Title: Baby’s Breath
Translator: System Yaoi
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Chapter 10 (2) “Remember this lesson.”
As soon as He Xiaoyou left, Xue Youka put down his pen and flipped over the exercise book.
Then, he accidentally noticed a string of numbers on the back – Oh no!
He seemed to have forgotten to call Cheng Yu…
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Jwv kv byp clld plhlayz eyup yzalyeu…
Wsatlv kv.
Ubldt Zw rascyczu qsatsv ycswv kv bkxplzq, yde obs jdsop obu bl ypjle xl vs nyzz bkx.
Kwpv yp bl oyp ycswv vs qsatlv ycswv kv, bl pweeldzu alxlxclale: Pke bl qsatlv vs alryu vbl xsdlu?
Mbyv dktbv, obld bl alnlkhle vbl kdflnvksd yv vbl bsprkvyz, kv oyp Ubldt Zw’p taydery yde Bdnzl Hbw obs blzrle bkx okvb vbl ryuxldv.
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After shouting several times, it was Uncle Wei who heard him first. He stood by the river and asked, “Are you looking for your brother? He’s sleeping upstairs. Let me call him for you.”
Five minutes later, Cheng Yu pushed open the window, with messy hair and a slight frown on his forehead, wearing a displeased look.
“What are you shouting at me for?”
Cheng Yu stood upstairs and looked down. He noticed that Xue Youka had gotten a haircut and looked more like a boy.
“You asked me to call you!” Xue Youka shouted.
“Hey, did your family not pay the phone bill? Is this how you make phone calls?”
“What did you say?”
“I said…” Cheng Yu opened the window wider, letting the wind rush in, causing the white curtains to flutter. “Are you feeling better now?”
Xue Youka couldn’t hear clearly and went down the stones along the riverside. “I came to repay the money!”
He carried a backpack on his back, filled with the loose change he took out of the piggy bank and the pocket money he received from his father a few days ago, totaling about sixty or seventy yuan.
Cheng Yu watched as he took off his shoes and stepped into the flowing river water when suddenly he remembered that this girl was on her period.
A couple of days ago, she was writhing in pain, curled up in his arms.
“Stop right there!” Cheng Yu shouted loudly at him.
This time, Xue Youka heard clearly and promptly stopped, looking up at him.
There were trees in front of that window, and Cheng Yu’s drowsy handsome face peeked through the gaps in the lush greenery. “Go back home,” he said.
“I came to repay the money!”
“I know, I’ll come find you later,” Cheng Yu glanced at the time, pinched the bridge of his nose, and said, “At four o’clock, wait for me.”
“I’ll meet you at the entrance!”
Cheng Yu nodded and immediately closed the window.
Xue Youka went back home, and at four o’clock in the afternoon, his set alarm clock rang, so he took the money and went out. Soon, at the end of the path, he saw Cheng Yu wearing sunglasses.
Xue Youka ran over to meet him.
“You got a haircut?”
“My dad took me to get one yesterday.”
“You look more like a boy after the haircut,” Cheng Yu examined him up close. Besides the fairness, it was hard to see many feminine traits.
I was a boy to begin with. Xue Youka sneered.
Xue Youka opened his backpack directly: “Brother, how much do I owe you?”
“How much do you have?” Cheng Yu knew that it wasn’t easy for a child to save money, so he didn’t intend to make him repay.
“I have a total of seventy-two yuan and three cents here.” Xue Youka clenched a handful of coins. “Is it enough?”
“Not enough.”
“But… this is all I have.”
“I’ll ask you to call me this weekend. Today is already Thursday.” Cheng Yu stood under the shade of a tree. “You didn’t want to repay the money, so you deliberately didn’t call?”
“No, no, that day I… my younger brother was hospitalised, I went to see him, and then I left the exercise book at my grandmother’s house… Today, my mom took the exercise book away, and I don’t have your phone number anymore. I will definitely repay you.” Xue Youka took out all the coins and handed them to him. “Here, take these first, and the rest… the rest.”
Cheng Yu put the coins back into his backpack. “How do you plan to repay?”
“Do you want tea leaves?” Xue Youka asked.
“I still have chicken eggs and duck eggs at home.”
Cheng Yu’s mouth twitched. “No, thanks.”
“Then I have… I have some other treasures at home. Do you want them?”
Cheng Yu asked what kind of treasures they were, and Xue Youka said he would take him to see them.
He brought Cheng Yu into the house. There were people inside, but they were asleep. Silently, Xue Youka led Cheng Yu upstairs and into her own room.
It was Cheng Yu’s first time entering a girl’s room.
But he didn’t expect to see Astro Boy drawings on the wall and a Dragon Ball poster. The room was small, with a single bed against the window and a simple desk with a wooden chair.
That was all.
There wasn’t a single element that girls usually liked, such as pink colour or lace curtains. None of those were present.
Cheng Yu only glanced around before sitting on the chair and asking, “What treasure are you going to show me?”
Xue Youka bent down and pulled out a shoebox from under the bed.
In that instant when Cheng Yu saw the old shoebox, he realised that things were different from what he had imagined.
It was only when Xue Youka opened the box, revealing its contents, that he placed it on the table.
Cheng Yu took a look.
Inside and on top of it, there were manga books, story magazines, anime posters, figurines, stickers, and even trading secrets.
Xue Youka took out several manga books. These were borrowed from Hu Pi, and the rest were all given to Cheng Yu. “These are my collection, all for you.”
“Xue Mimi,” Cheng Yu looked at him with an unusual expression in his eyes. “Do you think I’m a scrap collector?”
Xue Youka scratched his head and said after a moment, “I can save money, but it will take some time…”
“Forget it,” Cheng Yu hadn’t planned on asking him for money in the first place. “Keep the money for yourself to buy delicious food.”
“Huh?” He didn’t understand. “But that’s not right.”
“Why is it not right?”
Cheng Yu thought for a moment and said, “Put out your palm.”
Although Xue Youka didn’t know what Cheng Yu wanted to do, he still extended his hand to him.
This kid’s hand was larger than that of an average girl, with fair skin on the palm, clear palm lines, and neatly trimmed nails.
Cheng Yu raised his hand…
This familiar gesture of wanting to slap the palm reminded Xue Youka of the maths teacher’s ruler.
He instinctively pulled his arm back.
“Don’t move.”
Cheng Yu reached out and gripped his slender wrist, while his other hand lightly patted the centre of his palm, the movement so gentle that it didn’t even make a sound.
“Remember this lesson.”
Cheng Yu looked into his eyes. “Dare to lose my phone number.”
That day, they were worried about Xue Youka, so Wei Bo specially drove over to visit him, but there was no one in their house.
His palm felt a little tingly, and Xue Youka looked at him in confusion, then after a moment, he asked, “So, do I still need to repay the money?”
“Can’t you repay it?”
“I can… repay it slowly.”
“Do I need that little money from you?”
Xue Youka silently lowered his head and pondered for a moment. He maintained the posture of his extended hand and then said earnestly, “Brother, if you like hitting me, go ahead, hit me anywhere. Really.”
The Author has something to say:
Mimi: Anyway, it doesn’t hurt when you hit someone!
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so cute
Thank you for the chapter!