Chang Li’s father directly placed his hand on the man’s shoulder. “Brother, you can’t refuse this. When the time comes, bring sister-in-law along—we families should get together properly. And we can also taste the pickled radish she made again.”
“My kid brought some home once. The moment I tasted it, I couldn’t forget it. If it weren’t for the college entrance exam coming up, I’d have already driven over myself to get more.”
Hearing this, the man quickly waved his hand. “No need for you to go personally. If you like it, I’ll have Shuangshuang bring you a whole jar.”
“Well then, Brother Chang, you’ve got to give us a good price when the time comes—so our Shuangshuang can have enough money for college expenses.”
Si Qiu’s mother, Song Qian, said half-jokingly.
“That goes without saying! When I do business, I’ve always been fair to everyone—what I value most is loyalty!” Chang Li’s father patted his chest loudly as he spoke.
Seeing her father like this, Chang Li felt a bit embarrassed. “Alright, Dad, let’s head back. Mom’s alone at home—who knows how busy she is.”
The sun at that time was indeed scorching, so no one said much more. Still, Chang Li’s father enthusiastically loaded Tian Shuang’s luggage into his car, planning to drive them to the bus station.
Si Qiu sat in the front passenger seat, the window rolled halfway down, staring blankly outside. Her melancholic expression made Madam Song roll her eyes repeatedly.
In the end, she pulled out a pack of tissues and tossed it into Si Qiu’s lap. “I’m telling you, that’s enough. Back when your dad cheated and we got divorced, I didn’t act like you—crying as if I wanted to die.”
“And if this were your first love, I could understand. But in just this one semester, you’ve already had three breakups. What’s there to cry about?”
“They say women are made of water—but you must be made of seawater. Endless, inexhaustible.”
Si Qiu pulled out a tissue and blew her nose hard. “What kind of mother talks like that? Can’t you see how heartbroken I am?”
“Heartbroken? Since you were little, every relationship you’ve had ended in heartbreak. One relationship, one heartbreak. Your heart is like a leaky sieve now—no resistance whatsoever.”
Song Qian was truly at her wits’ end. Her daughter was beautiful and academically excellent—but she was hopelessly love-brained. Every time she fell in love, she threw herself into it completely, only to get dumped. Then she would act like the world was ending.
After that, she’d quickly find a new boyfriend to heal her wounded heart… only to repeat the same cycle—like an endless loop.
Last year, she cried so hard once that she nearly fainted. Song Qian had even called her father, Si Yanan, asking him to use his connections to find a renowned traditional Chinese doctor to check on their daughter.
The old doctor said her body was in excellent condition. After Song Qian explained everything in detail, the doctor stroked his beard and said, “She’s young and likes to play. She’ll grow out of it.”
Seeing that Song Qian was still worried, he even checked the girl’s birth chart and told her, “She’s destined for wealth and an easy life. She just has a bit too much romantic luck—but it’s fine, she’ll handle it herself. It won’t affect anything.”
Song Qian, who had received years of proletarian education and worked in public security for over a decade, almost started believing in this kind of thing—just thinking about it showed how speechless Si Qiu made her.
Seeing her still shedding tears, Song Qian had no choice but to ask, “Tell me, what will make you feel better? You’ve got a day off tomorrow, and the exam is the day after. Don’t let this affect you—this is something that concerns your whole future.”
“I’ll be fine. I’ll feel better after resting tonight. Don’t worry—I won’t let it affect the exam.”
Si Qiu had no choice. She felt like she was reading a tragic romance novel—she understood everything rationally, but she just couldn’t stop herself from empathizing and feeling miserable.
Even when she was in a relationship, although rationally she knew she didn’t love that deeply, she still couldn’t help but follow her emotions and experience all the bittersweet ups and downs.
So to outsiders, it looked like she loved with all her heart—and when they broke up, she cried just as intensely. Just like that, the “love-brained” label was firmly welded onto her.
She knew this was because of her persona, so she stopped resisting it. Anyway, she had the confidence to back herself up, so she might as well wholeheartedly enjoy the messy sweetness of being in love.
“Alright, I’ll take you to that massage place. People from our bureau go there all the time—their skills are pretty good. You can relax a bit.”
Song Qian was a criminal police officer. She hadn’t been transferred to the capital yet because she was staying in her registered hometown to take the exam.
“So, have you decided on your university? Going to your dad’s place?”
“Yeah. I already discussed it with my dad, as well as my grandparents. I’ll study there.” Si Qiu fiddled with the little plush toy hanging from her backpack strap.
“Alright, as long as you’ve decided. Your aunt is planning to introduce some advanced equipment into her beauty salon. After your college entrance exam, she said she’s going abroad for a trip. Do you want to go with her?”
“We’ll see when the time comes. If I don’t have a new relationship by then, I’ll go out and have some fun with you.”
That remark made Officer Song roll her eyes again. “Don’t say that in front of your grandparents or your uncle.”
The Song family had been police officers for three generations—even her aunt-in-law was a forensic doctor. The whole family could only sigh at her “love-brained” tendencies.
On the night the college entrance exams ended, the four families gathered together for a meal. Tian Shuang’s parents came as well. Their whole family lived on a construction site, earning hard-earned money, and still had to send part of it back home to support the elderly.
Chang Li’s family ran a hotpot restaurant. Thanks to good business, they had already opened four branches, and their living conditions were quite comfortable.
Xu Duo’s father worked in the government, and her mother was a piano teacher—the whole family looked refined and scholarly.
“My daughter insists on going to the capital for university. She’s a good student, so we can’t really stop her. If she wants to go, then she goes—but she’s still a girl, going so far away… we just can’t help but worry.”
Xu Duo’s father sighed. The smile that had been on his face was now tinged with concern.
“Exactly. All of them agreed to go together. Mine’s the same—aiming high, wants to get into Tsinghua. Her mother is even thinking that if necessary, we’ll open a shop in the capital too. We only have this one child—if we don’t take care of her, we just won’t feel at ease.”
Chang Li’s father put down his drink and sighed along with him.
“That’s right—we already agreed that all four of us are going to Q University.” Chang Li wrapped an arm around Tian Shuang’s shoulder.
“If you have some spare money, you could consider buying a place near the university. First, it’ll be convenient for the kids to live in, and second, it’s also a form of investment. After all, it’s the capital—the development there is very fast.”
Song Qian said this while placing food onto Si Qiu’s plate.
“But buying a house in the capital must cost a lot, right?” Tian Shuang’s parents couldn’t help but ask.
“Yeah. You probably know that Qiuqiu’s dad is over there. Housing prices have been steadily rising over the past couple of years, and I think there’s still a lot of room for growth. Even if you take out a bank loan for a down payment and buy a smaller place, it’s still worth it.”
“A loan? That…” As soon as Tian Shuang’s parents heard about borrowing money, they immediately dropped the idea.
The other two families, however, were quite interested and began asking for more details.

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