Rebirth System: Learning makes me happy

Su Qingqing's breath was choked, and she tilted her head and buried it in the soft quilt.

She said softly, "I love you, Star."

Yu Xingye felt a warm feeling in his heart, all his negative emotions disappeared instantly, and his tense body suddenly relaxed.

He felt helpless that he could be coaxed so easily. He chuckled and leaned back on the sofa. His voice, which had been a little tense just now, became noticeably softer:

"I love you too baby."

After finishing the call with Yu Xingye, Su Qingqing lay on the bed in a daze for a while. It was a rare time when she was awake and she didn't think about anything. She just looked at the ceiling and relaxed herself.

Father Su covered the dough with a curtain, looked up at the time, and said to his wife sitting on the sofa:

"There are only two dishes left to cook. Go check on the baby. If you finish your phone call, ask her to clean up and come down for dinner."

Mother Su chuckled: "Okay."

She walked over and hugged Father Su, saying softly, "Thank you for your hard work."

Father Su caught a glimpse of Jiang Nian looking at them with a smile, and coughed awkwardly:

"If it's not hard, what's the point of it."

Although Mr. Su said this, his secretly curved eyes revealed his good mood.

Mother Su looked at her husband who walked into the kitchen humming a song unconsciously, and slowly raised the corners of her mouth.

She turned to look at Jiang Nian and winked at her.

Jiang Nian covered his mouth and laughed, then gave Su's mother a thumbs up.

Mother Su walked upstairs contentedly. She knocked on Su Qingqing's door and said softly:

"Baby, it's time to eat."

Su Qingqing was startled by the sudden knock on the door. She patted her chest and waited until she heard Mother Su's voice before responding, "Okay."

She stood up and walked out. When she opened the door, she saw her smiling mother. She raised her hands and hugged her and rubbed her.

Mother Su patted her daughter who was becoming more and more spoiled, and the smile on her face became softer.

She glanced at the slippers scattered beside the bed and reminded softly:

"You can't be a spoiled child without wearing slippers."

Only then did Su Qingqing realize that there was only a layer of socks between her and the floor.

She curled her toes uncomfortably, let go of Mother Su, went into the house and put on her shoes, whispering as she put them on:

“I really forgot this time.”

She never had to wear shoes when she was at Yu Xingye's house. Plus, she liked running around barefoot at home, so over time she developed the habit of not wearing shoes.

Su Qingqing and Su's mother walked downstairs and were immediately captivated by the overbearing fragrance.

Su Qingqing's appetite was instantly aroused.

"Dad, this year's New Year's Eve dinner is too sumptuous."

There were only four of them, but Dad Su prepared eight dishes, one soup, and the indispensable hot pot.

Father Su raised his chin proudly and said, "A lot of good things have happened this year, so of course we have to celebrate."

He said in a way that sounded like he was complaining but was actually showing off:

"It's all because Xiaoye gave me such a nice set of kitchen utensils. I feel like I'm doing them a disservice if I don't cook more."

Mother Su looked at him helplessly and said, "If you like it, just say so."

Father Su refused to admit that he could be bribed so easily:

"No, I haven't reached the level of liking you yet."

Su Qingqing laughed and whispered in Su's mother's ear:

"How come Dad has unlocked the tsundere attribute?"

Ever since Su's mother read the novel written by her daughter, she has been opened to all kinds of novels and comics, so Su Qingqing doesn't need to explain the meaning of tsundere.

She touched her chin and chose to tell the truth between maintaining her father's dignity and telling the truth to her daughter.

"It's for face."

Su Qingqing and Jiang Nian looked at each other and laughed out loud.

After eating so much New Year's Eve dinner, they all collapsed on the sofa, holding their stomachs.

The red lanterns lit at the door slowly rotated. Although the cold wind was howling outside, the house was warm as spring and filled with the lively sounds of the Spring Festival Gala.

Su Qingqing was drowsy watching the Spring Festival Gala on TV, Jiang Nian was drawing something on a tablet, Su's mother picked up the needle and started doing cross-stitch, and Su's father continued reading Long Aotian's novel on his mobile phone.

Each member of the family of four is accompanying his or her family in the most relaxing way. Although there is no communication and although they do different things, it is this comfortable atmosphere without having to force themselves to cater to others that deepens their feelings for each other.

Mother Su glanced at Su Qingqing and said with a smile:

"Baby, if you feel sleepy, go back to your room and take a nap. I'll call you when it's time to eat dumplings."

Su Qingqing hugged the pillow and rubbed it: "Don't you guys need me to accompany you?"

Father Su laughed and said, "As long as you are at home, you are with us."

Mother Su tapped her forehead and said, "When did our family have such a rule?"

Su Qingqing laughed, and no longer forced herself, she put down the pillow and stretched, "Then I'll go back to the room."

Jiang Nian waved at her: "Go ahead, I'll call you later."

"it is good."

Su Qingqing put on headphones as soon as she returned to the room. She deliberately did not tell Yu Xingye and directly turned on the video and call.

But unexpectedly, I heard a voice from the other side.

Soft and steady, it was a breathing sound she was very familiar with.

Su Qingqing listened silently, and suddenly she calmed down.

Yu Xingye chuckled: "Baby, why don't you speak?"

Su Qingqing took off her hairpin and placed it on the pillow, looking at the black dot in the center of the star diamond. She had the illusion that she was looking into Yu Xingye's dark pupils.

“What are the stars doing?”

Su Qingqing heard the sound of papers fluttering.

"I'm reading my baby's diary."

Yu Xingye had evil thoughts. He looked at the beautiful handwriting on the notebook and read softly:

"November 2015, 11, Friday, sunny. I have a lot of homework today, but the new spicy pork in the school cafeteria is very delicious, which barely offsets my resentment about the homework..."

"Star!"

Su Qingqing's cheeks turned red. It was obviously just a normal daily record. She didn't know why she felt so embarrassed when Yu Xingye read it out in a low and gentle voice.

Yu Xingye raised his hand and touched Su Qingqing's blushing face on the tablet, and said softly:

"So cute, baby."

I don’t know if he’s talking about her in the diary or her blushing face, or both.

Su Qingqing rubbed the pillow and changed the subject uncomfortably:

"It's so quiet around you, aren't you with your family?"

"Yeah." Yu Xingye closed the diary. "They were setting off flowers outside. It was too noisy."

Su Qingqing nodded with deep understanding:

"It's the same here. We couldn't sleep well at night before we moved."

"In order to solve this problem, we specially made extra thick sound insulation when we renovated this house."

Yu Xingye heard the disdain in her tone and asked:

"Don't you like fireworks, baby?"

"I don't like it." Su Qingqing wrinkled her nose. "That kind of sudden sound always scares me."

Yu Xingye's laughter made Su Qingqing's ears itch.

"Don't be afraid, baby, I'll be here for you from now on."

Listening to Yu Xingye's gentle and soft voice, Su Qingqing couldn't help but yawn.

Yu Xingye noticed that she was sleepy and said softly:

"Go to sleep, baby. I'll always be here."

Su Qingqing obediently covered herself with the quilt, looked at the hairpin facing her, and said softly:

"Xingxing, I want to hear the story you didn't finish telling last time."

"it is good."

Accompanied by Yu Xingye's low and gentle voice, Su Qingqing's brows relaxed and she slept very soundly.