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the other side.

Ye Kong was curled up on the sofa and drawing while waiting for dinner.

She drew the panoramic view of the city that she saw at Yanqiaopo today, added some strange and bizarre ideas, and saved them in the draft box.

When I finished the painting, the city news was playing on TV.

"For the upcoming 'Holy Hand Cup' Go tournament to be held at the Cultural Center, the genius Go player Yuan Ye will arrive in Yuzhou City tomorrow afternoon. Five thousand tickets for the meeting were sold out within sixteen seconds of being posted online..."

"It's Yuanye!"

Fang Siwan on the side suddenly spoke with great interest: "Xiao Kong, do you know him? He is a very popular chess player with a lot of fans."

"I don't know him." Ye Kong didn't even raise his head and answered without any interest.

Ye Zhen snorted: "Mom, she hasn't even watched my drama, do you expect her to pay attention to these niche hobbies?"

"It's not a niche anymore. Since Yuanye won the world championship, many Go clubs have opened all over the country. Even in Yuzhou, there are many Go interest classes, right?"

Fang Siwan said to Ye Kong: "Xiao Kong, are you interested in Go? If you like it, mom will buy you tickets and let you and your dad go to watch it together."

Ye Kong still didn't raise his head: "Not interested."

After a pause, she glanced at Fang Siwan's disappointed expression and asked, "Dad likes Go?"

"Yes!" Fang Siwan saw that she was in the mood to talk, so she quickly said, "Your father really likes playing Go. Don't be fooled by his serious appearance, he is actually a fan of Yuan Ye."

"..."

Ye Kong choked inexplicably and immediately lost interest in continuing the conversation.

·

Dinner was ready quickly.

At the dinner table, Fang Siwan asked about Ye Kong's future plans.

"There's still some time before school starts. Is there anything you want to do?"

She said concernedly, "If you want to make more friends, Mom can help you organize some parties and you can draw up the list yourself, or you can accompany Mom to various salons. Of course, in addition to this, you can also choose to play with your brothers and sisters."

At this point, she hummed a little worriedly: "But your sister is a workaholic. Even if you follow her, you will probably be alone most of the time."

"Yeah, my sister is so busy, you'd better not bother her. Besides, you're already old, can't you go play in the mud by yourself? Why do you have to find someone to accompany you?"

"Ye Zhen!"

Listening to Ye Zhen's sarcasm and Fang Siwan's reprimand, Ye Kong was not shaken at all.

She calmly ate up a chicken wing, spit out the bone, and then decided, "Mom, I want to play with Ye Zhen."

"..." The spoon in Ye Zhen's hand fell on the table with a snap.

Fang Siwan showed a surprised expression: "Great, great, it's rare that you are willing to play with your brother."

"I do not……"

"Actually, you can go with mom, but I'm afraid you won't find it interesting. Your brother, on the other hand, is surrounded by young people because of his work, and most of them are good-looking."

"I reject……"

"It just so happens that your brother is about to start filming a variety show. You can go and see what the set is like and make some celebrity friends. Isn't it said that kids your age love to read gossip about the entertainment industry the most?"

"I said!"

Ye Zhen couldn't stand it anymore and slammed his chopsticks on the table, "No one listens to me?! Are you guys going too far?! The second child in the family has no human rights, right?!"

He turned around and glared at Ye Kong: "Who allowed you to play with me? I'm very busy at work! I don't have time to take care of a little brat!"

"Ye Zhen!"

Fang Siwan slapped him on the back of his head and glared at him with her usual reproachful eyes.

But Ye Zhen saw through it immediately, and there was a hint of pleading underneath.

Ye Zhen was speechless for a moment. After a moment, he rolled his eyes in annoyance and then cast an extremely cold look at Ye Kong.

Ye Kong noticed it, but turned a blind eye.

After dinner, Ye Zhen took advantage of Fang Siwan's absence and asked Ye Kong: "Why are you following me?"

Without bystanders, this rebellious blond man truly revealed his true and indifferent side.

There was no expression on his face, and he looked at Ye Kong with a strange expression: "You obviously prefer to stay with your mother, and, in this family, the person you hate the most is me, right?"

"You are so self-aware."

Ye Kong tilted his head and looked at the dark blue night outside the door: "But if I stay with my mother all the time, I don't know what to say, it will seem stupid."

"I didn't realize you had so much baggage."

Ye Zhen smiled, but there was no emotion in her eyes: "If you care so much about your image, why don't you be an obedient girl?"

"Caring about my image doesn't mean I want to be deceitful. I'm different from you," Ye Kong looked at him deeply, "I'm not an actor."

"…Do you still have occupational discrimination?"

"……you misunderstood."

"Then why do you hate me?"

"Don't you hate me too?"

"You've caused so much trouble to Ye Tingchu since you came home. Isn't it normal for me to hate you?"

"To be a sister complex to this extent is already a perversion. How dare you ask me why I hate you?"

Ye Zhen's forehead was tense with a "井" character: "If you hate me so much, why do you still follow me around?"

Ye Kong looked at him like a fool: "I have nothing to do anyway, isn't it fun to make trouble for the people I hate?"

"..."

Seeing that the sparks between the siblings were about to become reality, Fang Siwan finally arrived in time: "Ye Zhen, why haven't you left yet? Don't you have to get up early tomorrow? Go back to bed quickly, don't stay up late every day! Look at where the dark circles under your eyes are! You..."

"..."

The spark was extinguished in an instant.

Ye Zhen was sent out the door with his head drooped as Fang Siwan chanted sutras all the way, while Ye Kong curled up back on the sofa.

She stayed still for a few seconds, then suddenly took out a pen and paper and began to draw at the night outside the door again.

When Fang Siwan came back, she had just finished drawing the last stroke.

It was a crescent moon, shining on the backs of a mother and child walking together below.

"Xiaokong."

Fang Siwan walked up to her with a smile.

Ye Kong raised her head and heard her mother ask gently and dignifiedly: "Xiao Kong, what time do you usually go to bed?"

Like most young people nowadays, Ye Kong developed the habit of staying up late early on: ...

She lowered her head silently and wrote and drew the date on the paper.

A shadow fell in front of her, and it was Fang Siwan who bent down and approached her: "Xiao Kong, I found that when you encounter a question you don't want to answer, you always pretend not to hear it, but this also means that you also like to stay up late, right?"

"..."

"You can't do that. Mom will make sure you go to bed early and get up early in the future."

"..."

Ye Kong fell onto the sofa with a plop and buried his head in the cushion.

Fang Siwan shook her head and walked away.

Ye Kong thought he had escaped, but was awakened by a loud knock on the door early the next morning.

She opened her eyes blearily, grabbed her phone and took a look.

eight thirty.

Ye Kong's eyes went dark and he covered his ears in pain.