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[CN] Li Zeyan’s Metropolis Date (Eng Translation)

⌚Warning⌚ This post contains detailed spoilers for a date, 都会之约, that is yet to be released on the global server! ♡

[Translation under the cut]

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【Important Notes】

some of you might already know this, especially those of you who follow my translations, but still gonna explain since it’s the pivotal point of this date 🤭

The term “哥哥” (gēge) literally translates to “elder brother”, you might be more familiar with the Korean or Japanese alternatives of this term (oppa/ onii-chan). if not used to address your own elder brother, you wouldn’t dare to use it with just anyone – so, when a Chinese girl addresses a boy as her “gege”, she’d use it to address sb she has a very close/ intimate relationship with, address her boyfriend, or take the leap and address a guy she has a crush on to be cutesy LOL. which is why the use of “gege” in this date is so multifaceted — the term which was initially used as a courtesy becomes a “barrier” in fear of being “friend-zoned”, but makes come back in the parts when used by MC’s friends to tease her or when MC hesitates to address him as “gege” in private b/c of the crush connotation haha.

✦ the use of “gege” with the connotation of boyfriend/ crush prevails in the canon verse too, MC used to address Li Zeyan by this term when they were little and after the first comeback, we’ve had MC use this term many times in the past years: ♡

setting and timeline:

the present day story takes place in New York, around 1925/27, and before the great depression (1929).

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【Chapter 1】

Hubbubs of laughter intermittently resonate from the stretch convertible as it glides through the night, weaving through the distant and nearby lights before coming to a halt in the front courtyard of the mansion.

Myself and a few female friends of mine, slightly tipsy and carrying a faint scent of alcohol, support the ornate headpieces wobbling on our heads as we step down from the car, laughing and playfully nudging one another.

Female Friend: Can you believe Jennifer actually invited that actor! Seriously, when our eyes met, I was practically drowning in those eyes; I didn’t even hear a word he said…

Thinking back to that man whose words were dripped with flattery, I lazily let out a yawn.

MC: Enough, Louise. Perhaps your brain is just filtering out those unpleasant bits of news, you know?

MC: He should thank his lucky stars for starring in a silent movie; otherwise, no one would buy into his performance.

MC: If it weren’t for Jennifer, the editor-in-chief, insisting, I wouldn’t even want to mention his name in the article chronicling tonight’s nightlife… it’s just a waste of space for another line.

Amidst the laughter of the girls, I suddenly seem to feel a certain gaze on me. I stop talking and turn my eyes in the direction of home. Sure enough, I spot a familiar figure.

With one hand resting on the marble railing of the terrace, Li Zeyan looks in my direction, his eyes lowered. The light outlines his physique, carving out a slender silhouette.

Through the thick darkness of the night, those somber eyes lock with mine for a moment. Then, he turns and walks into the villa.

Female Friend: Would you look at that, your old-fashioned gege is still awake at this hour… Could he be waiting for you?

I receive a teasing elbow nudge from my friend, but I offer no retort.

“Old-fashioned.” That term does seem to match him quite well.

In this era where there is never any shortage of merrymaking, he rarely makes appearances at gatherings like banquets and social clubs.

Tonight, before heading out, I asked him if he would like to accompany me, and unsurprisingly, I was met with a rejection.

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LZY: No, I have no intention of attending.

LZY: It’s not that I have any other rendezvous to make an appearance at, but I do have more pressing matters to take care of.

LZY: You go ahead, but don’t stay out too late.

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Perhaps he does have something else he’s really eager to pursue, or perhaps he simply wants to steer clear of certain people… who knows?

Reflecting on the unexplained decrease in our interactions since becoming adults, a hint of melancholy suddenly settles into my heart. I press my lips together, incline my head, and speak nonchalantly as if unaffected.

MC: [blushing] It isn’t something worth caring about, is it? Anyway, he’s not my “real gege”...

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Creak—

The sound of the gate slowly being pushed open rings out in my ears. I turn my head and see Li Zeyan behind the door, quietly arching an eyebrow. Undoubtedly, he has heard what I just said.

A flicker of guilt passes through me. Aware of my companions’ fixed gazes behind me, I walk into the house with my chest held high, close the door behind me, and walk past Li Zeyan.

LZY: Had a good time?

MC: Oh, it was pretty good… the atmosphere at the whole banquet was quite lively.

MC: Jennifer also showed us the new gemstone she recently bought. It was so… sparkling!

I nonchalantly remove my gloves and fling them onto the sofa, envy in my eyes as I raise my hands to gesture an approximate size in front of Li Zeyan. A light chuckle reaches my ears.

LZY: If you fancy it, you can expect to receive an even finer one in the future.

MC: [blushing] I wish, but the qualities of the gemstones in New York in recent times have been really unappealing.

Li Zeyan’s eyes travel over my absent-mindedly pursed lips, but he doesn’t comment on anything. Instead, he simply taps his fingertips on the staircase railing rhythmically.

The air lapses into silence again, with only the swaying shadows of the trees playing on the floor of the hall. I stifle a yawn and walk past him as if nothing has happened.

MC: Alright, I’m going to go and hit the hay in my room. Tomorrow, there’s still…

LZY: MC.

Suddenly, a low whisper reaches my ears from behind. My hand gripping the railing pauses, and I stand on the stairs, turning to look back at Li Zeyan.

His intense gaze bores deep into me, and the emotions in his deep-set eyes appear more complex and difficult to discern than at any time in the past. After a moment, he finally speaks.

LZY: There’s something I believe I need to tell you.

LZY: Next week, I’ll be moving away from home.

MC: …

My lips part, and my heart suddenly pauses for one beat. My eyes wander over his face, trying to find any hint of jest in his words.

Did he say this in a fit of pique because of what I said earlier? But he’s clearly not the kind of person to behave like this…

While I stare at him with bewilderment and helplessness, Li Zeyan offers me no additional explanation. His brooding eyes trace over the intentionally rolled-up hem of my skirt before resting on my face.

LZY: Your father is waiting for us in the living room.

LZY: Come over after you’ve changed your clothes.

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【Chapter 2】

I rush back to my room at lightning speed and take off the intricate and ornate feather headpiece from my head.

After changing into a dress that won’t elicit resigned criticism from my father, I head down the stairs in the direction of the living room, my mind in turmoil.

The sparkling crystal chandelier bathes the spacious room ahead in bright light. From a distance, I can hear the sound of gratified laughter, intermingled with my father’s heartfelt sighs.

