He is a sickly Cinderella

Chapter 84 [083] I'll compensate you

After nearly a month of painstaking polishing, the transparent raw stone was finally polished into a very round piece of white jade.

Jadeware has an auspicious air, and the word "rui" in ancient times represented good fortune and also meant destiny.

An Yeran attached great importance to this year's birthday. Fifteen was the age when men were required to wear a veil, which was the year of adulthood in ancient times. She originally wanted to give Lu Xiu a big gift when he turned eighteen, but later found that it was impossible.

She would die before Lu Xiu turned 18.

So she brought forward the gift three years and gave it to him this year.

Grandpa Zhang took out a red silk thread and taught An Yeran to use a puncher to make a small hole in the white jade and then pass the silk thread through it.

"I have a box here that's the right size. You can use it to put the jade in." Grandpa Zhang said.

An Yeran took the box and said, "Thank you, Grandpa."

The box is square and red, just big enough to hold the jade.

I worked overtime these days and finally got this thing done.

An Yeran wiped his sweat, packed up all the machines with Grandpa Zhang, and left Grandpa Zhang's house.

There was a small cake shop in the middle of the alley. She had said before that she would bring some cakes for Lu Xiu, so she went there to buy some.

It is now 11 o'clock in the evening, and I don't know if Cinderella's brother is asleep.

An Yeran took out the key and opened the door carefully.

The living room was quiet and dark. There was no light in Lu Xiu's room either. It seemed that he had really fallen asleep.

She quietly closed the door, placed the cake on the table, and then hid the box in the TV cabinet. They basically never opened that cabinet because there was nothing in it, so it was thought to be safer.

After doing all this, An Yeran stretched himself and was sweating after working for a while.

You need to take a shower.

The pajamas were washed yesterday and were hanging on the balcony. She took the pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a quick shower.

By the time I finished blow-drying my hair, it was almost twelve o'clock.

An Yeran threw the dirty clothes into the washing machine, planning to wash them when he had time tomorrow.

Back in the bedroom, she was too lazy to turn on the light and went straight to bed in the dark.

There is no bedside lamp in this room. If you turn on the light, you will have to get up and turn it off later, which is troublesome.

But unexpectedly, as soon as she lay down, she felt as if there was something else beside her.

An Yeran was startled. His body was faster than his brain. He punched him directly and shouted, "Who?!"

However, her fist was caught by a bony hand!
The hand was a little cold and wrapped around her fist.

Just as she was about to speak, she heard a young boy's low, hoarse, and cold voice, "Sister, are you back?"

An Yeran was stunned. Wait, Xiao Xiu? !

She turned on the flashlight on the back of her phone, and the white beam shone onto the boy's fair and delicate face.

"Xiao Xiu, why are you in my room?" An Yeran was a little speechless. "Luckily I recognized you, otherwise I would have beaten you to death tonight as if you were a thief."