Chapter 55: Like a Duckweed

Yan Ning nodded slightly, looking at the man in front of him with dependence: "Yes, I will go with you. When we get to a safe place, you can hold me, okay? If Yan Zijie comes back later, we won't be able to leave."

He didn't know who he was, nor where to go. From then on, his body was like a floating duckweed, and Xie Jingyu was his only root.

Xie Jingyu hummed, and left with Yan Ning.

He was finally able to get Aning away, but Yan Zijie might never show up again, ×

…

Yan Zijie was busy at the pharmacy and rushed home. Yan's mother was busy with chores at home.

He took the broom from Yan's mother and asked, "How is Ningning? Did you have lunch?"

Mother Yan didn't look up at him, and went back to hanging clothes, her tone was calm as if nothing had happened.

"He's gone,"

Yan Zijie threw the broom on the ground with a clattering sound. He said to Yan's mother fiercely, "Where can Ningning go alone? Didn't I ask you to keep an eye on him? How could he run away?"

Yan's mother didn't care about his rage, and said calmly as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her: "He is not Ningning, he has grown legs, he can go wherever he wants."

Yan Zijie looked lost again, repeating this sentence over and over again.

"He is! Ningning, he can't go anywhere... It's safest to stay at home... It's too dangerous outside..."

Muddy tears flowed from Yan's mother's drooping eyelids. She pulled Yan Zijie's trembling arm.

"What a sin...wake up, Ningning died five years ago, and no one harmed him. It was just a natural disaster. Why can't you accept this?

What would you do if Xiaoning’s family came looking for you? Zijie, please let yourself go and let Ningning rest in peace! ”

Xie Jingyu pushed the door open, drew the sword from his waist, and pointed it at Yan Zijie: "Your brother died, and you want to lock up Aning. Have you ever thought that he has always treated you as his brother? Are you worthy of those who call you brother? Don't you feel guilty every time you hear it?"

Yan Zijie's pupils were dull and he shook his head slowly.

"... Ningning is not dead... Ningning, don't go out... Brother will protect you."

Xie Jingyu didn't want to see him acting crazy and stupid anymore. He pressed forward angrily, with the sword only a finger's length away from Yan Zijie's throat.

"Yan Zijie!! He's dead! Yan Ning died in a shipwreck, and even so he didn't want to see you again!"

"Hahahaha...hahahaha..." Yan Zijie suddenly burst into laughter, tears dripping down his face.

Xie Jingyu still held the sword. Yan Ning must have been in great pain five years ago.

"He is not good at studying, so you call him a waste. You hope that he will inherit the medical skills of your Yan family, but he is not good at it, so you lock him in the hospital room. It is normal for Yan Ning to want to escape from you because of your extreme method."

Yan Zijie pointed at Yan's mother, his steps unsteadily, and he wandered back and forth on the ground: "Isn't it right? Is it wrong to do this? My father and she treated me like this. How much do you think I like medicine?

Hahaha, this is ridiculous. I have studied hard since I was young, but Qi Yu who appeared out of nowhere is better than me. She is just a woman, but she can do better than me..."

Mother Yan lowered her head, her hunched body almost bent into the ground.

He raised his head and laughed. Xie Jingyu sneered and continued, "You are wrong again. Why do you judge people by their gender? Qi Yu is a woman, so what? Her good name and medical skills have long been spread throughout the land of Kyushu. You are not as skilled as others, so don't attack others' gender."

After he finished speaking, Yan Zijie was still in a trance, and Xie Jingyu continued: "Yan Ning went out to sea just to escape from you. He couldn't stand your control for a long time. The scar on your face is also your own fault. Why did you use these to tie up my An Ning?

At the beginning, Aning always regarded you as his brother and savior, but you, relying on your medical skills, made a hallucinogenic drug that made him gradually lose his memory, and then tortured him in the same way.

You, killed Yan Ning twice,"

Yan Zijie felt as if a knife had stabbed him in the heart. He took a few steps back, mumbling, "Ningning... Ningning... Is it cold in the sea? I'm sorry, brother. I'll be here to accompany you right now!"

After saying that, he took the initiative to crash into Xie Jingyu's sword. Blood trickled down his neck and flowed onto the dusty ground. The blood was surrounded by the dust.

Xie Jingyu put away his sword, turned around and left the yard.

Ignoring the screams of the old woman behind him, Yan Zijie said that the old woman was not completely right. Everyone should pay the price for their own mistakes.

There was a dead body lying in the yard, and the old woman was wiping the blood off his neck.

"Zijie... Zijie!! Yan Yi, it's all your fault... You killed our two children... It's all your fault... I'm not wrong... I'm not wrong... I just love them too much...

…

Xie Jingyu bought some brown sugar cakes and went to a restaurant to pack some new dishes. She also went to a clothing store and bought some clothes.

He returned to their little home carrying many bags.

As soon as the door was opened, Yan Ning came up to me with shining eyes.

"Wow! So many delicious foods!!"

Xie Jingyu pinched his little face, handed the brown sugar cake to him, put his arm around his shoulders, and led him into the house.

Yan Ning couldn't wait to untie the rope, rescued the brown sugar cake from the oil paper, pinched a small piece and put it into his mouth.

Xie Jingyu touched his head, opened the package containing the clothes, and revealed the new clothes inside.

"Do you like it? If you like it, eat more. I bought you some clothes. Come and try them on later."

Yan Ning looked at her empty wrist, and stopped eating the brown sugar cake in her hand. She looked at Xie Jingyu sadly, pouting and saying, "Jingyu, the bracelet you gave me was broken by him."

Xie Jingyu opened the lunch box for him and placed the dishes on it.

"It's okay. Tomorrow, Aning, come with me for a walk and I'll buy you a pair, one for each wrist."

Yan Ning took the chopsticks he handed over and opened her peach blossom eyes wide.

"Really? That's great! I'll call Sister Qi Yu and we'll go together!"

Xie Jingyu paused as she picked up some food for him. Could Yan Ning accept such an outcome for Yan Zijie and Yan's mother? Moreover, these things are also inseparable from him.

Xie Jingyu admitted that he was mean and hid all this and was unwilling to tell Yan Ning that Yan Zijie was already dead. He didn't dare to gamble or tell Yan Ning because he was afraid that Yan Ning would leave him.

"I ran into her today. She said she was a little busy at the clinic these days. Can we call her next time?"

Yan Ning did not doubt Xie Jingyu's words, and was happily chewing beef.

I don't know if Qi Yu can restore Aning's memory, or take him to the Liu Mansion to see his relatives.

Seeing the man frowning, Yan Ning put the dish he thought was the most delicious into his bowl.

"Jingyu, this is delicious, you should eat it too!"