MC’s Father: …Zeyan, don’t ever speak such words. If the disaster of that year had befallen me, your parents would have made the same choice.

MC’s Father: I remember when you first came to this home, MC was only five years old–– clinging to you all the time like a piece of sticky candy, oblivious to day and night. [1]

MC: Why is it that the moment I step in, I hear you speaking ill of me~

I walk over to my father and give him a kiss on the cheek, then take my seat next to Li Zeyan naturally.

He holds my gaze briefly before averting his eyes, but his tone carries a subtle softness that is almost imperceptible.

LZY: She was no bother. If anything, I find myself missing those times, too.

LZY: A plate of cookies was all she needed, and she’d joyfully sit by my desk, reading storybooks with me all night long.

MC: …I also really liked gege back then. No matter the time, you were always there to accompany me.

My father laughs, a wistful expression on his face. I also lift the corners of my lips to match the atmosphere, but my gaze lingers inquisitively on Li Zeyan’s elegant side profile.

Leaving… why did he have this idea all of a sudden?

I used to believe that no matter how much time elapsed… he would naturally remain by my side as a matter of course.

But this decision that came like a bolt from the blue seems to be telling me that I’m the only one who thought that way.

LZY: Yes, I’ve been keeping an eye on a promising aviation company. Their airplanes…

LZY: A number of stocks I acquired in the past few years have yielded good profits. After liquidating, my plans for the next steps include…

A baritone voice resounds from the seat next to me. Li Zeyan is recounting eloquently, seemingly answering some questions from my father, but I can’t pay attention in the slightest.

MC’s Father: …MC, won’t you raise a glass to your gege’s future?

My lower leg under the long table is gently touched, snapping me back to reality. I glance over to see Li Zeyan leisurely leaning back in his chair, his leather shoe brushing past me.

The brief touch just now was probably just an inadvertent act since he was shifting his sitting posture. However, it brings my attention to the fact that I’ve been staring at him for quite some time.

I let out a cough as an afterthought and quickly glance at my father.

MC: My apologies, I was a little lost in my thoughts just now, so…

MC’s Father: Of course, I am just as reluctant to part with him as you are… but I’m confident that when the time is right, Zeyan will come back to visit us.

This matter-of-fact comforting solace sweeps over my heart, gently veiling a certain “expectation” that I have never voiced.

An indescribable sourness swells within me. I raise my wine glass towards Li Zeyan beside me, wearing the same naive and coquettish smile as usual.

MC: …gege, here’s to every expectation of yours turning into reality.

Li Zeyan lowers his eyes, his slender fingertips promptly picking up a goblet glass from the table. Then, he leans in slightly towards me.

Accompanied by the soft clink of glasses, his deep and low voice resonates in my ears.

LZY: Thank you. I really like this toast.

LZY: I’ll turn these words into reality.

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The moonlight behind the floor-to-ceiling windows filters through the sheer curtains, casting long and slender beams. I toss and turn on the soft bed for a long time before finally sitting up.

…Even if everything seems to be set in stone, I still want to fight for that last shred of possibility to make this man stay.

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It’s very late at night, and the corridor is empty and quiet. I tread lightly past the door of my father’s room, then head briskly towards Li Zeyan’s room at the end of the corridor.

From a distance, I can see a sliver of light escaping from the room–– to my surprise, his door is only partially closed.

A soft meow reaches my ears. Holding my breath, I watch Li Zeyan seated on the sofa, comforting Betty, whose hind paws are entangled in a ball of yarn.

He cradles it in his arms with one hand, and his well-defined hand trails down the cat’s back, with a touch just right that is neither too firm nor too gentle, preventing its struggling attempts.

His fingertips swiftly probe into the entangled mess of threads. With a few simple movements, the trapped paws are liberated.

Betty: Meow~

Betty purrs contentedly, nuzzling its head against Li Zeyan’s shoulder. His eyes also seem to be dyed with a subtle smile.

The familiar scene overlaps with memories of the past, and suddenly, I feel a little dazed.

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Under the ardent daylight, the greenery in the courtyard stretched ponderously.

The doors and windows lining both sides of the mansion had been opened early in the morning, allowing the summer breeze to weave through unhindered, bringing with it a touch of rare, refreshing coolness.

I was huffing in anger as I strode down the corridor, heading towards Li Zeyan’s room in the most familiar manner, intending to “interrogate” him.

MC: GEGE! Did you stop…

I walked into his room, only to find a profound silence all around. Li Zeyan was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and seemed to have drifted off to sleep.

Perhaps to block the dancing spots of dazzling sunlight, he casually rested the back of his left hand on his forehead, casting a gentle shadow over his eyelids.

His slender legs were rarely in such a relaxed posture, crossing casually. The business book in his hand had slipped to the floor at some point; its pages were blown by the breeze, producing a rustling sound.

Without realizing it, I lightened my steps and walked to the side of the sofa. I gazed at his dark strands of hair cascading down, gently resting on the prominent bridge of his nose.

Perhaps it was the light, but I suddenly noticed that there seemed to be some subtle changes on this face that I saw day and night.

Had his jawline become sharper? Or perhaps the knuckles of his hands seemed a little more pronounced? I couldn’t quite put my finger on it.

I could only feel my heartbeat accelerating for no apparent reason, as though something that had been overlooked for a long time was now breaking through the surface.

As if drawn by an inexplicable attraction, I involuntarily leaned down towards him, wanting to touch his cheek.

The next moment, I saw Li Zeyan suddenly open his eyes and lift his hand to clasp my wrist.

LZY: You…

He spoke in a low voice, his tone still carrying a hint of drowsiness. It seemed he regarded everything to be a dream.

His eyes took on a softer expression, and the hold of his palm on my hand did not loosen. Instead, he drew me even closer to him.

His breath caressed my face, and I could almost see my own reflection in his eyes. It was like almost in the next second, we would–––

MC’s Father: Where did you run off to… Betty?

My father’s inquiring voice suddenly echoed from a distance, akin to a pebble thrown into a lake, shattering the interplay of light and shadows before me.

Li Zeyan was frozen for a moment, and then a clarity flashed in his eyes as if finally waking up. He let go of my wrist. Suppressing the ineffable emotions in my heart, I swiftly distanced myself slightly.

LZY: …Why did you come in out of the blue?

MC: …the door was already ajar, and I didn’t know you were sleeping…

I muttered softly, but then I suddenly recalled something, my voice gaining a touch of confidence.

MC: I also have a question to ask. When James checked with you about whether I was available for a trip to the island next week, why did you reject him on my behalf?

