The Chosen System: Counterattack with Husband

Encouraged by Lu Sanshi's eyes, Xu Yiyu gradually approached the gift wall consisting of thirty-five gift boxes.

Since she became an adult, she has always celebrated her birthday very casually, maybe buying herself a cake, maybe rewarding herself with a big meal, or maybe going on a short trip on a whim.

Xu Yiyu always thought that he was a person who didn't care much about the sense of ceremony, but every year on his birthday he only received a few sporadic blessings, and he still felt a little lost.

When she first started dating Lu Sanshi, she mentioned this matter to him unintentionally. Lu Sanshi's reaction at the time was not unusual, but she didn't expect that he would keep it in his mind.

Her birthday is a day she celebrates alone every year. After being repeated countless times, it has become no different from other days to her.

It’s not that it’s not important, it’s just that it’s only important to Xu Yiyu.

The gift wall was very high, and Lu Sanshi thoughtfully prepared a sturdy and reliable movable small staircase on the side. When Xu Yiyu carefully walked to the small platform of the stairs, he took the initiative to walk to the side of the stairs and kept an eye on Xu Yiyu's safety at all times.

She reached out and took the gift box labeled "One Year Old" from the first compartment.

After opening it, I found that lying quietly inside was an exquisite bracelet designed in the shape of a snake and dotted with countless small diamonds.

Although Xu Yiyu was born in the year of the snake, she has always been afraid of this animal. However, perhaps because the bracelet was so beautiful, she not only did not feel repulsed by it, but also felt happy involuntarily.

She took out the bracelet and carefully put it on her fair wrist without asking Lu Sanshi why he chose it as the first gift.

When Xu Yiyu opened the gift box that said "two years old" next to her, she saw a white princess dress that she had always wanted when she was a child.

She roughly estimated the size of the skirt and was somewhat surprised to find that this was actually the size she could actually wear when she was two years old.

After Xu Yiyu looked at the first two gifts, Lu Sanshi, who was standing under the ladder, pushed the ladder a little to the right so that Xu Yiyu could reach the third gift which was farther away.

Xu Yiyu, who was standing on the small platform, hardly felt any shaking, and he saw his position moving a distance to the right.

Glancing down at Mitsuishi who was standing below, he just gently signaled her with his eyes to continue.

When Xu Yiyu opened the third birthday present at hand, his eyes were fixed on what was inside the gift box.

——A pink dance costume with a familiar style lay quietly in the middle of the gift box. It seemed to have been carefully cared for. Even in its folded form, there was not a single wrinkle on the surface of the costume.

Dancing was one of Xu Yiyu's dreams when she was a child, and it was also a regret that she sighed over countless times in her later life.

Although she has gradually picked up her dream now, her body frame has already taken shape and there is a limit to the height she can reach.

She reached out her hand and gently stroked the surface of the training suit a few times, her eyes full of attachment and emotion.

I have to say that Lu Sanshi is really good at giving gifts. Every birthday gift that Xu Yiyu opened afterwards touched Xu Yiyu's heart.

The one for four years old was the beautiful headdress that Xu Yiyu wanted most that year, and it could perfectly match the princess dress she wore when she was two years old.

When she was five years old, it was a fairy tale book that Xu Yiyu had begged her grandparents to buy for her for a long time but they never did.

When I was six years old, it was a box of Hero brand pencils, which were the most popular in Xu Yiyu's class, who was in the first grade at that time.

When she was seven years old, it was a sailor skirt that Xu Yiyu, who had already cut her hair short at the time, wanted the most.

At the age of eight, she had just been allowed to write with a fountain pen, and at that time she could not even imagine that she would ever own such a beautiful pen.

When she was nine years old, it was a hardcover diary with a faint fragrance that all the girls in her class had.

And the ten-year-old...

But it was a letter.

Trying his best not to damage the envelope, Xu Yiyu opened the letter and read it carefully from the first word.

【Hello, Xu Yiyu, who is already ten years old. 】

[Let me introduce myself. I am a very important person to you in the future, but you don’t need to know my name. ]

[If I remember correctly, you should have published your first article in a magazine, taking the first step towards your literary dream. Congratulations, and I hope you will continue to work hard.]

[In the future, you will meet many people, things, and events. They may not all be good, but the impact they bring to you may not necessarily be bad. You may find it difficult to understand what I am saying now, but it doesn’t matter. When you grow up, you will slowly understand.]

【For me, who is looking forward to meeting you in the future, my only hope is that you can grow up healthy, safe and happy, and step by step to the day when we meet. 】

【I'll be waiting for you in the future, come on. 】

Xu Yiyu finished reading the letter with sore eyes and also noticed the signature at the end of the letter.

It's not text, it's a very cute hand-painted puppy.

Although the lines look somewhat immature, they reveal a youthful and fresh beauty.

She recognized the puppy at a glance - it was the puppy emoticon package that she liked to use most when she and Lu Sanshi were chatting on Yixin.

Xu Yiyu sniffed, carefully folded the letter along its original creases, and put it back into the envelope.

She walked down from the small platform of the stairs, looked into Lu Sanshi's eyes quietly, and then gave him a deep hug.

"Thank you, my important future self."

I still remember when she was ten years old, Xu Yiyu's literary dream had just begun. She accidentally came into contact with a children's literature magazine in another province. After she finished writing her first submission in her life with excitement, she put the article into an envelope with great nervousness and put it into the mailbox closest to her home.

She waited for three months, which seemed to her to be quite long at that time. When she had almost forgotten about submitting the manuscript, her homeroom teacher called her to the office and handed her two books.

"Xu Yiyu, you did a great job. This is the journal you submitted your article to before. Your article has been successfully published in this month's journal."

At that time, Xu Yiyu was completely confused. He just took the book from the teacher's hand and the manuscript fee slip that came with the book.

——40 Chinese Yuan.

Although she now has more wealth than she could possibly spend in several lifetimes, she still remembers the amount of that royalty.

That was definitely a huge sum of money for Xiao Xu Yiyu at that time.

However, although Xu Yiyu has always loved creation when she grew up, she was pushed forward by reality and no longer had enough time and energy to continue on this path.

In the eyes of her mother Jian Lan, this is not a way to sustain a living in the long run.

So, after being taught a severe lesson by reality, Xu Yiyu never wrote a new novel again.

All the stories that had never been given an ending were now hidden deep in the bookcase in her home.

How could I not feel regret?