Because of Rin's problem, I asked for leave from the store the next day and took her to a psychiatrist. But it was still the same as before. The doctor said that Rin should stay with her for the weekend and she would send her off on Monday night.

return.

"Sure enough, I'm still worried..." As I walked on the road, I felt a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry for asking you to sacrifice your rest time on Friday to come with me."

"Have I not done this kind of thing with you enough?" He raised his head slightly and looked at me and said.

"Thank you." I stopped at the corner, looked up and said to him.

Prajna then took out his hand from his pocket and said, "Don't take it seriously. It is inevitable that this kind of situation will happen in your family."

I sighed helplessly and looked up at him: "I've always wanted to thank you..."

"Just thank me, you idiot Azi." Hannya shrugged, "I thought it would take a long time before I see you again, but I didn't expect you to call me so soon."

"After all, the only person Rin is not afraid of besides me is you." I touched my nose a little embarrassed, "If it really bothers you, I will make it up..."

He didn't say anything, but my head hit me hard and I turned my head to look - it was his hand.

Prajna retracted his hand and put it into his trouser pocket, obviously looking like a bad student: "There's nothing wrong with crying when you can't hold it in any longer. After all, a fool like Azi can't compare to me.

of genius.”

"...Poof!" I laughed, "What are you talking about...really..."

The sun was setting in the west, stretching the shadows of the two of us very long.

"If you don't go to high school, you'll have to work at home in the future, right?" Prajna suddenly changed the subject, "As your deskmate for three years, I will still help you as much as possible. However, if you really don't want to continue,

If we go down, we’d better give up early.”

"Yeah……"

"Because I know what you're worried about."

"So, my genius classmate Prajna, do you have any good advice for me?" I looked at him and asked.

Prajna also looked at me, but that serious look only lasted for a while, and soon turned into a casual look: "Just be like me."

"What's the meaning?"

"It's not interesting." He walked towards my house.

"Really not?" I caught up with him and asked.

-

"Okay, don't stay here and go clean." As Mr. Lu Zhi's secretary, Miss Aqing was too lazy to lecture me on how to dress. So today I came to his house dressed as a cleaner, and Miss Aqing directly asked me

I went to the kitchen to clean.

But it was a bit strange today. Mr. Lu Zhi didn't open a window on the second floor to greet me first. For a while, my mood in the morning was much better.

"Ah, I forgot to mention, sir, you can leave after cleaning the kitchen today." Miss Aqing glanced at her watch and said, "I have to catch a plane. Also, remember to change the flowers in the study.

Someone will come to deliver flowers, please remember to open the door."

"OK--"

She had to go out to do business on the weekend, and Miss A-Qing was really dedicated... I watched Miss A-Qing go to the garage, and I walked into the house.

When I came to the entrance, I was stunned for a moment——

Mr. Lu Zhi actually takes business on weekends?

The sun comes out from the west!

After staring at the pair of clogs for a while, I couldn't think of any of Mr. Lu Zhi's regular customers who liked wearing clogs...

While I was sighing, I also noticed that the big-screen TV in the living room was playing "Andante Cantabile 2" played by borodinstringquartet1 at that time.

I couldn't help but wonder if I was coming to Mr. Lu Zhi's home. When did he become obsessed with Western classical music?

Looking at the remote control on the low table, I finally failed to pick it up and turn off the TV. "Andante Cantabile" was written by the Russian composer Tchaikovsky. It is said that in the summer of 1869, Tchaikovs

When Key was staying at his sister's house, he heard the melody from a local plasterer. It was a folk song from Asia Minor. After Tchaikovsky gave it a more delicate and graceful emotion, it became the song that everyone in the world has heard today.

The well-known "Andante Cantabile".

There is also a very interesting story. The Russian writer Leo Tolstoy at the time couldn't help but burst into tears after hearing this piece of music; and after the death of this great writer, there was a concert in memory of him.

, this piece has also been played.

"It was as if Tolstoy was sitting next to me, listening to the Andante of my First Quartet, with tears streaming down his face."

Tchaikovsky must have said that, and I can feel that emotion very well. Now I am clearly poor, and whether it is Tchaikovsky or Leo Tolstoy, they were in the era in which they lived.