Li Zeyan didn’t respond right away; he lowered his hand and picked up the rumpled book from the carpet.

LZY: Your father mentioned we have to go to the horse ranch next week; looks like you forgot.

LZY: Besides, there is no need to get involved with a guy whose family business is going downhill, yet he still dates a different girl every week.

MC: [girlie is stumped and flushed haha] But before this, you said about Oren that he was secretly lingering in underground bars!

Li Zeyan calmly flipped open a page, not making eye contact with me.

LZY: [HEAVENS THE WAY HIS TONE DROPS HERE] I’m simply stating the facts. Besides, you’ll have better choices.

MC: Like who?

In my frustration, I kept pushing for an answer, but then, the air suddenly lapsed into silence, and Li Zeyan’s fingertips also came to a pause.

My heart suddenly began racing by a few beats, and I stood up from the sofa in an attempt to conceal myself.

MC: …anyway, I won’t allow you to interfere in this matter anymore!

In a rush, I walked towards the door as I spoke. But suddenly, I heard Li Zeyan calling out my name.

I turned around. The daylight outside the window had already transformed into the fading colors of twilight, and with that light falling on his back, I heard him speak.

LZY: I will give you that answer in the future.

LZY: Until then, don’t barge into my room unannounced like this again.

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[Tidbits]:

[1] MC’s dad mentions a specific type of candy here (牛皮糖 - nǚpítáng), which is made from sugar and sesame seeds; and has a chewy and sticky texture.

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【Chapter 3】

LZY: Come on inside, I haven’t locked the door.

Li Zeyan’s voice suddenly transmits from the room. I snap back to reality, only to realize that my hand, which I raised to knock, has been hanging in mid-air for quite some time.

Tightening my lips, I calmly walk into the room and seat myself next to him on the sofa, my eyes scanning the room.

In the long time that followed afterward, I have refrained from setting foot in this room again. In stark contrast to my memories, the surroundings appear conspicuously emptier.

In one corner of the room, a leather suitcase lay open… the realization of the fact that this person is leaving suddenly becomes palpable.

LZY: You’re here at this hour; is something wrong?

MC: [blushing] …you can’t leave!

Two voices collide in unison. Before I can even register the situation, I have already grabbed hold of his hand.

LZY: …

The hazy lighting interweaves with the moonlight, and something seems to flash across Li Zeyan’s expression for a brief moment.

A searing warmth transmits from his palm, and in belated realization, I draw back my fingertips. However, I feel my hand being discreetly clasped, as if he is unwilling to let me escape.

LZY: What’s your reason for saying that?

MC: It’s not for any reason. I just want… gege to always remain by my side.

Even though it has been a long time since I have addressed him by that term when we are alone with each other, I still purposely soften my tone. I can’t help but expect that Li Zeyan would, just like in our childhood, give me that helpless glance and yield to my coquettish demands.

A silence hangs in the air as Li Zeyan lowers his gaze to mine. In the next moment, his palm enveloping my wrist loosens ever so slightly.

LZY: MC, I am not the same as the toys you wanted when we were little.

LZY: Just the word that you “want” this is not a reason enough to sway me.

I’m slightly stumped and speak without thinking.

MC: But we’ve been living a good life for all this time, haven’t we?

MC: We have the ancestral estates and assets, a steady stream of income… I don’t understand why you’d want to make any changes.

Li Zeyan lets out a very soft chuckle and tilts his head towards the window.

The lights of the distant structures shimmer brightly, reminiscent of a flowing banquet in the boundless night. They reflect in his eyes, exuding a mix of pride and ambition.

LZY: There is nothing in this world that remains unchanged forever, MC.

LZY: Even the prosperity that you indulge in today began after the soldiers returned from the European battlefield.

LZY: Everything we see now was beyond imagination just a few years ago.

LZY: This era can sweep away all outdated existence, and at the same time, it can also give people everything they desire… as long as they can grab hold of it.

Li Zeyan shifts his gaze back to me as he says this. Even though his tone seems to be gentler than usual, it also carries a hint of unswerving determination.

LZY: So, I had already made this decision a long time ago.

MC: …when?

Did it stem from the day he made his first profit in the stock market, relying on his own business acumen? Or was it when he caught the wind of the other “old money” people gossiping about him? Or perhaps it was even earlier?

In a state of bewilderment and urgency, I await a response, but Li Zeyan doesn’t answer my question. Instead, he just gazes at me fixedly, leaning slightly in my direction.

The tranquil glow of the lights paints his eyelashes, and my heart pounds wildly as I watch Li Zeyan approach. He lifts his hand, tucking a strand of hair that was lingering by my cheek behind my ear––

–– like an explanation, or perhaps a reassuring promise.

LZY: [in the most tender tone possible x1] I am so happy that you’re here to persuade me to stay.

LZY: [x2] But, there are certain things I want that I can only obtain by leaving.

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Jennifer: Alright, honey, I’m not here to rush you about the manuscript or anything, even though that special column you promised me has been overdue for a solid three weeks~

My friend’s teasing reaches me through the light fabric. I pull down the covers sullenly, glancing at the blonde girl sitting at the edge of the bed.

MC: Once I’m back in the writing zone, I’ll submit it to the magazine first thing… but, setting that aside, did you manage to find out any news about him?

Even though I don’t explicitly utter Li Zeyan’s name, Jennifer shrugs her shoulders.

Jennifer: You know, your gege rarely attends any banquets within the circle.

Jennifer: I’ve been making discreet inquiries on the airline side, but all I’ve found is that there’s this new guy named Victor, whose company has become a rising star in the industry… but it doesn’t seem to have any connections with him.

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[T/N]: Yes, his writers are using his EN name “Victor” as his pseudonym 😂😂

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I press my lips together, thinking back to the day Li Zeyan left and how I was so angry that I refused to see him for one last time.

If only I had known earlier, I would have abandoned those inexplicable emotions, opened the door, and had a few words with him.

Jennifer: I have an idea. What if we were to spread the word that you’re planning to hold a banquet at the estate next month to reveal the person you’ve chosen to be your fiancé?

Jennifer: If he does have the intention toward you, there is no way he will able to keep it hidden.

I blink. This suggestion sends a few ripples through my heart–– daring as it is, it might be the most effective method.

With my tacit approval, this piece of news spreads from the mansion along with Jennifer’s departure, gradually circulating from one banquet to another.

Half a month slips away rapidly, yet I still don’t hear any updates. The day of the banquet approaches amidst apprehension and anticipation.

