Do you want me to stay?

  Tang Jiji stayed at the Shen's house for another two days, and the reason was that Mrs. Shen would find all sorts of excuses to keep Tang Jiji from leaving. There were big and small reasons, all kinds of trivial matters.

  "Ji Ji, Aunt Bei wants to go to Fu Zi Miao with you. You're going to Germany later and Aunt Bei won't be able to take you anywhere else, so..."

  "Ji, do you still remember Beiyi and that Western-style cake shop on Xijie Street that you liked to go to the most? How about we go there now?"

  ……

  "Actually, in two days it will be Ah Jue's birthday, so are you...?" Mother Shen said and finally got to the point, smiling as she finished speaking and left Tang Ji Ji stunned in the room.

  Tang Jiji patted his own head and said: "Tang Jiji, don't be stupid. Have you forgotten that all the gifts you sent before were ridiculed by him?"

  When Tang Ji was 12 years old, her parents had not yet divorced, and Ji Chuqu was still a loving older brother. Ji Chuqu and Shen Nanxiao had been inseparable since childhood, and were known as "sworn brothers". On the eve of Shen Nanxiao's birthday, Ji Chuqu told Tang Ji to prepare a gift, and Tang Ji, being innocent and harmless at the time, obediently prepared a gift.

  On the day of unpacking gifts, Shen Nanxiao, who had unpacked countless big and small precious gifts, was met with a burst of laughter and teasing from the ladies of various wealthy families when he opened the last gift from Tang Jiji.

  The gift that Tang Jiji prepared was a ceramic piece that she had worked hard on for several days and nights, a vividly lifelike young Shen Nanxiu, wearing a handsome prince's outfit, with a big hat on his head, as if he were the prince from fairy tales who would awaken Sleeping Beauty, or perhaps, the knight who would rescue the maiden from the ivory tower. In short, it was Tang Jiji's twelve-year-old fantasy, and Shen Nanxiu at that time was indeed like a prince who had walked out of a fairy tale, the object of secret admiration and adoration for all the girls.

  The moment the gift was opened, it turned out to be a small mud figurine that was almost melting away. This was because Tang Jiji had made it for the first time and didn't handle the packaging properly, resulting in something that looked like an amorphous lump of mud to everyone's eyes. The almost-melting-away mud figurine got Shen Nanxiao covered in mud, and he naturally couldn't resist teasing her: "Tang Jiji, your gift really surprised me." His tone was biting.

  Tang Jiji got angry, grabbed the mud man in his hand and threw it at his face: "Shen Nanxian! I'll never give you a gift again!" After that, he ran to the birthday party with his legs spread apart. From then on, Tang Jiji really didn't give him any more gifts.

  As she recalled this, Tang Jiji felt depressed. She paced back and forth in the room, finally pulling out a bunch of clothes that had been stuffed in her luggage and hanging them on the balcony to dry. In fact, Tang Jiji knew that Shen Nan was still quite good to her, and during the few days she had borrowed to stay at the Shen's house due to various reasons, he had specially arranged this room according to her preferences.

  Tang Jiji is now poor and white, with the only source of income being her online store that she opened with Jian Yun half a year ago. The main business is reselling her high-end clothes, accessories, and bags from before, as well as Jian Yun's agency for new monthly clothing releases. Originally, it was meant to be a way for them to earn money after graduating from high school to support their studies in Germany, but now Tang Jiji feels that this has become her only lifeline, which is truly ironic.

  A large pile of clothes stuffed in the suitcase for a long time was not a good thing for Tang Jiji, who had obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness. As she hung up her dresses one by one on the clothes rack, she couldn't help but take out her phone and call Jian Wei.

  "Hey... Jian Qi, what's a good gift to give to boys?"

  "Huh? Oh, is it for Shen Nanxiao's birthday or something? Hmm, hmm..." Jian Qian said slowly and lazily, laughing strangely for a long time.

  "Speak up quickly!"

  "You can give him a Zippo lighter, tie, watch, leather wallet... all of these are fine, and I have them in stock too. I'll give them to you for free, so you won't waste your money." Jian Yun was always calculating meticulously at every moment.

  "I know you're vulgar, can't you just not be vulgar for once?" Tang Jiji rolled her eyes and was speechless. As she hung up another piece of clothing, she turned around to see Shen Nanxiao walking over.

  She hastily said she wanted to hang up the phone, and Jian Yun's voice faintly came over: "Tang Jiji, you really don't know that what Shen Nanxiao wants most is for you to stay?"