Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

After dinner, Han Qi and Du Zixi's families picked them up, and Qingqing was left to stay overnight.

"Towel, bath towel, toothbrush, toothpaste, mouthwash cup, this is shower gel, use the bergamot scent, it smells good. Use this fragrant shampoo, that one is what my dad uses for dandruff removal, and these are all facial cleansers, you can use any one you want. This row of children's skin care products is mine, you can use whatever you want."

In the bathroom, Ji Shumiao arranged Qingqing's washing in every detail.

"This is the pajamas I'm wearing. My grandma made them for me. They're brand new and have never been worn."

"No, no, no!" Qingqing shook her head repeatedly, "I can't wear your new clothes."

Ji Shumiao asked unhappily: "Can't wear my clothes, or can't wear new clothes?"

"None." Qingqing lowered her head, pinched the corner of her clothes, and said in a low but firm voice.

"I'm getting angry!" Ji Shumiao threw the towel in his hand and said loudly.

"Yes...I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Ji Shumiao was so angry that he was spinning around: "I'm so angry! I'm so angry! Do you know why I had to bring you home?"

Qingqing shook her head, her big eyes full of nervousness and anxiety: "Don't be angry..."

"I'm not angry!"

But it doesn't look like that at all.

Ji Shumiao took a few deep breaths, quickly calmed down his temper, and asked, "Do you think that by bringing you home, I am showing off my happy family to you?"

Qingqing shook her head: "No."

"Are you envious? Are you jealous?"

"No, you deserve the best."

"That's the problem!" Ji Shumiao held her cheek, stared into her eyes, and said seriously word by word: "You have been domesticated for too long and you don't know what is right. You feel that you are not good enough, that you don't deserve anything, and that all the mistakes are yours. These are just like holding chopsticks and pig's feet. They are all lies made up by those people to achieve their own goals. The teachers are good to you, and I am good to you, not because I pity you, but because you are very good. You deserve the best, and you deserve all the best. The only bad thing about you is that you are unlucky and met a group of lousy blood relatives who don't cherish you. They are the bad ones, not you!"

Qingqing's eyes were moved. She felt an indescribable torrent flowing from underground into the soles of her feet, rising to her abdomen, spreading to her chest, rushing to her chaotic brain, surging in the blood vessels of her whole body, gathering in her throat and turning into sweet coconut juice.

No one had ever told her this, just like before Ji Shumiao appeared, no one had ever clearly stood up for her.

“Don’t be afraid of the negative emotions that unworthy people have towards you, and don’t be bound by their words. When someone says that a girl should be like this or that you must be like this, you should reflect on whether this is caused by your natural physiological structure or a lie used to domesticate you. Any words that are only used to discipline girls or you are bullshit.”

Ji Shumiao let her go and continued, "I'm not telling you this to blindly fight against injustice now, but at least before you become an adult and have the ability to get out of the quagmire, arm yourself up first and don't let them hurt you so easily again."

Liu Qingqing took this hot bath for a very long time.

No one urged her, no one disliked her for wasting water, and there was no unpleasant or harsh abuse.

Walking into Ji Shumiao's room, Liu Qingqing was still a little embarrassed and tugged at the hem of her nightgown: "It turns out that I can smell so good."

Not to mention shampoo and shower gel, she had never even taken a hot bath since she could remember. She used cold water in the summer and a towel in the winter. If she used a little more water on weekdays, she would be beaten and scolded.

Ji Shumiao was lying on the bed, looking at her and laughing: "Not only does she smell good, you're also quite fair."

Liu Qingqing had many new and old wounds on her body, and there were several marks on her arms from being pinched by fingernails, which had just scabbed over.

Ji Shumiao had already taken a shower in the bathroom of her parents' bedroom, wearing a nightgown of the same style but with a different pattern.

"Come and sleep." Ji Shumiao patted the mattress beside him.

Lying on the clean and soft bed, Liu Qingqing sighed comfortably: "It's great to meet you."

Ji Shumiao snorted proudly: "You are wrong, it's your blessing to meet me."

Liu Qingqing chuckled: "Are you asking me to say this, or do you want to say it yourself?"

"It's all fine."

The two of them lay side by side on the bed and chatted.

Liu Qingqing asked: "Why did you just say that anger makes you rich?"

"Avoid prophecy." Ji Shumiao yawned. "Human language has power. We can't say things like 'I'm so angry'. It's unlucky."

"Pfft—you actually believe this?"

Ji Shumiao was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes: "I believe it. I believe it very much."

As a reborn person, she firmly believed in these statements.

Ji Shumiao quickly fell asleep holding the rabbit doll, but Liu Qingqing couldn't sleep.

This was the first time in her life that she slept in such a clean, warm and reassuring environment, but she couldn't fall asleep.

There was a clarity that broke through the shackles of a cage that prevented her from falling asleep. She kept every word and every move that Ji Shumiao said to her in the bathroom in her heart. She fell asleep in a daze, and woke up again after a while, afraid that this clarity was only momentary and would be buried in a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Liu Qingqing changed into her own clothes and said goodbye to Ji Shumiao.

"Have breakfast before leaving." Ji Shumiao turned over sleepily and acted coquettishly towards her.

Liu Qingqing carefully folded her nightgown and placed it at the foot of the bed, and said in a relaxed tone: "No, I can make breakfast in time if I go back now."

Ji Shumiao did not try to persuade her to stay. She knew that the longer Liu Qingqing stayed here, the more difficult her situation would be when she returned.

"Take your pajamas back and wear them. Grandma made a lot of them."

Liu Qingqing shook her head: "I'd better leave it here with you, and wait... wait for me to wear it later."

It was the first time that she discussed with Ji Shumiao and told him her ideas and plans instead of simply rejecting him.

"Okay." Ji Shumiao yawned, "I won't see you off. See you at school after the holiday."

"Okay." Liu Qingqing covered her with a blanket and said, "See you at school."

After thanking Qin Rong and her grandmother and saying goodbye, Liu Qingqing set out on her journey home.

Sitting on the bus and looking at the street scene going backwards, Liu Qingqing couldn't help but wonder, the world she lived in was so vast, why should she be trapped in an unhappy family life and could only be an unaccepted family member?

"Hey, Missy is back from traveling?"

As soon as she saw her, Liu's mother spoke in a sarcastic tone.

Liu Qingqing smiled before she spoke, and took the vegetables from her mother's hand. "It's not fun, just some monkeys and birds, just for fun. Mom and Dad have never seen them, and I feel sad just thinking about it. When I grow up and make money, I will take you and Dad to travel around."

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person. Although Liu's mother was surprised that a taciturn person like her could say so much today, she didn't delve into it. She just said, "You have a conscience" and left.

Liu Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out not to be that difficult.