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Large swaths of Phalaenopsis and Dendrobium orchids embellish various corners of the entire property, delicate and beautiful. Under the crystal chandeliers, the elegant fragrance of the flowers intermingle with the intense scent of perfumes, pervading the air.

With a smile, I express thanks or greetings to those who approach to congratulate me in pairs or groups, but my eyes continue to search for that figure I’ve been waiting for amidst the passing crowd.

Suddenly, a figure in a suit and leather shoes blocks my sight. A tall man walks over, raising his glass in a toast toward me.

Man: I’m Adam Arnott, a classmate of Jennifer’s from the academy.

The surname makes me realize that he hails from another wealthy family. I nod politely. However, the man shows no intention of leaving.

Man: I heard from Jennifer that you have a column in her magazine? Honestly, I find that quite impressive.

Man: In terms of killing time, it’s much more meaningful than being obsessed about choosing jewelry. Perhaps we can chat more…

Despite his courteous choice of words, the subtle condescension in his language leaves me agitated. I turn sideways with indifference, picking up a cupcake.

MC: Allow me to correct you. I don’t consider it as “something to kill time.” Had you read my articles, you wouldn’t have had that kind of judgment.

Man: Miss MC, you surely do not treat it as some serious work, do you? Forgive my bluntness, but it seems rather meaningless for people like us.

The way his attitude drips of being pampered as though he were a prince causes me to furrow my brows. Subconsciously, Li Zeyan’s image surfaces in my mind.

MC: Well, in that case, here’s to the everlasting prosperity of your family’s business… however, I’ve heard that nothing in this world remains unchanged forever.

The other party probably wasn’t expecting me to counter like this, causing the expression on his face to turn somewhat unpleasant.

Man: Why don’t we ask the talk of the town, the “new money” person, and whose viewpoint he stands by… Mr. Victor?

I nonchalantly turn my head and observe this rumored aviation tycoon from behind, involuntarily raising an eyebrow.

His slender physique is wrapped in a royal blue suit, complemented by a black and white polka dot tie around his neck. He stands out among the crowd of men, looking effortless yet debonair.

–– It’s the men’s fashion style I recommended in my articles. This person has actually read my column very carefully.

The corners of my lips can’t help but curl up slightly, watching that tall, straight figure turn around. But the instant I clearly see his visage, my lips part involuntarily.

With my heart beating like a drum, he walks to my side at a pace that is neither too fast nor too slow, bringing with him a subtle scent of sandalwood.

LZY: Of course, I stand by her viewpoint.

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【Chapter 4】

My eyes widen, and my gaze sweeps across the face of the person in front of me without even a single blink.

Perhaps due to the Southern sunshine, his complexion seems a shade deeper compared to the last time we saw each other, but his facial contours appear to be even more pronounced.

The fringes that he used to groom in a “proper” manner have now been slicked back into the trendiest hairstyle of the moment, showcasing his deep-set eyes and prominently arched eyebrows.

A pair of thin-rimmed glasses rest halfway on the bridge of his nose, not quite settled, and he casually pushes them up with his finger pad.

Through the lenses, a glimmer of smile seems to be shining in those deep eyes… or perhaps revealing certain emotions that were veiled in the past, but now, at this moment, seem evident with greater clarity.

LZY: The cream is about to melt.

As Li Zeyan speaks, he effortlessly takes the wobbling cupcake from my hand.

His broad and slender hand, wrapped in a moon-white glove, extends to pass me a piece of handkerchief.

Casual and comfortable, as if it weren’t a reunion after so long of separation, but rather our everyday interaction from back when we were still together at home.

I suppress the indescribable mix of sourness and joy in my heart, watching as the man converses with the people around him before raising an eyebrow.

Man: Ah, so you’re so Miss MC’s gege? Well, I suppose that explains your biased comment.

LZY: I believe the words I said just now are sufficiently objective.

LZY: If I’m not mistaken, with the inauguration of transatlantic flight routes, the stocks of shipping companies dropped at least ten percent. Your family’s business should be no exception.

LZY: To be able to maintain such unwavering optimism even in the midst of all these… I must say, Mr. Arnott’s attitude is truly admirable.

The man’s countenance grows slightly more ashen, while Li Zeyan stands next to me, calmly raising his glass to the crowd.

LZY: I rarely attend any social gatherings, so I haven’t formally announced it in a public setting. But six months ago, I had already disaffiliated myself from MC’s family.

LZY: And I’m not attending this banquet today in the identity of her “gege.”

I don’t know if it’s my illusion, but the tone of his latter statement seemed to have a slightly slower pace, triggering my heartbeat to accelerate uncontrollably.

Not as my “gege”… then, in what identity did he come? Perhaps, he knows about the news I’ve put out?

I clink my goblet glass with him, trying my hardest to maintain my usual casual expression, and lift my head slightly.

MC: I suppose I ought to be thanking you. After all, you’ve just returned, and here you are, immediately coming to my rescue.

Li Zeyan and I hold each other’s gazes for a brief moment. A subtle curve graces the corners of his lips as he also softens his voice.

LZY: I was being sincere, though.

LZY: I haven’t missed a single column you’ve written in 《The New Yorker》.

A wave of warmth accompanies his words, traveling from my ears to the throbbing center in my chest.

I gaze into those familiar and serene eyes, gently tapping the tie hanging down from his neck.

MC: Well, in that case, allow this writer to make one more suggestion.

MC: If it were replaced with a corrugated pattern in the same color, it would complement your suit today even better.

Li Zeyan sets down the goblet glass in his hand on the long table.

LZY: I didn’t bring an extra tie. Can I leave it to your care?

MC: Of course, come with me.

As I speak, my hand that was initially reaching to grasp his palm pauses mid-motion, and in the end, I settle for only holding onto his cuff.

He and I walk through the clustered bouquets of flowers and the crowd of people in their fragrant clothes, making our way toward the upper floor of the hall in a manner that couldn’t be more familiar.

Eyes from all around fall upon our departing figures. I don’t know if these people noticed anything, but I don’t care either.

All I know is that from the moment of parting, the thought that I painstakingly disregarded for the longest time became gradually clear: I desire to be with him in an identity that goes beyond our familial ties.

Will he be angry? Or will he helplessly discourage my intentions? Or perhaps, in reality, he does harbor certain unspoken feelings towards me…

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Suppressing my tumultuous heartbeat, I close the door, and the chatter and music outside finally fade away.

The air falls silent for a moment. I let go of Li Zeyan’s cuff, turn around to rummage through the intricate accessories, and speak as if casually inquiring.

