“I’ll go with A Yin. But,” Li Shiyi glanced at Song Shijiu, “only after two days.” With Song Shijiu’s state of growth, she’d be an adult in only a few days, but her figure wouldn’t undergo too large a change, and she wouldn’t have to prepare as many clothes. But Song Shijiu shot her an anxious look, lowering her head, aggrieved. Li Shiyi, not understanding, looked at her, and she curled her fingers into a fist and hit the back of Li Shiyi’s hand, still not speaking. Only after seeing A Chun off, and exchanging a few sentences with A Yin, did Li Shiyi finally lead Song Shijiu back home. Song Shijiu, in a rare form, didn’t clamour to try and lead her, only silently shuffling her shoes from behind, carefully pushing the toes of her shoes as she walked. Li Shiyi turned to look at her, and she wanted to speak but hesitated, and Song Shijiu said in a quiet voice, “Don’t you want to say that I’m big now and don’t need to be led?” Li Shiyi was astonished, and her brows rose for a good few minu