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“Hah, what can they even teach us? Aren’t they mere flowers only?” Han Zixin answered.

An Xiulan sighed as she looked at those flowers again. “Everything and everyone in the universe teaches us something. It’s mood, experience and time that define what kind of lesson someone or something is there to teach us. For instance, these flowers are teaching me how some things are just inevitable. No matter how much you avoid them, they are meant to catch up with you. No one planted these wildflowers here, but they are still here, blooming beautifully and scattering happiness to everyone through wild beauty.”

She had been trying to not let her past life catch up to her present life. She wanted to keep the original host separate from herself but she realised that it wasn’t possible. Lu Xuan’s outburst reminded her of how she was his sister, no matter how much she wanted to run away from this fact.

Like these wildflowers that didn’t need anyone to plant them, the relationship between her and Lu Xuan didn’t need anyone to come into effect, it was capable of its own. She was Lu Xuan’s sister and she had to accept all the relationships and responsibilities that came with occupying this body.

She couldn’t tell anyone that the original host had died and she was a transmigrator from a different era. If she said something like this, she was sure that she would be sent to a mental asylum this time.

Han Zixin looked at those wildflowers and a bitter smile tugged on his lips. Wasn’t he like these wildflowers too? Unwanted and unplanted. He was never wanted by his parents either. She learned a lesson from these flowers while he saw meaning in them.

“Were you serious about therapy? Or were you just pissing your brother off?” Han Zixin asked her._.

“What do you think?” An Xiulan turned to look at him and asked.

“I think both, ” Han Zixin replied. “You were serious about family therapy. And you love pissing him off. So, I guess, you were doing both.”

An Xiulan sighed. “You are right. I think my family needs therapy.”

“What could be the bigger reason than the fact that Lu Xuan believes that mom should have a boyfriend who she needs to prioritise over her children, ” An Xiulan grumbled.

“You aren’t being serious, “Han Zixin said.

“Hah, how I wish I was, ” An Xiulan muttered under her breath. “Zixin, my family is fucked up. We all are blaming each other. An Xiulan hates her father and used to think that her mom didn’t care for her. Lu Xuan hates his father with whom he lived sixteen years of his life. My mom is suppressing her real emotions behind the emotions of a mother. She thinks her children are the way they are because of her selfishness. I wonder if both my mom and her ex-husband had stayed in their marriage, what would have happened? They would have destroyed their kids and themselves. No one is ready to see this simple fact and keep on playing this blame game.”

“Who gave you this idea of a family therapist?” Han Zixin couldn’t help but ask.

She pouted and then said, “I was watching a drama where the psychologist sits in the middle of the table and all the family members around her. They began explaining their problems, resulting in shouting, screaming and emotional outbursts. However, in the end, all the suppressed feelings come out that no one wants to say out aloud and which happened to be the main reason for all the family problems.”

“Does it mean my family needs a psychologist too?” Han Zixin asked himself and then shook his head. His family was too fucked to be cured by a psychologist. The day that sperm donor of his died all problems in everyone’s life would be solved.

“Isn’t my idea amazing?” An Xiulan smiled brightly at him.

“Yeah, ” Han Zixin nodded his head. Actually, it was a pretty good idea. As long as her family got normal, he was more than happy for her.

“I’m sorry, ” He said after a while.

She turned to look at him in surprise. “What are you saying sorry for?” Suddenly, she gasped, “Tell me the truth, did you eat all my sweet stash?”

“You said you didn’t bring any sweet stash with you, ” Han Zixin narrowed his eyes with her.

An Xiulan averted her gaze in guilt. “I only bring a little.” She pulled out a popsicle from her jeans and handed him that. “You can have it.”

With his eyes still narrowed at her, he snatched the popsicle and unwrapped it to put it in his mouth. The sweetness melted in his mouth and he felt his mood getting better.

“Again, why did you say sorry to me?” An Xiulan asked once she recalled the matter again.

“I punched your brother, ” Han Zixin said in a soft voice.

“Are you sorry about punching him?” An Xiulan asked.

Han Zixin took a moment to reply, “Do you want to hear the truth or lie?”

“Lie, ” She chuckled.

“I feel so bad after punching him that I slept like a baby at night, “Han Zixin replied.

“Oh, it meant you woke up crying hours later?” An Xiulan said with a straight face while he just helplessly shook his head at her.

[Babies woke up crying after sleeping and that was what the joke was. ]

“Actually, I’m not angry with you over the matter of punching my brother, ” An Xiulan said. “Although my brother is a creature who I want to beat most of the time, I don’t like it when someone else beats him or says bad things about him. However, I can understand you too. If my best friend was on the verge of death and his sibling was the suspect, I would have done more than punching.”

“It’s good that you are not angry at me for punching him, ” Han Zixin heaved out a sigh of relief that he didn’t know he was holding.

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