It's when the poor people in Russia rise up. It's really touching...

…Wait a minute, this doesn’t seem to have anything to do with the cleaning I have to do today, does it?

I have been thinking about when Mr. Lu Zhi will find a girlfriend, so that I don’t have to come here to clean the house. Although I will also get paid, I still feel that I am at a disadvantage no matter how I think about it. Especially the arrogant words about the suspension that day

The plan...

Mr. Lu Zhi usually only goes home and cooks on Friday nights. Generally speaking, he doesn’t have too many... bowls...

"Did Mr. Lu Zhi invite someone over last night?" I looked at the piles of bowls on the sink table, feeling a little confused.

"Sir, you didn't invite anyone over." A little head poked out from the door to look at me, "These are all for me, Xiao Zi."

I lowered my head to look at him, but no matter how I looked at him, this child looked very much like Mr. Lu Zhi——

"Are you Mr. Lu Zhi's child?"

When he came back to his senses, he had already asked.

"Child? What do you mean?" The child blinked and asked, then raised his head and asked me, "Can you make food for Xiao Zi?"

Xiao...Xiao Zi...can this also have the same name? Am I lucky?

-

"Thank you for the treat!" Xiao Zi put down the bowl happily, saying thanks, but still looking at me longingly.

So why did things become like this? This child is so voracious that it seems like a bottomless pit.

"Hey, Xiao Zi, aren't you full yet?" I asked, staring at the child.

Xiao Zi shook her head obediently: "No."

"Then... what is your relationship with Mr. Lu Zhi?"

"relation?"

"...Well, how do you know Mr. Lu Zhi?"

"Sir picked me up."

Picked it up...? Could it be that Mr. Lu Zhi has someone outside? Is this his illegitimate son?

I don't dare to think about it anymore. But that's right... Most women fall in love with people like Mr. Lu Zhi at first sight, so even if they have an illegitimate child, it is natural.

I looked at him intently, but there was no panic on the child's face. I really felt strange: "But you and Mr. Lu Zhi look very similar-"

"Because we are sharing power." Xiao Zi smiled, "Then... well... what should I call you..."

"Sister, that's fine." I felt a little headache, so I picked up the cup with water and took a sip, "Or Azi, that's fine too."

"This behavior should be called feeding...Ah, by the way, I'll call you mom!"

"cough!"

I choked on the water—choked by his words.

"Don't call me mom." I showed the patience to correct Rin, "I'm only fourteen years old, I haven't gotten married and have children yet."

"But you made food for me." Xiao Zi was quite confused.

If this continues, I may not be able to complete today's task.

I picked up Xiao Zi and put it on the ground: "That's okay, I don't have the responsibility to take care of you. Okay, you can go play somewhere else. Cleaning is about to start in the kitchen."

I stacked the plates that Xiao Zi used one by one and put them into the sink.

"Oh..." Xiao Zi responded to me, and then left the dining table.

What a strange kid. It took nearly two hours to clean the kitchen. After all, the kid's appearance made me cook more ramen.

The next step is to go to the study room to exchange flowers...

I walked out of the kitchen and didn't see Xiao Zi, so I walked to the entrance to get flowers. It was the time when the gardenias were blooming, and the flowers sent by the florist were all seasonal flowers.

If it's a study room, shouldn't it wait until the guests leave...?

Looking at the wooden clogs that had not disappeared from the entrance door, I had no choice but to put the flowers on the low table. As usual, I opened Mr. Lu Zhi's refrigerator and took a quick glance. Although it had been plundered last night, the reserves were still sufficient.

Anyway, I'm hungry, so it's not too much to make omelette rice for lunch.

After messing around for a while, I finally sat down. Just when I was about to enjoy my meal, the corner of my clothes was pulled.

Xiao Zi was looking at me with her big eyes blinking: "Hungry."

"Eh? But didn't you eat ramen before?"

"...But, I'm still hungry..."

-

It's so slow... Shouldn't we have to wait until evening to go back today? After lunch, I leaned on the sofa and scrolled through my phone. Xiao Zi beside me was also watching TV seriously.

I was bored when a message suddenly came on my line.

"Ache: Are you busy now, senior?"
To be continued...