The Mad Young Master Falls Asleep Every Night to My Fragrance - Chapter 84

Jiang Xu was holding Xiao Du and spinning her around.

“Dad, Mom, you’re back?” Jiang Xu exclaimed happily, spinning around in circles. “Mom, look, Sister Xiaodu let me hug her!!”

Since moving here, the boy has been incredibly excited, as if he’s back home, and spends every day after school playing with Xiaodu.

Under the constant bombardment of Jiangxu Snacks’ freeze-dried snacks, Xiaodu gradually accepted him.

The bond between the man and the dog quickly grew stronger in just a few days.

Aunt Zhang was puzzled when she saw them return: “Doesn’t Bojiang University dismiss students quite early? Why are you only coming back now?”

Jiang Youxi chuckled awkwardly, “The teacher went overtime, so we’re a little late.”

“Oh, I see. Well…” Aunt Zhang suddenly noticed something and exclaimed in surprise, “Second Young Master, what happened to your mouth? How did it get sore?”

Jiang Youxi’s pupils dilated, and she subconsciously looked at him.

He Zhuo calmly touched his lips: “It’s nothing, I just got scratched by a cat.”

“A cat? What kind of cat is so powerful that it can scratch your mouth?”

He Zhuo glanced at her, his words carrying a double meaning: “A stray cat.”

“wildcat?”

“Hmm, she’s incredibly cute and pretty, but she’s also quite wild; she likes to grab my mouth and nibble at it.”

Jiang Youxi: “…”

Jiang Youxi was so ashamed that she covered her face and quickly went upstairs.

Jiang Youxi had just finished eating and taking a shower when her phone rang.

She picked it up and saw that it was He Yunwei’s number.

She answered the phone: “Weiwei, what’s wrong?”

“Sister Xixi, after school today, I heard from Butler Su and the others that my second brother came to see my mother, saying he wanted to pay for my tutoring.” The little girl’s voice was a little nervous and sad. “Sister Xixi, does that mean… you won’t come to tutor me anymore?”

Jiang Youxi didn’t hide anything from her: “Yes, I’m sorry, Weiwei.”

The little girl shook her head: “It’s okay, Sister Xixi, you don’t need to apologize to me. This was my mother’s fault to begin with, and we should be the ones apologizing to you.”

“Sister Xixi, whether you accept it or not, I’m here to say sorry on behalf of my mother.”

The little girl’s tone was sincere and earnest, which softened one’s heart.

“It’s okay, it’s not your fault. You are you, and you don’t have to apologize to me on behalf of anyone else.”

He Yunwei sobbed, “Sister Xixi, I was really happy when you tutored me for a week. I also learned about my second brother, whom I had never met before, through you. Thank you, Sister Xixi.”

Sister Xixi did all this to support her second brother, and I can understand her decision.

“My mother said a lot of unpleasant things that day, which would upset anyone. I understand that you did this to support your second brother.”

“I also want to ease the tension between my second brother and my mother. But I’m too young. They’ve always treated me like a child. They don’t take anything I say to heart. They just think I’m being immature.”

The little girl sounded dejected; you could easily imagine her hanging her head, looking heartbroken.

Jiang Youxi gently comforted her: “Weiwei, no one stays nine years old forever. You will grow up, and one day you will be strong enough to protect your second brother.”

“Your second brother knows you’re a good kid, and he’s always known you have this intention. So don’t be sad, okay?”

Jiang Youxi chatted with her for a while, and the girl’s mood improved.

“Sister Xixi, can I come to play with you again?”

“Sure, you can come visit me anytime you have a break. I’m always welcome.”

“Okay, goodnight, Sister Xixi.”

“Good night.”

After hanging up the phone, He Zhuo returned to his bedroom having just finished his business: “Whose call was that?”

“It’s Weiwei.” Jiang Youxi truthfully explained why He Yunwei had called, “Weiwei really cares about you.”

