Chapter 70: with translation of chapter title

Mu Youyu and Jiang Liangjin walked out side by side.

Jiang Liangjin asked casually, "Do you have any plans for the summer break?"

She said eagerly, "Going to Y Guo with second brother!"

"Going to find your little brother?" Jiang Liangjin raised his brows at the words, his long eyelashes slightly lifting, showing no particular surprise.

After all, during previous winter and summer vacations, Youbao often went to Y Guo, and sometimes Mu Nian and Mu Xi would go together.

"Yeah." Mu Youyu curved her eyes.

"Staying the whole summer break just like before?"

Mu Youyu smiled even wider, "Yeah, yeah, what's up? You don't want to part with me?"

"Yes, I don't want to part with you."

"Then there's nothing we can do; we'll stay in touch by video."

Jiang Liangjin gave a soft response, his eyes slightly lowering.

She then said, "All right, all right, A Jin can come along too."

Jiang Liangjin hadn't never considered going together; besides, although he knew Mu Xin was the same as Youbao except for the eyes, having seen him before age three, he had pretty much forgotten it now, so saying he had no curiosity at all would be false.

He muttered, "My parents went on their honeymoon, and they left me to manage the company..."

Mu Youyu hadn't expected that the two would go on their honeymoon; she still hasn't seen them.

Before she could reply, Jiang Liangjin continued, "They asked me to bring you a gift."

Mu Youyu exclaimed, "Ya," "What is it?"

The two walked downstairs, and Mu Youyu unconsciously narrowed her eyes slightly.

Jiang Liangjin quietly adjusted his steps so his shadow just covered half her shoulder, "I didn't bring it to my house; shall we go take a look?"

Mu Youyu stopped, looked up at him; the boy stood in the sunlight, his frame having grown considerably, his face expressionless.

She said, "Sure, sure!"

Seeing her stop, Jiang Liangjin opened his umbrella.

As the umbrella ribs opened, his wrist turned slightly, the handle leaning heavily toward her.

His fingers gripping the handle were distinct; hearing Mu Youyu's eager response, he curled his lips and said, "Let's go."

The two arrived at the Jiang residence.

Butler Chu smiled and came forward, "The young master is back, Miss Mu, long time no see!"

Jiang Liangjin gave a response.

The Jiang family's servants have always called Mu Youyu "Miss Mu"; Jiang Liangjin, as a child, disliked hearing "Miss Mu" because it sounded like an outsider, so he let them call her that.

Jiang Su and Shen Ningmu both agreed.

Mu Youyu also had grown used to it, "Uncle Chu, long time no see."

Jiang Liangjin pulled Mu Youyu to the room.

The moment the bedroom door was pushed open, Mu Youyu's steps instinctively halted.

What met her eyes was not the black, white, and gray that suited Jiang Liangjin's current aloof demeanor, but an entire fairy-tale world carefully preserved by time.

The walls were covered with drawings she had made in elementary school using custom paper specially for Jiang Liangjin, the background mainly pink-white paint, with a colorful cream cake in the middle.

Beside them were two colorful chibi figures: a girl with twin tails wearing a puffy princess dress and a tiny crown on her head.

She was handing a strawberry to the lips of a boy in a little suit, even his tie drawn as a cute strawberry pattern.

The outer layer had been wrapped up; after so long, not a speck of dust or fading could be seen, looking as good as new.

On the desk were also various photos of the two together, all framed in glass, from their birth to junior high third year.

The photo in the middle was the most striking, with the background figures blurred out.

Inside, the two little figures wore kindergarten graduation outfits, their white shirt collars adorned with crooked bow ties.

Five-year-old Mu Youyu had twin tails; the pink bow at the ends of her hair brushed against Jiang Liangjin's cheek, her soft little hand gripping his sleeve, she tiptoed to bring her lips to his, her nose tip pressing against his chin.

Five-year-old Jiang Liangjin was half a head taller than her, yet he slightly lowered his head, standing obediently still, and even reached out to steady her.

