I Have Decided to Go Look for My Father

Gu Xi noticed that the two of them seemed to know each other.

When the two of them started chatting among themselves, Gu Shao logged out of the group chat and got ready for bed.

As for the meeting that 3A had mentioned, Gu Xi had decided against it after some thought.

She worried that they would find out that she was just a noob who hasn’t even graduated high school yet and didn’t want her on their team.

That being said, Gu Nian started planning in her head that she needed to bring up her level of technicality. Ideally, she would be able to get her hands on some professional books or sit in some courses and learn them in a systematic manner.

Gu Xi had fallen asleep as she contemplated.

On the other side, inside the study, Gu Shao were reading the documents on Gu Xi.

***

At this very moment, Gu Shao had, in his hand, another essay by Gu Xi.

It was an essay for the mid-term examination. This one, along with those from a few other students, were selected by the school as samples for the others.

The title was “Home”.

Gu Shao looked at the title for a few seconds before he continued to read the content.

It was still her neat and feminine handwriting with a few paragraphs in the middle that attracted his attention.

“Dad is quiet and study. He doesn’t talk much normally but he loves every one at home very much. He would come to my defense immediately when I made mistakes; bring home the cake that I like on his way home from work every day; he would leave his work behind and come celebrate my birthday, he had never missed one of my birthdays nor had he ever missed any of my performances; he would praise me every time I win an award and also… …

“My mom’s love has always been delicate and tender. She would take care of me, always; stay by me at night when I am ill; be the first to stand in front of me when I was bullied… …

“Then there’s my grandma [paternal] and grandmother [maternal]… …”

It was a very simple essay on her family and the happiness between the words and lines were infectious.

Except that… …

Gu Shao frowned and his hand that was holding onto the essay tightened a little.

From the timeline, he was obviously not the “Dad” mentioned in the essay.

Nor was she talking about anyone from the Lin family.

Or that Gu Xi was merely writing how “Mom and Dad” were supposed to be like from Lin Anxin’s perspective. They were merely the “home” in her imagination and one that she would like to have.

***

Gu Xi was taken to school by Gu Shao again the next day.

On her way to school, Gu Xi was on her phone.

After she had expressed interest in teaming up with [AAA], he had sent over several GB worth of information. Allegedly they were information on the winning designs for the last few years that he had spent a lot of time in putting together.

Right at this moment, [AAA] was describing each and every single one to her one at a time.

***

Next to her, Gu Shao’s look turned solemn when he noticed that Gu Xi had been staring at her cellphone.

“Don’t read on your cellphone in the car,” said Gu Shao.

Over the last few days, Gu Xi had somewhat gotten used to Gu Shao’s solemnness and would not get as nervous as she used to. She still, however, stuck her tongue out and put her phone away docilely after he had said that.

Gu Shao looked away from her upon seeing that.

After a little while, Gu Shao asked suddenly, “You wanted to join NTN Technology Center?”

Gu Nian, “! ! !”

That came to her as a shock.

–– Gu Shao had found out? He read that essay of her?

Gu Xi’s face froze. Had there been a hole on the bottom of the car, she very much would like to crawl inside and bury herself in there.

There was nothing wrong with the essay. It was just… … too embarrassing.

Gu Xi couldn’t quite describe why she felt that way. It sort of felt like a child writing something to the effect of “I love Mommy and Daddy”, “My Dad is so might”, or “My Mom is so pretty”, etc. and didn’t think anything would find out but later on discovered that their parents had been “checking” on their diaries every day.

Or that they had been texting their idols every day thinking that they would not read them at all but just to say them to make themselves feel better and, lo and behold, the idol replied to them one day… …