Labor Sister

It was night.

A peaceful night at Ye Shuang's home. The only sound in the room at this moment was the faint sound of breathing. Through the gap in the half-drawn curtains, moonlight seeped in, casting speckled light onto the bed and causing the long-haired girl to slightly tighten her grip on the arm of the person beside her.

On the bed, Bai Yuyou was snuggled up next to Ye Shuang, while Yezi was sleeping behind Bai Yuyou. Due to their height differences, they looked like a large, medium, and small set.

Ye Shuang and Bai Yuyou were both fast asleep, but Yezi slowly sat up in the dappled moonlight. She wasn't getting up to do anything; she just sat there, watching the sleeping Ye Shuang and Bai Yuyou.

A trace of confusion flashed through Yezi's eyes from time to time, but she quickly regained her clarity. It was as if her memories were as fragmented as a broken mirror, allowing her to catch only glimpses from the shards.

"Daddy..." Yezi muttered as she looked at the sleeping Ye Shuang. Just then, a window appeared once again, drawing Yezi's attention.

[Oi, you really can see me, can't you?]

[There is absolutely no trace of your existence in the imported data. You aren't a virus, are you?]

[It was already halfway done...]

But confusion soon appeared in Yezi's eyes, and she started playing with her own fingers.

The window flickered, but was immediately interrupted by a voice. "Hmm? Yezi, why are you sitting up instead of sleeping?"

The slightly tired voice sounded. Yezi looked up to find Ye Shuang looking at her. He yawned and asked, "Can you not sleep because the three of us are squished together?"

"Daddy, I want to go to the bathroom," Yezi said.

"I see..."

Ye Shuang said, and soon fell back into a deep sleep.

Yezi looked at Ye Shuang once more, then got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

It was as if nothing had happened, until the horizon turned a milky white. A new day seemed to have simply arrived.

Morning, cloudy.

Ye Shuang got up early to prepare breakfast. He didn't have to go to the company today, so he planned to take Yezi directly to the school infirmary to spend the day.

"School," Yezi said.

"Right. Yezi, where did you go to school before?" Ye Shuang asked casually, though he actually wanted to see if Yezi could provide any information about her background. Obviously, Yezi just shook her head again.

"It's fine," Ye Shuang smiled.

After breakfast, Ye Shuang drove, planning to take Yezi and Yuyou to school together. After all, the weather forecast said it might rain later, so taking the car was more reliable.

"Brother, we still have to pick up Taozi," Tang Keke reminded Ye Shuang from her seat.

"Yeah, I know." Taozi had been going to school with Yuyou recently, so Ye Shuang naturally wouldn't forget this.

...

On the street, Taozi had bought a steamed bun as usual and was waiting. When she saw the Maybach, she reached out her hand to wave.

The car door opened, and Yuyou's voice rang out, "Taozi, good morning."

"Good morning, Yuyou. I was thinking about walking," Taozi said, then looked at Ye Shuang in the driver's seat. "Brother Ye, thanks for your trouble."

"I was heading to the academy anyway, it's no trouble at all," Ye Shuang smiled.

After sitting down, Taozi noticed little Yezi's presence. She knew Ye Shuang had taken in a child, but seeing Yezi, she looked a bit surprised. "What a cute child, so fair and clean."

Yezi just looked at Taozi without speaking, as if recalling something.

"Is there something weird on my face?" Taozi blinked.

"Yezi might be a little shy," Keke giggled.

"The sister in prison..." Yezi suddenly murmured softly.

"What sister in labor?" Taozi didn't hear clearly, but asked curiously anyway.

Yezi didn't speak, but instead took a deep look at Tang Keke.

"What's wrong, little Yezi?" Tang Keke reached out and pinched Yezi's little face.

Yezi let out soft whimpering sounds.

...

The drive to school was actually very fast. After routinely sliding the car between two other vehicles, Ye Shuang parked and turned off the engine. "We're here. I'll take little Yezi to the infirmary in a bit, you guys behave in class."

"Brother, all our morning classes are in large lecture halls. Can we sneak little Yezi in?" Tang Keke raised her hand.

"Better not," Ye Shuang said. After all, bringing a child to a lecture would likely catch the teacher's attention immediately, even in a crowd.

"It's really not a good idea, and little Yezi wouldn't understand anyway," Taozi chimed in, supporting Ye Shuang's decision.

"It doesn't matter, it's called getting a head start on learning," Tang Keke said very seriously.

"Keke doesn't even listen to the lectures herself," Bai Yuyou said from the side, as if stabbing Keke right in the heart.

"Alright, I'm taking Yezi to the infirmary." After locking the car, Ye Shuang held little Yezi's hand and left.

Seeing the retreating figures of Ye Shuang and Yezi, Taozi suddenly said, "Do you guys think Yezi looks a bit like Brother Ye?"

"Now that you mention it, I get that feeling too," Keke agreed.

"My daughter," Bai Yuyou said.

"Uh..."

...

After leaving the garage, Ye Shuang holding little Yezi's hand attracted quite a bit of attention. The students in this area all knew Ye Shuang, so while greeting him, they also looked curiously at the little girl whose hand he was holding.

"School Doctor Ye, is this your daughter?" some of the students who were more familiar with him asked curiously.

Some students even stopped in their tracks, unable to resist reaching out to pinch Yezi's cute little cheeks.

However, in response to such questions, Ye Shuang just smiled and brushed them off. Even though Yezi called him Daddy, if these students found out, who knew what weird rumors would spread.

"Ah, good morning, Teacher Ye." A familiar figure walked over from a distance, and Ye Shuang took a look.

An acquaintance, Teacher Chen who loved to fart.

"Eh, you... this little child is so cute, is she your daughter?" Chen Yue spotted little Yezi at a glance and greeted her curiously.

"Hello there, little one."

"Hello." Yezi greeted Chen Yue back. Her adorable appearance made Chen Yue unable to resist reaching out to pat her head.

"It's a long story, but I've been taking care of this child recently." Ye Shuang didn't tell Chen Yue too much about little Yezi. Seeing that she was holding quite a few things, he asked, "What are these documents for?"

"Oh, just some safety education promotional materials. Hasn't public security been a bit poor lately? The higher-ups asked us to give the students some safety education classes. Teacher Ye, you have them too, right?"

"Me?" Ye Shuang was stunned. He wasn't substituting for any classes, so why would he have them?

"Yes, I heard the school doctor has to go teach adult science education classes," Chen Yue said.

Ye Shuang: "..."

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