"The two stars up in the sky are also looking at you, hoping that you'll be happy and joyful."
Xia Xinyu's feet were a size 36, and Chen Yuan could easily hold her shoe in one hand, slip it on for her, and then expertly tie the two butterfly-knot laces.
"How did you know that?" Xia Xinyu asked, confused as she rubbed away tears with the back of her hand.
Chen Yuan answered, "I made a call to Aunt and found out."
"Aunt... you called my aunt?"
Before Xia Xinyu had a chance to react, she wondered why he didn't say 'your aunt' as most people would.
But Chen Yuan always had a habit of slurring his speech, even writing the character 'Yuan' so complicatedly that it ends up looking like an 'O'... so that could be understandable.
"The day after you burned charcoal indoors, I asked an old man who exercises regularly downstairs for your aunt's number, then inquired about some matters, and she told me about the things that happened back in your hometown."