MC: Finally, I can breathe a sigh of relief… have you had a chance to meet Daddy yet?

LZY: [the muted joy in his tone HHHHH] Yeah, I went to his room to say hello after coming back, and we talked for a long time.

MC: Ah, he must’ve been so delighted; after all, he reminisces about you every now and then. “If Zeyan were here…,” is a sentence he says more often than not.

I exaggeratedly mimic my father’s manner of speaking, and my eyes secretly fall on Li Zeyan, hoping to catch his expression.

MC: You said earlier, “not as my gege”... then, in what identity are you here?

Maintaining a brisk tone, I continue sifting through without pausing my movements, as if this will be able to cloak my erratic heartbeat.

Li Zeyan doesn’t answer my question, and his footsteps come to a stop behind me. Even though there is a somewhat elusive distance between us, I can almost feel his body heat.

LZY: I’m not the one who can give that answer.

I turn around, somewhat puzzled, only to see a black, gold-plated box being extended towards me.

The huge ruby inside, set against the velvet backdrop, sparkles with a flash of dazzling brilliance.

MC: This…

LZY: A gift for you. A certain someone mentioned before that the quality of gemstones in New York isn’t good enough these days.

LZY: So, it was transported here on my company’s first transatlantic flight, all the way from Europe.

Li Zeyan removes the ruby from the box as he speaks, placing it in the palm of my hand.

The slight coolness of the gemstone accompanies the warmth of his fingertips, and I hear Li Zeyan speak in a soft tone.

LZY: Even the most impossible fantasies can become reality.

LZY: MC, as long as you say the word.

I’m utterly dazed, suddenly recalling the brief conversation we had under the stairs the night before Li Zeyan left.

From the past to the present, he has always borne the weight of all my wishes, even if I’ve only mentioned them in passing.

The sound of my heartbeat drums against my ears. Without uttering a word, I simply tug on his tie and rise on tiptoes towards this man who used to be my “gege.”

The distance between us bridges bit by bit, my somewhat quivering breath fanning across Li Zeyan’s face.

He watches me in complete silence, his eyes burning. He seems to be waiting for some form of confirmation, yet he doesn’t evade my actions.

That is, until, a fleeting kiss lands on the edge of his lips, and we briefly exchange our warmth with each other. I pull back slightly, avert my eyes, and speak.

MC: …what if this is what I desire?

LZY: …

I don’t hear his response. In the next second, my waist is suddenly shackled in place.

A deep kiss, which has been held in check for a long time, finally descends, erasing the last vestige of distance.

Two sets of lips that have never touched each other before roll back and forth, their inexperienced and slightly shaky intertwining exchange breaths that have long been familiar but never explored so deeply.

In those eyes of his, I see emotions mirroring my own. Patiently restrained feelings, a fluttering heart… but now added with a touch of certainty.

LZY: I’ve probably held onto this expectation for longer than you.

LZY: What I longed for has always been right there within sight… and you made it a reality for me.

The brilliant chandelier overhead leaves shimmering spots in the field of vision, leaving one slightly dizzy. It feels like a firework that has been brewing for a long time has finally burst forth.

Turns out, we both harbored the same feelings all along.

The eyes that turned to look back when we passed by each other, the hands that reached out to touch only to retract… all the entanglements and poignant emotions of the past gently dissipate in this moment.

I close my eyes and hear his voice resonate, but now carrying with it a deeper undertone of mirth than ever before.

LZY: Allow this gem to be a commemoration of this special occasion.

LZY: For that first dance in a while, how about sharing it with me?

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[2] so in love with this imagery here. “白月光” (white moonlight) in chinese means first love but it comes with the connotation of something “unattainable.” here, it’s the color of his gloves, the “barrier” between their hands truly touching~ 🤧

[3] “ruby” is a symbol of passion, protection, everlasting love-- indeed the perfect move for Li Zeyan to choose this stone as his ~betrothal gift~ 🥺

[4] welp, if it wasn’t clear already LOL, sharing the “first dance” at this banquet is their official announcement of their engagement~ 🤭🤧

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#yeeppp Li Zeyan writers are ending the year with an absolute winner!! 🎉🎉🎉#GEGE GEGE GEGE GEGE. already wrote everything in the notes so not gonna burden the tags #but special mention!! THE FIRST WEDDING OUTFIT. THE ELDREDGE KNOT. AND JUST HOW BEAUTIFUL HE IS HHHHHHHH #mlqc victor #mlqc li zeyan #mlqc #mr love victor #mr love queen's choice #恋与制作人 #李泽言 #love and producer #mlqc cn #mlqc spoilers #mlqc translations

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Love Bill Episode 3

I love Loc and Minh, especially Minh. I don’t even remember seeing them in the trailer, they just suddenly appeared to create an only one bed situation and get the main characters a bit hot and bothered. They apparently had a best friends-to-lovers thing going on, and maybe pretty recently if Thien didn’t know about it. And they’re already doing the divide-and-conquer couples thing. Good on Loc for promoting safe sex. I don’t know if I’ve ever seen a case where friends were this straightforwardly pushing the couple together while shouting ‘now kiss.’ Minh referring to Nghia as ‘that stupid younger top’ like it was his title made me laugh. Neck kiss!

I don’t know why this show is suddenly obsessed with imaginary handjobs but there were two of those and on actual sex scene with Loc and Minh and O2 Production did not add the porno music even once, not even during the intentionally comedic scene. I never thought I’d see the day.

I was not expecting my girl Pink to be quoted in a BL but I can’t fault Nghia’s taste in pop stars. I forgot Thien was writing a ghost BL and I love him for that. Dalat continues to be the prettiest possible filming location. Anyway, that’s all my normal comments, on to linguistics!

This is the episode where The Thing happened aka a shift in how the main characters address each other. The Eng sub gives us:

Nghia: I address you as my senior, but can I be addressed as your junior? Thien: Well...do whatever you want. Just don’t do it in a rude way. Nghia: I might be a bit rude, but I’d never be discourteous to the elderly.

Who ever is doing these subs, 10/10. This translation conveys the spirit of this exchange really well, in a way that a machine translation never could.

Nghia says something along the lines of, “I call you ‘anh,’ but can I be referred to as ‘em’?” Thien says he can do whatever he likes as long as he doesn’t use ‘tao/mày’ (rude pronouns). And then Nghia is a sarcastic little shit in return. What you can’t get from the subs is that Thien starts to call him ‘câu’ when responding, but corrects himself to ‘em’ instead.

