"Never mind, mom, let's go home."
"Then mom will buy you a new one tomorrow."
"No need, let's go."
Ye Shiyu shook her head, ready to leave, and Ye Lan looked helplessly at Yan Huan standing beside him, wondering,
"Your sister's temper is even bigger today than before. Earlier, even if she couldn't find something, she wouldn't get so angry..."
Yan Huan kept staring at her back, not knowing what he was thinking.
...
...
The day's cheerful atmosphere inevitably soured with such an ending, even in the taxi the mood became more silent.
When they got home, Ye Lan and Ye Shiyu went upstairs to rest, while Aunt Chen in the first-floor laundry room, prepared to wash the clothes the driver had brought back.
Seeing this, Yan Huan was a bit curious.
Ye Shiyu had already put name tags on them, how would they handle washing?
After observing, he noticed that Aunt Chen would first remove the name tags.
Aunt Chen noticed his interest and explained,
"These name tags are temporary; she'll sew her own names on them later. Shiyu is very skilled in needlework. Previously, the lady hired a very skilled tailor to teach her..."
While sorting Ye Shiyu's clothes, preparing to put them into a separate washing machine for washing, Aunt Chen continued,
"Shiyu also made the clothes on the dolls in her room herself. Oh, Xiao Huan, you haven't seen them yet, have you? Let Shiyu take you to see them tomorrow..."
"Sure, if there's a chance."
Yan Huan smiled and made a few perfunctory remarks, but he actually thought it was unlikely that Ye Shiyu would agree.
Previously, the outer garment she wore was only because he had touched it; she would never wear it again. Among the clothes given to Aunt Chen for washing, he didn't see that garment...
She really disliked others touching her stuff.
At least for outsiders like Yan Huan, but not for Aunt Chen and Ye Lan.
Aunt Chen could wash her clothes; previously, the garment Ye Lan wore was also Ye Shiyu's...
Thinking about this, Yan Huan also went back to his room to rest.
"There's milk in the kitchen, Xiao Huan, remember to take it up to drink."
"Okay, thanks Aunt Chen."
With the milk, Yan Huan went up to his room on the second floor.
Turning on the light, a black cat was already sitting gracefully on the sofa.
"Meow~"
"Miao."
"You're back; how was today?"
After setting down the milk, Yan Huan slumped tiredly onto the sofa, causing a vibration, but because Miao was quite fat, it remained unfazed.
"What else could it be; just like that."
Turning his head, Miao had already jumped onto him, looking at him and asking,
"Did something happen?"
"Well, how should I put it..."
Just as he was about to say something, Yan Huan suddenly changed his expression.
He quickly went to the door and locked it.
"Click."
Having done this, he relaxed a bit and came back to lie down on the sofa again.
Drinking the milk, looking at the black cat tilting its head, he asked,
"Miao, what do you think... What's the connection between dolls and jellyfish?"
"Is this a riddle?"
"It's Ye Shiyu; her modifier's favorite things. One is dolls, and another is jellyfish. Is there any connection there?"
Miao tilted its head and asked,
"Is there?"
"Am I asking you or are you asking me?"
"But, humans like complex things, don't they? The things they like might not necessarily be connected."
Yan Huan drank up the milk, sighed, and said,
"She's not normal; her fondness for dolls and jellyfish has clearly gone beyond that of usual objects. So it always feels like there's some reason... Also, today's visit felt weird, like there was a ghost or something."
Ye Shiyu's thing suddenly went missing, Ye Lan said, she's very careful with her belongings, seldom loses anything, Shiyu herself also felt she hadn't opened the bag.
But the jellyfish keychain mysteriously disappeared.
Though it might still be at the Oceanarium, it still feels not quite right.
This day...
Ye Shiyu's liking dolls and jellyfish.
The mysteriously lost jellyfish keychain and her suddenly strange rage.
Both items and her reactions, as unrelated as basketballs and chickens.
Though seemingly unrelated, if you connect them, vaguely, it feels like you can glimpse a strange silhouette wearing overalls...
Probably that kind of feeling.
Just then, Yan Huan suddenly thought of something, picked up his phone and took a photo of Miao next to him.
"Click."
The cute Miao was captured, recorded by the camera; Yan Huan opened plane, and sent it to the Vice President Sakuragi, whose profile picture was a white cat.
Sent a "This is today's friend fee" emoticon, then Yan Huan typed and asked,
"Vice President Sakuragi, are you free now? I have something I'd like to ask."
Vice President Sakuragi is a cat lover and knowledgeable about this topic, usually, inquiries to her yield some insights.
After a few minutes, the display on the other end changed to "The other party is typing", then, Yan Huan's phone screen went black, showing an incoming call display.
Yan Huan put on his Bluetooth earphones and clicked to answer.
He smiled and asked the person on the phone,
"Cute, isn't it, the kitten?"
"Yes, very cute. Is this a cat raised by President's auntie?"
The female voice on the other end came softly and smoothly like silk.
"No, it's a stray cat I found recently; I'm taking care of it right now. I named it Miao."
Miao beside him yawned hugely hearing this.
"I see... "
Sakuragi Hitomi didn't comment on the name Yan Huan picked but guessed what Yan Huan wanted to discuss next,