Blurb:
The youngest legitimate daughter of the Zuo family had hated the second young master of the Ji family next door ever since she was little.
Because he was always finding ways to torment her.
Second Young Master Ji would deliberately wait nearby to laugh at her when her teacher kept her behind to check her schoolwork.
Second Young Master Ji would deliberately ruin her oil-paper umbrella when it suddenly poured outside the school.
When they had to share an umbrella on the way home, Second Young Master Ji would deliberately take the long way around, making her catch a cold the next day.
Second Young Master Ji was truly detestable, Zuo Minghuan thought.
At dusk the following day, Zuo Minghuan stood by the courtyard wall separating their two homes. As soon as Ji Yunhui climbed onto the wall again, she grabbed a ball of dirt she'd prepared and hurled it at him with all her might.
Ji Yunhui dodged left and right, grinning at her in an infuriating way. "Zuo Arui, where's your aim?"
Zuo Minghuan was about to cry with anger. Buddha, please send someone to deal with this detestable Second Young Master Ji!
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She heard that Second Young Master Ji had fallen out with his family and was leaving home to roam the martial world with his master.
Zuo Minghuan laughed aloud with happiness. Thinking Buddha had heard her prayers, she decided to make a special trip to the temple to give thanks.
But that day, she ran into Ji Yunhui all alone.
Zuo Minghuan thought to herself, Don't tell me this detestable guy came to ask Buddha to curse me!
She hid behind a Buddha statue, and sure enough, she heard him say, "Buddha, please bless Zuo Arui's marriage prospects with misfortune."
Zuo Minghuan drew in a sharp breath, almost furious enough to rush out and hit him. Then she heard his second wish, and froze.
"Second, may Zuo Arui be safe and happy. When I return... when I return, I'll marry her."
[Bonus Scene]
One day, while picking peach blossoms, Zuo Minghuan turned around and saw Ji Yunhui hastily pulling his hand away from her head.
She snorted. "Were you just about to hit me? Good thing I'm quick-witted and didn't let you get away with it."
Ji Yunhui put his hands behind his back, but said, "I was just comparing my height with yours, little shorty. Zuo Arui, how come you get shorter as you grow up?"
Zuo Minghuan rose on her tiptoes in protest, but still couldn't match his height. She turned away in a huff, deciding not to speak to the detestable guy.
Ji Yunhui snuck a sideways glance at her, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly. He carefully tucked away the peach blossom petal he'd just picked from her hair.
A young boy and girl, childhood sweethearts~
Theme: Live well~