Chapter 1.1
Taipei – Tianmu
A strain of trees along the street are not afraid of the current cold weather, braving while standing on both sides of Zhongshan North Road. The street is heavy with vehicles coinciding with the timing of getting off work. Both buildings on both sides of the road are brightly lit with warm orange light in the cold city.
Among them, is the two five-storey building across a small valley of fifty centimetres standing. Adjacent to building, on the first floor of a white-brick apartment is a dental clinic. Next to the gray European-style building that is the home to Rao Fu European-style cafes.
Coincidentally, both owners are invariably residing in both the buildings on the third floor. More coincidentally, that year, on December 25, two small lives were born into both the families.
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The dentist named the baby boy, Qing Hai. The master of baking called his baby girl, Ji Xing Yu.
The story begins here.
Song Qing Hai is the only child at home. Both parents are dentists. Both parents are busy over the weekdays at work. In order to avoid their son growing up being cold, mother Song specially arranged for a small reading room in the clinic. The shelves are filled with all kinds of children books for her son.
Forgot which day was it, a pair of beautiful eyes of the little girl suddenly broke into his little world.
“What is this?” The small finger taped the picture. And she looked straight at him.
“Adults with the villain.” Qing Hai answer un-enthusiastically. Even if he did, she would not understand the article that describe giant and dwarf. So he cut straight to the point.
“Hmmmmm.” The little girl nodded nervously while her eyes sparkle with excitement. “I know. I am an adult and you are a villain.”
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Qing Hai frowned and said with a very unhappy tone: “Don’t talk nonsense!”
The little girl is puzzled and stared at Qing Hai for a moment. “But you obviously look younger than me. Just now your mother said that to my mother.”
Qing Hai kept quiet.
“Turn the page. I have finished reading this page.”
The little girl extended her hand wanting to turn the page. But the damaged self-esteem Qing Hai jumped from the chair.
“Who wants you to read my book!” He blushed while shouting at the girl. Then he turned around and ran out of the clinic. He ran back upstairs into his room.
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Perhaps because of the relatively slow development, comparing with the other children of the same age, Qing Hai is much smaller in build. Therefore, at a very young age, although he did not know inferiority, but subconsciously, he hate people saying that he is smaller.
“Qing Hai! Are you there?”
A light cries from the window. Qing Hai hesitated for a while. And then he climb the desk and stuck his head out of the window.
He had known that the gray wall has a window. But he did not know that the original voice across from the window is the little girl from earlier.
“Wait! You listen to me. I really did not mean anything earlier. I am sorry.” Seeing that Qing Hai is turning to leave, the little girl quickly called out to him. “I really mean it. Can you please open the window?”
Qing Hai looked suspiciously at her.
“Just for a little while. What are you afraid of?”
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“Who is afraid?” He pushed the window.
Seeing that the window is opened, the little girl happily open her own windows.
“Take this!”
She toss a bag across the window. Qing Hai successfully catch it.
It is a bag of chocolate biscuits with transparent plastic bags tied with a blue ribbon.
“A gift for you. This is baked by my father. Very nice to eat oh.” The little girl stood with both her hands on the window, grinning cutely.
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With the biscuits in his hand, Qing Hai soften his attitude, although the expression on his face is still cool.
“My name is Ji Xing Yu. Xing as in the star. Yu as in the language. Can we be friends?” Xing Yu smiled with two curved joints and a glowing healthy rosy cheeks while exposing two rows of white teeth.
Naturally, she left a deep impression in Qing Hai’s heart.
Chapter 1.1
Taipei – Tianmu
A strain of trees along the street are not afraid of the current cold weather, braving while standing on both sides of Zhongshan North Road. The street is heavy with vehicles coinciding with the timing of getting off work. Both buildings on both sides of the road are brightly lit with warm orange light in the cold city.
Among them, is the two five-storey building across a small valley of fifty centimetres standing. Adjacent to building, on the first floor of a white-brick apartment is a dental clinic. Next to the gray European-style building that is the home to Rao Fu European-style cafes.
Coincidentally, both owners are invariably residing in both the buildings on the third floor. More coincidentally, that year, on December 25, two small lives were born into both the families.
Translated for tinkerbellsan.wordpress.com. If you are not reading this from tinkerbellsan.wordpress.com, then this translation has been posted without the permission of the translator.
The dentist named the baby boy, Qing Hai. The master of baking called his baby girl, Ji Xing Yu.
The story begins here.
Song Qing Hai is the only child at home. Both parents are dentists. Both parents are busy over the weekdays at work. In order to avoid their son growing up being cold, mother Song specially arranged for a small reading room in the clinic. The shelves are filled with all kinds of children books for her son.
Forgot which day was it, a pair of beautiful eyes of the little girl suddenly broke into his little world.
“What is this?” The small finger taped the picture. And she looked straight at him.
“Adults with the villain.” Qing Hai answer un-enthusiastically. Even if he did, she would not understand the article that describe giant and dwarf. So he cut straight to the point.
“Hmmmmm.” The little girl nodded nervously while her eyes sparkle with excitement. “I know. I am an adult and you are a villain.”
Translated for tinkerbellsan.wordpress.com. If you are not reading this from tinkerbellsan.wordpress.com, then this translation has been posted without the permission of the translator.
Qing Hai frowned and said with a very unhappy tone: “Don’t talk nonsense!”
The little girl is puzzled and stared at Qing Hai for a moment. “But you obviously look younger than me. Just now your mother said that to my mother.”
Qing Hai kept quiet.
“Turn the page. I have finished reading this page.”
The little girl extended her hand wanting to turn the page. But the damaged self-esteem Qing Hai jumped from the chair.
“Who wants you to read my book!” He blushed while shouting at the girl. Then he turned around and ran out of the clinic. He ran back upstairs into his room.
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Perhaps because of the relatively slow development, comparing with the other children of the same age, Qing Hai is much smaller in build. Therefore, at a very young age, although he did not know inferiority, but subconsciously, he hate people saying that he is smaller.
“Qing Hai! Are you there?”
A light cries from the window. Qing Hai hesitated for a while. And then he climb the desk and stuck his head out of the window.
He had known that the gray wall has a window. But he did not know that the original voice across from the window is the little girl from earlier.
“Wait! You listen to me. I really did not mean anything earlier. I am sorry.” Seeing that Qing Hai is turning to leave, the little girl quickly called out to him. “I really mean it. Can you please open the window?”
Qing Hai looked suspiciously at her.
“Just for a little while. What are you afraid of?”
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“Who is afraid?” He pushed the window.
Seeing that the window is opened, the little girl happily open her own windows.
“Take this!”
She toss a bag across the window. Qing Hai successfully catch it.
It is a bag of chocolate biscuits with transparent plastic bags tied with a blue ribbon.
“A gift for you. This is baked by my father. Very nice to eat oh.” The little girl stood with both her hands on the window, grinning cutely.
Translated for tinkerbellsan.wordpress.com. If you are not reading this from tinkerbellsan.wordpress.com, then this translation has been posted without the permission of the translator.
With the biscuits in his hand, Qing Hai soften his attitude, although the expression on his face is still cool.
“My name is Ji Xing Yu. Xing as in the star. Yu as in the language. Can we be friends?” Xing Yu smiled with two curved joints and a glowing healthy rosy cheeks while exposing two rows of white teeth.
Naturally, she left a deep impression in Qing Hai’s heart.