He poured himself a glass of water, walked to the sofa, and sat down: “She has indeed been very concerned about my affairs since I was a child.”

Jiang Youxi walked over and hugged his waist: “During the tutoring period, she told me a lot about your childhood.”

What did she say?

“She said you’re very disobedient,” Jiang Youxi told her everything. “Can you tell me about you and Weiwei?”

He Zhuo put down his water glass: “When I first came back, I slept in the closet every day. The servants would come and deliver my meals on time and then leave. Nobody cared about me.”

The man spoke softly and slowly, recounting his story in a gentle, deliberate manner.

At that time, Aunt Zhang was in charge of taking care of Weiwei. She saw that He Zhuo didn’t come out every day and didn’t eat much, so she was very worried about him. She started to come and deliver meals to He Zhuo every day. After delivering the meals, she would stay and talk to He Zhuo.

Although Aunt Zhang often talks to herself, she doesn’t mind and tells him about what happened that day during her meal delivery time.

Sometimes it was conversations between her and the maid, and sometimes it was about He Yunwei.

Aunt Zhang would tell He Zhuo about He Yunwei’s growth and changes every day, like a recording camera, documenting He Yunwei’s growth process through daily narration.

Gradually, He Yunwei began to follow suit, taking advantage of the meal delivery time to talk to her brother with Aunt Zhang. Sometimes when Aunt Zhang was busy, she would sit quietly in front of the wardrobe, chattering about things she found happy and interesting.

At that time, He Yunwei was still very young and her speech was not very fluent, but every time He Zhuo woke up, he would hear a child’s voice chattering outside, making a lot of noise.

He went from not understanding anything to gradually being able to understand a few words of the little girl’s baby talk.

Until one day, the chattering sound outside the wardrobe suddenly stopped.

He Zhuo was puzzled. He was hungry, so he pushed open the wardrobe to go out and find something to eat. But as soon as he opened the door, he saw the little girl holding rice cakes in her hand. When she saw him come out, her eyes lit up, and she stumbled over and handed him the rice cakes: “Brother, I’m hungry.”

Just like the first time he met her, he said the same things and did the same things, but this time the little girl only saw unfamiliarity in his eyes.

But this time, her eyes were full of concern and joy for him.

With Aunt Zhang and He Yunwei’s daily companionship and care, He Zhuo gradually changed his habit of sleeping in the closet.

He started by moving out of the closet, gradually getting used to sleeping on the sofa, and then on the bed.

Step by step, I gradually returned to being a normal person.

Jiang Youxi’s eyes welled up with tears after hearing this. No wonder He Zhuo’s attitude towards He Yunwei was so different. Even though she was You Huilin’s daughter, he just couldn’t bring himself to hate this little girl.

It turns out that He Yunwei had deeply healed He Zhuo during his dark and painful time.

“Ah Zhuo, you’ve worked hard.”

He Zhuo was taken aback, his long eyelashes lowering as he said, “Xi Xi, it’s all in the past.”

Is it really over?

If it really is over, how could his insomnia problem still not be cured to this day?

No matter how relaxed and at ease he appears now, deep down he has never truly let go.

Or rather…

It’s not that I can’t let go.

Rather, the matter was not handled properly and did not have a satisfactory ending.

Jiang Youxi did not respond, but hugged him even tighter.

He patted her head and said, “Go to sleep early, you have class tomorrow.”

He Zhuo carried her to bed before taking a bathrobe into the bathroom to shower.

Hearing the sounds coming from the bathroom, Jiang Youxi gradually calmed down.

Many questions swirled in her mind.

For example, why did he develop a sleep disorder?

For example, those malicious text messages I saw last time.

Her mind was a mess. Just as she was about to turn over, her phone on the bedside table suddenly vibrated.

It started vibrating wildly, again and again.

Jiang Youxi frowned, got up, and picked up her phone to take a look.

One vicious text message after another, like countless vengeful ghosts, leaped out again, baring their fangs and claws.