"This photo... wasn't it hidden by Aunt Shen?" Mu Youyu exclaimed in surprise, her fingertip touching the puffed cheek of herself in the picture.

Back then she heard her second brother say that a kiss would keep them together forever, so she seized the photo opportunity to secretly complete this important ritual.

At that time most of the parents were also present, and Shen Ningmu hurriedly snapped the picture.

She still remembered that back then, the second brother and several cousins chased after Jiang Liangjin for a long time, not knowing why.

Afterwards they almost pressed Jiang Liangjin to the ground.

They said they were playing a game.

Later she joined in, and the others stopped chasing.

To Jiang Liangjin, this was a fond memory; he raised his eyebrows and, unable to help a small pride, said, "I got it back."

Mu Youyu withdrew her hand from the photo frame, "Well, your room's decor hasn't changed, huh?"

Jiang Liangjin countered, "Why change it?"

"Childish..."

Mu Youyu felt that her drawing style back then was quite childish compared to now.

If her teacher knew what she was thinking, he would surely refute her with a neck-straightening retort!

Jiang Liangjin gazed at the wall, "Where is it childish?"

"Everything is childish; where isn't it?"

Jiang Liangjin blurted out, "What nonsense, Youbao's drawings are so lifelike, vivid, divine, profound in conception, with delicate brushwork..."

Mu Youyu suspected that if she didn't speak up, Jiang Liangjin could go on adding all those words with ancient poems, talking for a whole day.

So she laughed and interrupted, "All right, all right!"

She examined the wall color closely, then found the wallpaper pleasing, after all it was still something she herself had painted before, "As long as A Jin likes it."

He smiled, "I really like it."

Mu Youyu said excitedly, "Uncle and Aunt, what gifts did you prepare?"

Jiang Liangjin took a box from the drawer, tapped the lid with his fingertip, then turned and handed it to her, "I haven't looked yet; wait for you to open it."

A few days ago he considered that Mu Youyu needed to accompany Mu Xin, so he didn't tell her.

But later hearing her say that Mu Xin had stayed home less than a day before leaving, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Okay."

The moment the box opened, Mu Youyu couldn't help but exclaim "Wow."

Inside lay a carved, round and smooth diamond.

Beside the diamond lay a jade bracelet, which felt warm and cool to the touch.

"This bracelet..."

Mu Youyu's fingertip lightly touched the bracelet, recalling something, a smile rose on her face, "Isn't this the one Aunt Shen always wore? I've never seen her take it off!"

Jiang Liangjin hadn't expected it to be this bracelet; it was what his grandmother passed down to Shen Ningmu back then, a Jiang family rule: only passed to women, not men.

Moreover, the last time Shen Ningmu returned, he saw her wearing it on her wrist; how did it end up in the box in the blink of an eye?

Jiang Liangjin's motion paused; he picked up the bracelet, didn't mention its origin, the corner of his mouth slightly curved, "Maybe he thought it suited you."

Shen Ningmu had long hoped to find a suitable little girl to inherit it; earlier he had already wanted to give it to Youbao.

But Jiang Su said to wait a few more years.

Now, however, it has let him send it over.

He brought the bracelet near her wrist; the icy cool jade touched her skin, and Mu Youyu instinctively shrank her hand back.

Jiang Liangjin's fingertip paused as well, but he didn't withdraw his hand; instead he lightly rubbed the inside of her wrist with his pad, as if soothing her, "Try?"

Her wrist is slender, even finer than Shen Ningmu's, yet the bracelet's opening can still catch and stay on, not slipping off.

Mu Youyu secretly glanced at him; the youth's ear tips were tinged with faint pink, mismatched with his overall demeanor, his hand gripping the bracelet, his breathing also softened.

She hesitated, then reached out; her wrist lifted just enough, and the jade slid down her hand to rest precisely on the wrist bone, cool and refreshing.

"Does it look good?" Mu Youyu turned her wrist slightly, a fresh sweetness appearing on her face.

He didn't look at the bracelet, merely lifted his gaze to her obedient brows and eyes, brushed a few stray hairs at her temples, his voice betraying a smile: "Looks good."