At 22, Thien is older than Nghia (not sure how old Nghia is but my guess is only 18). Nghia has been addressing Thien properly as ‘anh,’ older brother, and himself as ‘tôi,’ which is the most neutral version of ‘I.’ Thien addresses himself as ‘anh’ and calls Nghia ‘cậu’ which I think is technically a kind of uncle but can be used as a pronoun for someone around the same age or younger, generally it seems to me either because you’re close enough in age to want to avoid sounding like senior/junior, or because your relationship is a little distant. Nghia is asking to use ‘em,’ younger sibling. Anh/em would be typical senior/junior pronouns but also have a romantic implication.

Sort of significant here is that in another show I talked about a while ago, the toppy younger character started addressing the older character as ‘em,’ which was meant as a come on. I can’t see Thien responding well to that, and there is also 100% no way Nghia would know that was a thing, the boy can’t even recognize a condom package.

#love bill #lời hứa mùa hạ #vietnamese bl #don't learn vietnamese with squeakygeeky

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aloy97 · 5 years

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I’ve to “ tag” you this way, because idk i can’t find you honey❤️✨

Disclaimer:

i don’t write usually in another language, so it’s possible that some things are different, because i write before in my language , and then i translate it in english.

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for the Fanfic Prompt List this lady has ask me : 9)“You don’t remember last night at all, do you? and 18) “This is… exactly what it looks like.”

i’m gonna start with n°18

“This is… exactly what it looks like.”

SUB ENG:Coming back to the HQ after months is almost a dream, also because I almost started to get bored to cut up monsters and traitors, maybe I had to understand it from the beginning that miiko saw me already at the time as an ANBU (mercenary who renounces his feelings and becomes a war machine).It has been difficult to come back here, to miiko it doesn't matter the fact that Valkyon's younger sister is "only", as well as the guardian of the ancestral guard, of the H.Q in Lunaria. A small H.Q distant 3h north west from Eel.

That woman, other than a little angel is more cruel than the glacial lizard that I quartered a few hours ago but apart from that..

I miss my husband's cretin, Nevra ..Ours is not really, in fact, it has never been a standard relationship, it is easier to say that everyone goes his own way and meets only for the pure physical pleasure.

The fact is that I would like to commit myself but the distance and duties come first but basically yes, I think I want something more, only that filibuster devours-tubers, it doesn't matter.And perhaps it is also why he does not feel any resentment of other women, as it is also true that I enjoy having him raise existential doubts and a terrible remorse whenever we talk to each other.

.ykhar: hij !!!, are you listening to me ?? * an overactive brownie skipped with forms to fill out.The usual report to fill out perennially *

Hij: uh? * Lowered his gaze, compared to ykhar, hij was very tall to be a woman.1.85 tall * excuse me little girl I have other thoughts on my mind .. * sighed writing little and nothing, she has alwyas hated to write the summary as i primary school children

*ykhar: PEEEEERFECT, miiko is waiting for you in the crystal room!. You know he wants to see you too ..

.Hij: i know , i know* shrugged, starting * ah one last thing .. * he turned to the dear brownie who at that moment was looking at her with a great sense of fear almost frightening, despite being the sister of his best friend * tell to the dazed of nevra that he can also stop making himself each dumpster that walks near here. * and with a lot of non-chalance, he continued, preventing ykhar from repeating, entering the HQ .There was no one waiting for her, except the brother who heard him hammering in the forge. Without getting too talkative, Hij greeted him with a nod, going straight to the crystal room *

"Going through the dorms is almost disgusting, too many memories and too many dead people, like Mery, who I haven't had time to say goodbye .... Even though that child was a ball and chain, he was the only one when I had the moon crooked able to made me smile, well except ..that imbecile of nevr- "

* his thoughts were interrupted by whom ?, from the source of his thoughts, the presumed" husband ", nevra.there was a brief intersection of looks, followed from the usual smile winking "of slaps " on the part of nevra, which unfortunately did not find any positive result, given that Hij pulverized it with his eyes stares .Nevra had to remember that it was still the sister of his best friend, compared to valkyon was not a lamb, although from the outifit it seemed a lot ..One thing that hated deeply was that of being ignored, well, with hij it was almost a routine. The fact is that his dear little wife passed on, dodging a strand of hair in a sensual way, entering directly into the crystal room. *

Hij: Miiko ... Ykhar told me to come to you, well? ... * amber eyes burned almost by how serious and emotionless they were *

Miiko: First of all, well back, to tell the truth I didn't want to tell you anything in particular, if not-

Hij: if not that , you wanted to make me waste my time, received. I do without these speeches to make you seem to have a clear conscience. If you have any task to entrust to me, let me know in Ykhar or Alajea. Good day.

* Head up, step proud , he went on, going to the canteen, Another place teeming with intrusive and noisy people, two things that could not coincide with the type of mentality of Hij. Already irritated, hearing the shouting even from above the dormitories, she went on, entering the canteen. After a brief glance in search of an empty seat, she surrendered to the idea of having to sit with the other head guards ... Nevra watched her from time to time so much it seemed a puppy , because in the end this was what it seemed. *

Hij: nevra, do you want to make yourself useful? * Mumbled looking at him with challenge *

Nevra: what do you mean "miss female version of valkyon"?

Hij: You know what you can do as much as I tell you this ... And the first thing is * he took his face firmly, forcing him to look her straight in the eye * take off your clothes and go straight to the room. i'll erase to your mind the desire to inspect every vagina in the HQ, at all costs

* needless to say, like a puppy Nevra took Hij's words literally, taking her in his arms to carry her to his bedroom. Their relationship, even if it is quite questionable, is beautiful because it is particular. Both love each other but are too proud and bold to admit it reciprocally. Even if it is "not exactly as it seems" and it is not a standard report *

-------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------ Non scrivo di solito in un'altra lingua, quindi è possibile che alcune cose siano diverse, perché prima scrivo nella mia lingua e poi la traduco in inglese. per la lista dei fanfic questa ragazza mi ha chiesto: 9) "Non ti ricordi la scorsa notte, vero? e 18) "Questo è ... esattamente come sembra." comincerò col n ° 18 "Questo è ... esattamente come sembra."

SUB ITA : Tornare al H.Q dopo mesi è quasi un sogno, anche perchè cominciavo quasi ad annoiarmi a squartare mostri e traditori,forse dovevo capirlo sin dall’inizio che miiko mi vedeva già ai tempi come un ANBU.(mercenario che rinuncia ai suoi sentimenti e diventa una macchina da guerra).

