemon. His jacket pockets seemed to hold an infinite number of items.

He had just taken out a calculator, and now he still had room for more?

She had been curious about why he carried yarn with him before, but now it seemed like he carried all sorts of things around every day.

Chu Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but express her bewilderment, “Isn’t it heavy?”

Liang Shuangqi turned to the side, presenting his pocket to Chu Xiaoxiao, and said generously, “Why don’t you feel for yourself? Whatever you pull out, I’ll give it to you.”

Chu Xiaoxiao’s interest was piqued by this treasure hunt game. She saw Liang Shuangqi put the yarn and calculator back and extended her little hand into his pocket, cautiously exploring.

Liang Shuangqi patiently watched her, resembling an unmoving lottery box, waiting for her to pick something out.

As Chu Xiaoxiao explored, she felt various things, including the calculator, yarn, candies, keys, and more. She marveled at the seemingly bottomless pocket, thinking that Liang Shuangqi’s pocket was like a portal to another dimension. Her fingers brushed against something odd, and finally, she pulled it out.

It was a pink paper heart, intricately folded from a hundred-yuan bill.

Liang Shuangqi quipped, “I’m at a loss. Please take good care of my heart.”

Chu Xiaoxiao never expected to pull out money. She quickly declined, “I can’t take your money…”

Yet she couldn’t help but find it amusing that Liang Shuangqi folded paper hearts out of banknotes in his spare time.

Liang Shuangqi insisted, “It’s not money, it’s my heart.”

“…”

Is this what followers of Jack Ma look like?

Liang Shuangqi was truly an odd and whimsical younger brother, leaving Chu Xiaoxiao a bit puzzled. She felt that he was quite different from the friends she had met before. He appeared calm and composed, exuding the demeanor of a musician, but occasionally seemed rather unconventional, and a bit too friendly.

When Yang Yin came to pick up Chu Xiaoxiao at lunchtime, Liang Shuangqi successfully joined their meal, forming a trio. However, the girls had packed lunches, while Liang Shuangqi had ordered takeout, which left him feeling a bit out of balance. Fortunately, they shared some of their food with him.

Liang Shuangqi made a special call to his father, “You didn’t even make me a packed lunch. I don’t want you as my dad anymore.”

“???”

What kind of rebellious child is this?

Liang Shuangqi even told his father to not pick him up. He insisted on taking the bus home with Chu Xiaoxiao and Yang Yin, creating a rather unusual sight- with one big sister and two little companions.

Yang Yin was always dependable. She kept a close eye on the two young kids beside her and instructed, “Stay close to me.”

There weren’t many people on the bus, and the three children stood out. An elderly lady sitting nearby struck up a conversation with a smile, “You kids are really interesting.”

Chu Xiaoxiao huddled by Yang Yin’s feet and managed to avoid being recognized. Yang Yin felt a bit embarrassed, unsure how to explain the situation.

Liang Shuangqi remained composed and said, “This is my sister*, and this is my younger sister.”

*T/N: Not necessarily referring to her a blood-related relative, rather as a person older than him

The elderly lady commented, “Wow, you’re quite impressive, escorting your siblings home like a knight.”

In the residential area, when Chu Xiaoyi came out to pick up Chu Xiaoxiao, he looked at the fair-skinned young boy who suddenly appeared and felt equally bewildered.

He asked, “What’s going on now?”

Did the training center have a buy two get one free deal? Send two away and get three back?

Yang Yin didn’t know which building Liang Shuangqi lived in, so she could only drop off both of her young companions at Chu Xiaoxiao’s doorstep and figure out the arrangement later.

Chu Xiaoyi was standing by the gate, and since Liang Shuangqi didn’t recognize him, he naturally didn’t know his identity.

The young boy introduced himself readily, “This is my sister, and this is my younger sister.”

?

Chu Xiaoyi smiled awkwardly, deadpanning each word, “This… is… my… younger… sister.”

What’s with these young boys nowadays? Is there a sudden coup* happening?

*T/N: Overthrow/ revolt

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