Chapter 132

Shen Yizhi didn't listen to the rest of the words. Without saying a word, she pulled Pei Yanhe behind her and walked to her bedroom next door.

Close the door carefully.

Shen Yizhi blocked Pei Yanhe against the door panel, looked up and asked him: "Did you hear the conversation just now?"

This is the room she lived in as a child. The decoration is still the same as before, childlike and dreamy little princess house.

Pei Yanhe glanced around inconspicuously before looking away and looking at her: "I heard it."

The curtains were half drawn, and the light in the room was a little dim.

Shen Yizhi blinked his eyes and asked, "What do you think?"

"Actually, over the years, I still don't know how you and Uncle Pei became like this today."

Although Pei Qingnian is a cold person, when Pei Yanhe was a child and was depressed due to strict education, he would take him to relax and play.

No matter how you look at it, it won't look so unfamiliar.

"Do we have to talk about this topic?" Pei Yanhe didn't answer, and his tone was obviously evasive.

Shen Yizhi didn't force him to say it now. After all, the relationship between father and son had been deadlocked for so many years, and it couldn't be changed overnight.

She said, "It's okay if we don't talk about it. I just thought that Uncle Pei might be alienating you because of self-blame."

Pei Qingnian refused to get close because of his self-blame.

Pei Yanhe was also unable to sit down and talk peacefully because of self-blame.

The father and son have been carrying the word "guilt" for more than ten years. It is a heavy and damp burden that weighs heavily on them.

The truth that they couldn't tell caused them to drift apart.

Pei Yanhe said nothing, staring at her quietly. After a long pause, he said calmly, "I know."

Chen Yizhi hesitated, "Then you..." Why are you still acting like a stranger to Uncle Pei?

"Take your time." He lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow.

Shen Yizhi uttered a low "Oh" before realizing that she was now in the princess room she had as a child.

He hurriedly started to pull Pei Yanhe out.

"Let's get out of here!"

Pei Yanhe didn't move, but held her hand, "It seems that I haven't really visited your princess room yet."

Shen Yizhi was pulled back and glared at him unhappily, "It was you who said you didn't like pink when you were a child and refused to come no matter what. You also said that princesses were what you hated the most."

Pei Yanhe just opened his mouth to speak when the voice of Ms. Tan Huiya came from outside the door.

"Zhizhi, Xiaohe, are you in there?"

Shen Yizhi hurriedly covered the man's mouth, not daring to breathe. The heart in his chest was likely to jump out at any time.

Pei Yanhe's cold eyes became dim and unclear, and his eyes became deeper as he looked at her.

"Are they not here? Where did those two kids go? We were almost done making dumplings, but they're nowhere to be found. How strange."

Ms. Tan Huiya's voice, mumbling to herself, gradually faded away until she heard someone coming down the stairs.

Shen Yizhi let go of him and whispered, “Let’s go out quickly, otherwise we won’t be able to experience making dumplings.”

In fact, Pei Yanhe had something to say, but after thinking about it, there was still a long time to go, and this little while wouldn't make any difference.

So he followed her downstairs.

When they walked into the yard, the two old men huddled together, complaining from time to time about each other's ugly dumplings and the poor quality of the dough.

Shen Yizhi and Pei Yanhe stepped forward.

The two of them fell silent at the same time.

"Grandpa, how do I make dumplings?" Shen Yizhi picked up a piece of dumpling wrapper and added some stuffing to it.

But how to pack it became a problem.

Mr. Pei smiled lovingly and said, "Come, let Grandpa teach you."

Shen Yizhi watched his movements and followed them step by step, closing and pinching the dumpling wrappers together, and in the end it really looked like the real thing.

She proudly showed it to the three men around her and said, "How about it? Not bad, right?"

Mr. Pei: "You can make it so beautiful on your first try, Zhizhi is amazing!"

Grandpa Shen: “As expected of my granddaughter, she is adept at everything she does.”

Finally, only one man was left.

He lowered his eyes and wrapped his clothes carefully and carelessly, perhaps because he noticed the three eye-catching gazes above his head.

Then he raised his head and said, "Yeah, amazing."

Shen Yizhi turned his head and pouted, “Grandpa, he is so perfunctory.”

Mr. Pei immediately glared at him and said, "I'll give you a chance to try again."

Grandpa Shen was unhappy, “What’s your tone? Can’t you be gentle to our Xiao He?”

Mr. Pei: "What do you care about my tone!"

Grandpa Shen: “Can’t I take care of the defeated general?”

Damn it, they started arguing again.

Shen Yizhi sighed helplessly, turned around and saw Pei Yanhe wrapping dumplings as if no one was around.

There was still a row of bags in front of them, and each one was big and plump, bigger than any of their bags.

Shen Yizhi was still a little puzzled until the question was quickly answered at the dinner table.

She cried out in pain, as if her teeth had hit something hard.

Looking down, he saw a coin lying in the half-remaining dumpling filling.

Then, Mr. Pei, clutching his aching dentures, asked in surprise, "Why is there a coin in this dumpling?"

Grandpa Shen was also stunned, “Mine has one too. Who put the coins in?”

Tan Huiya: "I ate it too."

Shen Dongliang hissed and looked at Pei Qingnian, who had an expressionless face opposite him, his eyes seemed to ask, "Do you have it?"

Pei Qingnian said calmly: "Yes."

Everyone present ate it, except for the silent one——

Shen Yizhi couldn't help but look at Pei Yanhe beside him, whose face showed no emotion, and finally understood something.

She stood up, found the ugliest and most crooked dumplings in the plate, and put them into his bowl.

Pei Yanhe looked up, confused, "Is it the filling you don't like?"

"..." Shen Yizhi choked, and after a moment he said, "Try to eat it."

Under her expectant gaze, Pei Yanhe took the first bite, and then his expression was stunned.

When I put it in the bowl, I saw a coin hidden inside.

"Now--"

Chen Yizhi's eyebrows curved into crescents, and the corners of his mouth were raised, "Lucky has also come to Pei Shanshan!"

Pei Yanhe was stunned.

From the corner of my eye, I noticed that everyone was smiling.

Tan Huiya joked, "So it was Xiao He who put the coin there."

Mr. Pei: "Young man, you don't know how to control your strength. My dentures almost broke."

Grandpa Shen retorted: “It’s good that you have it.”

Shen Dongliang stared at Pei Qingnian meaningfully, while the latter remained motionless, looking at the coins in the bowl for a long time.

-

At night, attic.

Shen Yizhi raised his head, gazing at the sky full of stars, and said excitedly.

“There are so many stars tonight!”

Pei Yanhe leaned against the wall behind him, staring at her thin back intently, and said "hmm".

Shen Yizhi suddenly asked, "Pei Shanshan, do you have any regrets?"

Everyone has regrets in their life, more or less.

At this moment, she wondered what his regrets were?

"No." He raised his eyes, his tone casual yet a little hoarse, "If I had to name one thing, it would probably be the five years you were in London and I wasn't by your side."

Shen Yizhi's heart skipped a beat.

Then, she turned around and gave him a bright smile: "It doesn't matter. You will be here every year from now on."

"Um."

The long years will eventually come to an end.

This love will last forever.

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