E’ stato difficile tornare qui, a miiko non importa il fatto che sia “ solo” la sorellina minore di Valkyon, oltre che beh, capoguardia della guardia ancestrale ,del H.Q a Lunaria.Un piccolo H.Q distante 3h a nord ovest da Eel.

Quella donna , altro che angioletto è più crudele della lucertola glaciale che ho squartato poche ore fa ma a parte questo..Mi manca da morire quel cretino di mio marito, Nevra..

La nostra non è proprio, anzi, non è mai stata una relazione standard è più facile dire che ognuno va per la sua strada e ci si incontra solo per il puro piacre fisico.

Il fatto è che vorrei impegnarmi ma la distanza e i doveri vengono per primi ma sostanzialmente si, credo di volere qualcosa di più, solo che a quel filibustiere divora-tuberi, non importa.

E forse è anche per questo che lui non prova rancore a farsi altre donne , come è anche vero il fatto che io mi diverta fargli salire dubbi esistenzali e un rimorso atroce ogni qual volta che ci parliamo.

ykhar: hij!!!, mi stai ascoltando?? * una brownie iperattiva saltellava con dei moduli da compilare.Il solito rapporto da compilare perennemente*

Hij: uh?* abbassò lo sguardo,rispetto a ykhar , hij era molto alta per essere una donna.1.85 di altezza* scusami scricciolina, ho altri pensieri per la testa..*sospirò scrivendo poco e nulla, odiava scrivere il riassunto come i bambini delle scuole elementari*

ykhar: PEEEEERFECT, miiko ti aspetta nella sala del cristallo!.Lo Sai che ti vuole vedere anche...

Hij: già già * fece spallucce avviandosi* ah un ultima cosa..* si voltò verso la cara brownie che in quel momento la guardava impanicatissima, metteva quasi paura, pur essendo la sorella del suo migliore amico* Dii a quello stordito di nevra che può pure smetterla di farsi ogni cassonetto che passeggia qui vicino.*e con molta non-chalance, proseguì , impedendo a ykhar di ribattere,entrando nel H.Q. .Ad attenderla non c’era nessuno, tranne il fratello che lo si sentiva martellare dalla forgia.Senza perdersi troppo in chiacchiere,Hij lo salutò con un cenno , andando dritta verso la sala del cristallo*

“ Passare per i dormitori è quasi stomachevole,troppi ricordi e troppa gente morta, tipo Mery , che non ho fatto in tempo a salutare ....Anche se quel bambino era una palla al piede, era l’unico che quando avevo la luna storta mi faceva sorridere, oltre beh..Quell’imbecille di nevr-“ * i suoi pensieri furono interrotti da chi?, dalla fonte dei suoi pensieri, il presunto “ marito”, nevra..Ci fu un breve incrocio di sguardi, susseguito dal solito sorriso ammiccante da schiaffi da parte di nevra, che purtroppo non riscontrava alcun esito positivo, visto che Hij lo polverizzava con lo sguardo.Nevra doveva ricordarsi che era pur sempre la sorella del suo miglior amico, rispetto a valkyon non era un agnellino, anche se dall’outifit sembrava esserlo..Una cosa che nevra odiava profondamente era quella di essere ignorato, beh, con hij era una routine quasi. Fatto sta che La sua cara mogliettina passò oltre, scansandosi una ciocca di capelli con fare suadente, entrando direttamente nella sala del cristallo.*

Hij:Miiko...Ykhar mi ha detto di venire da te, ebbene?...*gli occhi ambrati bruciavano quasi da quanto erano seri e privi di emozione alcuna*

Miiko: Innanzitutto ben tornata,a dire il vero non volevo dirti nulla di particolare, se non-

Hij: se non che volevi farmi perdere tempo,ricevuto.Ne faccio a meno di questi discorsetti per farti sembrare di avere la coscienza pulita.Se hai qualche compito da affidarmi, comunicalo a Ykhar o Alajea.Buona giornata.* Testa alta, passo fiero, proseguì, andando verso la mensa, Altro luogo brulicante di gente invadente e chiassosa,due cose che non potevano coincidere con il tipo di mentalità di Hij. Già irritata, sentendo gli schiamazzi persino da sopra i dormitori, proseguì, entrando in mensa.Dopo un breve sguardo alla ricerca di un posto libero, si arrese all’idea di doversi sedere con gli altri capoguardia...Nevra la osservava di tanto in tanto, con aria da cucciolo bastonato, perchè in fondo era questo quello che sembrava.*

Hij: nevra, vuoi renderti utile?* biascicò guardandolo con sfida*

Nevra: che intendi “miss valkyon al femminile?“

Hij: Lo sai bene cosa puoi fare quanto ti dico questo...E la prima cosa è*gli prese il viso saldamente obbligandolo a guardarla dritto negli occhi* toglierti questi vestiti da fighetta e filare dritto in camera.Farò in modo di farti passare la voglia di ispezionare ogni vagina del H.Q,costi quel che costi.

* inutile dire che come un cagnolino Nevra prese alla lettera le parole di Hij, prendendola in braccio per portarla nella sua camera da letto.Il loro rapporto anche se è parecchio discutibile è bello perchè è particolare..Entrambi si amano ma sono troppo orgogliosi e sfrontati per ammetterlo reciprocamente..Anche se si “ non è esattamente come sembra” e non è un rapporto standard*

#eldarya #eldarya rants #eldarya companions #Eldarya Rambles #nevra #nevra’s girlfriend

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baby-advice · 7 years

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10 books for the whole family

15 May the whole world celebrates the International Day of Families. This is a celebration of love, comfort and tenderness. After all, these feelings give us native people. I offer you a selection of wonderful books that will twist the warm family nest, to strengthen the relationship between the family and raise happy children.

1. "Creative Education" gin van't Hull

How to turn a family life full of inspiration and enjoy every routine activity? Author of the book suggests: take a look at life as a creative process. Creativity is present in everything from weeding the beds before cooking dinner. Tips and master classes from the book will help you come up with ideas for your own games inspire new creative projects. You will learn to see the amazing in everyday, look at everyday things with different eyes.

Tip of the author

Do it discreetly to involve family members in the creative process. Every day, passing by those places in the house, they will want to do something with their hands.

On the table lay a sheet of studies of black cardboard, white chalk or a jar of white paint.

Leave on the windowsill wax crayons or markers to draw on the windows.

Attach the tape to the table a few sheets of paper for watercolor, put next to watercolor paints, a brush and put a glass of water.

Pour beans, rice and pasta of different colors in the form of cakes and leave them on the table together with glue and a cardboard sheet.

