Chapter 107: The Depressed Daughter【End】

“Go back? Why would you want to go back to that place?”

After returning home, when Xie Hui mentioned the idea to Liu Hui, she abruptly stood up from where she’d been sitting.

To Liu Hui, every memory associated with that place was anything but pleasant—more like a nightmare.

If it were up to her, she would prefer she and her children never have anything to do with that place ever again.

But now, Xie Hui suddenly told her that he wanted to take Xie Zhaodi back there for a while.

“Mom, I just want to take my sister back to do one thing. Once it’s done, we’ll come right back.”

If it were anywhere else, Liu Hui wouldn’t have even asked and would have agreed without hesitation.

But now, even though Xie Hui made himself clear, she was still very reluctant to let the siblings go.

“Mom, calm down. I’m sure there’s a reason why my brother wants to do this. Just let him explain first. The doctor said you can’t get worked up.”

Even though Xie Hui hadn’t brought this up before, Xie Zhaodi still chose to trust her brother and quickly tried to soothe their mother.

“Mom, I want to take my sister back and change her name.”

That one sentence from Xie Hui left Liu Hui speechless for a moment.

“My sister said before that she wants to get a job, so I thought—maybe we should go back and change her name first.”

Their grandmother never really intended for Xie Zhaodi to “invite a younger brother” with that name. In fact, she hadn’t even welcomed Xie Hui’s birth. She had just copied the name from other families in the village.

Back then, she never considered how much trouble that name might bring to Xie Zhaodi’s life.

After a while, Liu Hui finally responded:

“When are you planning to go? That place is colder than here. It’s almost autumn now, should we go buy some clothes to take along?”

“Mom, if you agree, we’ll go tomorrow. Once we get this taken care of, Zhaodi can finally start living her own life.”

“All right.”

Once things were settled with Liu Hui, Xie Hui began packing. The next day, on the bus ride back to that place, Xie Zhaodi, feeling bored, struck up a conversation with her brother.

“Why did you suddenly decide to change my name?”

When she was little, Xie Zhaodi never felt there was anything wrong with her name—just that it was a bit plain.

In their village, if someone shouted “Zhaodi,” three or four kids would answer.

Later, when she learned the meaning behind the name and faced the mocking curiosity of others, she cried in bed many nights. Eventually, she just got used to it.

“It doesn’t sound good. Why? Don’t want to change it anymore?”

Xie Hui turned to look at her. He didn’t believe anyone could truly accept that name with peace of mind. To him, it had always carried a hint of humiliation.

“I do, I’m just a little curious.”

Changing a name usually involves some red tape, but when they arrived and entered the local office, the officer saw her name and handled it immediately.

“What do you want to change it to?”

“Hmm… Xie Ya.”

She still remembered how, when she first realized her name was problematic as a child, she had secretly chosen the name “Yaya” for herself—just because she thought it sounded nice.

Once the paperwork was done, they returned to the city where Liu Hui lived. Liu Hui asked her daughter what her new name was. From that point on, no one in their home ever mentioned “Xie Zhaodi” again.

From time to time, Xie Ya would visit Jiang Yuze as her brother requested.

The tabby cat they’d adopted at home was once small, lively, but timid. Then one day, on her way back from Jiang Yuze’s, Xie Ya picked up an orange kitten from the roadside.

After Liu Hui’s surgery, Xie Hui didn’t let her do anything strenuous. She stayed at home knitting sweaters and shoes for her kids, raising cats, or occasionally traveling with new friends.

Maybe it was because the two cats were raised together—eventually the tabby became just as plump as the fat orange one. They both loved lounging on the sofa, their tails flicking in perfect sync.

Two months later, when Xie Ya once again brought up her wish to find a job, neither Xie Hui nor Liu Hui objected.

Xie Ya carefully prepared her documents, wore high heels and a suit to job interviews, and left the house without any anxiety at all—her mood no different from when she went grocery shopping with her mom.

With family behind her—with her mom and brother—she felt a solid, reassuring sense of support that gave her calm in everything she did.

She landed a job at a good company. Though the salary wasn’t high, it was enough to cover her expenses, and if she was careful, she could even save a little.

Later, when she ran into trouble at work, she didn’t even need her brother to remind her—she went to talk with Jiang Yuze on her own, just to chat and relieve some stress.

In the end, she and Jiang Yuze got together, which came as a total surprise to Xie Hui. But since Jiang Yuze treated her well and the feelings were mutual, he gave them his wholehearted blessing.

Xie Ya did very well at her new job. Though still introverted, she was no longer gloomy. Her superiors valued her and even transferred her to another city to work as deputy manager at a branch office. The distance gradually caused her and Jiang Yuze to lose touch.

In the new city, whenever she felt anxious about work, she sought help from a new psychological counseling center.

Later, she met Jiang Yuze’s mother through work. When the woman learned she was single, she enthusiastically invited her home for a visit—clearly with the intention of matchmaking.

Xie Ya wasn’t opposed to marriage, but she never expected that after so many years without contact, she would suddenly reunite with Jiang Yuze under such unforeseen circumstances. As they spent time together, they realized that they were both outstanding individuals and that their personalities were highly compatible.

Jiang Yuze’s parents were very fond of Xie Ya. After working for so many years, Jiang Yuze had managed to save a substantial amount of money and used his savings to purchase a home.

Even though they already had a marital home, Xie Hui still bought another property for his sister, as a wedding gift from an older brother.

After Xie Ya’s wedding, Liu Hui suddenly realized how much she had neglected her son over the years and started making more effort to make it up to him in their daily life.

Later, when Xie Hui grew older and Liu Hui, like many ordinary mothers, began to urge him to settle down, Xie Hui admitted frankly that he had no interest in romantic relationships. That night, Liu Hui lay awake with insomnia.

The next morning at the breakfast table, she spoke to her son very seriously and said that as his mother, she respected all of his choices.

Xie Hui was doing very well—earning a good salary and having no concerns about retirement.

Since he didn’t want it, Liu Hui couldn’t bear to push him. She believed she had done her best within her abilities for her daughter, but when it came to her son… deep down, she had always felt guilty.

After this task ended and Xie Hui returned to the System Space, the entruster was nowhere to be seen.

“Host, the entruster has already left. She left all the merit she carried as a reward for you. She said she was very grateful for everything you did for her.”

The system couldn’t wait to deliver the news the moment Xie Hui stepped into the System Space.

“Mm.”

Xie Hui rubbed his brow helplessly. He hadn’t actually wanted the entruster’s merit. But he hadn’t expected Liu Hui to leave so quickly.

“Ninety percent of the merit she left behind should be split into two portions and bound to the souls of Liu Hui and Xie Ya. The remaining ten percent is bound to the soul of the original Xie Hui from the previous world.”

“Understood, Host.”

The original host still existed because Xie Hui had sensed Liu Hui’s lingering guilt toward him.

“Host, would you like to meet the next entruster?”

“Yes.”

A man entered, with an entirely unremarkable appearance. As he sat down in the chair, Xie Hui let out a breath of relief—it seemed nothing as overwhelming as the last case was going to happen again.

“I hope you can help me. If my son doesn’t want to be a celebrity or act, then let him be.”

Xie Hui had already mentally prepared himself for a long speech, but after the man finished speaking, he was momentarily stunned and instinctively asked:

“That’s all?”

The man gave a bitter smile and nodded. While he had wanted many things during his lifetime, now that he was dead, it was as if he had gained sudden clarity. All he wanted was for his son to be happy.