2. "Secrets of precipitating mother" Tracy Hogg and Melinda Blau

Thousands of parents around the world have turned to books known expert Tracy Hogg, to establish communication with their young children. With this book you will learn banguage - the language in which young children are signaled to you about your needs, feelings and emotions, will be able to better understand your child and engage in education, taking into account the unique characteristics of his personality, nature and characteristics of development.

Tip of the author

Never leave kids alone emotional. Infants can not control their feelings, and we must help them in this. If your baby cries, beats, waving his arms and legs flail or as something else comes out of himself, in such cases almost always helps to change the situation, especially if other children are around. This allows ease emotions baby. Always explain to him how he feels, even if you think he does not understand. Maybe today he does not understand, but will be soon.

3. "The kid knows better," Deborah Solomon

If your home has recently had a child, then this book will be a real lifesaver. The unique technique of training Magda lilies "educate watching" will tell you how to deal with young children. You will learn what is really necessary for the development of your baby and you will understand how to meet their needs. The author is sure: only respecting individual freedom kid, you'll be able to grow and self-confident child himself.

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A child learns all the time. The less-vmeshi ourselves to in a natural learning process, the more we observe how much the new kid learns every E Nute. All children are naturally curious and self-motivated to knowledge of the world. They do not need our instructions or teachings. Give your child the opportunity to explore different subjects and give him as much time as you need, so that he can do it at their own pace.

4. "365 Days Together" Julia and Elena Lugovskaya German

Nowadays, parents have a very interesting, but at the same time is very difficult. It's easy to get lost in the hustle and bustle of life, so do not have time on the most important thing. This diary will help to put everything in its place. It is designed for parents who want to keep up with everything, and at the same time have fun with their children. This is not just a notebook, which is convenient to write the pleasant moments and plan things. In it you will find many useful tips on education and a list of 365 undertakings for each day of the year.

Tips from the authors

Sometimes the child busy with something and would not want to be interrupted. Even if the baby things that you feel are not serious, the passion and focus are very important. Just ask the kid to tell you when it is available, and give him time to finish his plan. It is important to respect children's dreams: do not consider them rubbish, take seriously the plans of the child, helping them to do, find a place for them in his busy schedule.

5. "Rules of happy families," John and Karen Miller

If you ask your children questions like: "Who gave this mess?" Or "Why are you not listening to me?" - This book you need. Here are answers. On all parent questions. The authors - experienced parents who have seven children! They built a happy family. Now it's your turn.

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Personal responsibility - principles of reliability, which will allow parents to exclude from education thinking of the victim, the complaint promptly and charges. When we lament because of the actions of our children when we postpone the expectation that someone will take something when looking for scapegoats, our actions have no personal liability. But we can develop it by means of a tool called qbq (question by question) and is defined as follows: qbq - a tool that allows parents to develop personal responsibility and make the right decisions in the process of education.

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6. "Believe in your child" Cecile Lupan

Among the books describing the early development techniques, this book stands out for its sincerity and love for children. It is based - methods of education, popular for over 25 years. The main idea of the author is that we should not blindly follow the recommendations of teachers and psychologists. The parent should listen to the child, his wishes and then interesam.Tolko classes will produce results and will give your child the joy of discovering the world.

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The best teachers for the baby - his parents;

Education - is a game that should be terminated before the child is tired;

No need to check your child;

Curiosity and a keen interest in supporting the speed and novelty.

7. "Myths education" Po Bronson and Ashley Merriman

One of the most influential books on parenting, which proves that in this case, good intentions and effective methods - not the same thing. And along the way he debunks the major "parent" myths. The book was translated into 16 languages. So for thousands of parents around the world have received valuable lessons.

Tip authors

Praise can have the opposite effect. If you praise the efforts and persistence, you pass the child a sense of control over the situation. He realizes that success depends on him. If you praise a child for the mind, which it is endowed from birth, you draw a situation beyond his control. It will be very difficult to survive the setback. Those who have a child believes that the key to success - the innate intelligence, underestimate the value of the applied forces. Children think, "I'm smart, so I should not try." Applying force - it means to show to everyone that you are not able to succeed, relying on the natural data.

8. "The child-optimist" Martin Seligman

The happiness of children depends on their perception of the world. And well-being and success - just investigation optimistic view of the world. Martin Seligman - professor and founder of positive psychology explains how to raise children with an optimistic view of the world. Tests, tips and techniques from the book as a prompt.

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The basis of optimism did not make positive phrases, and how a person interprets the causes of what is happening. Children adopt optimism and pessimism in adults. They are like a sponge, absorb and what you say and how you say it. So the first way to help them - to learn to deal with pessimism.

When you are overwhelmed by emotion - the child feels it. He sees your display of emotion, dim or bright dazzling, as an indication that it is necessary to take seriously the fact that you have to react so. Emotional learning occurs in this form. Children do not only perceive the specific content of your actions, but also to learn their general style.

9. "The artist is in every" Julia Cameron and Emma Lively

This allowance is for parents who want to help their children develop creativity. According to the author, all children are creative, just takes practice. In this book you will find exercises that you can do with your child while having fun, and activities that the child can do on their own.

Tip authors

Children are curious, this is their nature. Large and unfamiliar world every day gives them a meeting with something new and delightfully entertaining. The task of parents - to make a meeting with the unknown real treat, help to know this world.

Awaken the child the desire to learn new things, and it will help you become the very inquisitive. A child will be interested in everything that is interesting to you. Engage in joint creative work or working with each on their own - it still strengthens your bond with your baby.

10. "My family book" Satenik Anastasyan and Evdokia gasumyan

With what is associated family of any person? That's right, with comfort, warmth home. And especially in a child. It took into account the authors of this amazing album. It is decorated like a big cozy house, and every turn - a separate room. Playing interesting and fulfilling job, a child learns better than the closest people and more love my family

Assignments from the book

Create your own family photo album. Find pictures of their baby brothers, sisters, parents, grandparents, grandparents, great-grandparents or any other family members and paste them on these pages. Do not forget to sign the pictures! Who's who and what look like?

Draw a family dream. You know, dreaming about your parents as a child? And grandparents? No? Then rather ask them to draw their dreams on these pages! What they failed to realize? And that do not work?

Make a small dictionary of family expressions. Listen to the family: what is often said the grandmother? What is like to say mom or dad? Enter your favorite words and phrases in the windows, and next Illustrate them or pasted photos loved ones.

Happiness begins with the family. Give your loved ones the best, sharing the most valuable, spend more time together.

#books #whole #family #your child

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