"Keep it a secret, Yu Tang, try letting go of me again, just once more...!"
The airport is bustling with people, and there are many people hugging like this, and even kissing, but they are all couples.
"I didn't send anything." At such close range, Yu Tang placed her hand in front of him and subconsciously pushed him away. It's normal for couples to hug or kiss, but she and Yu Chaoxian weren't a couple; they were aunt and niece. How could this be normal?
Yu Chaoxian knew that Yu Tang was still throwing a tantrum. That was normal; it was normal for a little girl to have a temper. His recent compliance had only fueled his anger.
Mickey and Ajin quickly completed the check-in process, and Mickey came over with his boarding pass.
Yu Tang noticed that A Jin had gone towards another boarding gate, while Mickey stayed with them. She turned to ask, "Isn't A Jin coming with us?"
Yu Chaoxian nodded, "Ajin, go back to Taicheng."
Chen Diao and Ivan are going to deliver goods to the Black Organization in Mozhou, so the base needs to keep people there, and they need to be trustworthy. Mickey hasn't been at the base for long and doesn't know much about the people there. Ajin has been with Chen Diao at the base, so Ajin has to go back to the base to handle liaison and communication.
Yu Tang and A Jin had spent so much time together and had become friends. She was a little reluctant to part ways with them.
She called out to A-Jin, and A-Jin turned around. Yu Tang waved goodbye to him.
Yu Chaoxian realized she had fallen into her old habit again: clinging to whoever she was with.
After Ah Jin boarded the plane, Yu Tang turned to Yu Chaoxian and asked, "Where are we going?"
Hong Kong.
Yu Tang didn't sleep on the plane. She couldn't help but ask Yu Chaoxian, "When are we going back?"
"Three days, I guess. What's wrong?"
"I kind of want to go back and see my brother." Thinking of Yu Yanting on the hospital bed, Yu Tang's excited expression about going to Hong Kong just now turned somewhat melancholy.
Yu Yanting again, it's been so long, she still hasn't forgotten Yu Yanting.
Yu Chaoxian suddenly changed his mind: "It might take five days."
"Alright then, I can go and see the places I've been before."
Although Yu Tang's memories are somewhat hazy, she subconsciously feels happy when she thinks of her childhood in Hong Kong. She had her mother and brother with her, and Uncle Guan accompanied her when she was in kindergarten. After school, Uncle Guan would take her out to eat.
Yu Chao raised an eyebrow at her. Yu Tang usually wanted to go somewhere because that place had her favorite food: "What do you want to eat?"
She was indeed intrigued: "Curry fish balls, pudding buns, egg tarts, and also sweet soup and smoothies, I want to go again..."
Where do you want to go?
"Are you coming with me?" Yu Tang thought Yu Chaoxian had come here on important business.
Yu Chaoxian did have important business to attend to, but it wouldn't hurt to spend two days with her.
After the plane landed, Yu Chaoxian took Yu Tangxian to the hotel because the airport was too far from the villa in Dalang Bay, while Mickey arranged for a car.
The hotel's high-floor suites offer panoramic views of the harbor at night, but unfortunately, Yu Tang didn't get to see much of it.
As soon as the door opened, Yu Chaoxian pinned her against it, stripped Yu Tang naked, and kissed her.
Yu Chao first kissed her between the eyebrows, at the corners of her eyes, and on the tip of her nose, and finally kissed her lips.
The shower was quick, and Yu Chaoxian used the shower gel on her body to apply it to himself as well, the warm water rinsing away the sticky foam from both of them.
The necklace around her neck was swaying violently, so Yu Chaoxian simply turned it around behind her back. He picked Yu Tang up, not wanting her head to touch the bed while she slept, since she would have plenty of time to catch up on sleep tomorrow anyway.
"Tangtang, are you having a good meal this time?" Yu Chaoxian's voice was terribly hoarse.
Yu Tang looked up, her mind still hazy, and saw Yu Chaoxian's dark eyes gazing intently at her.
After watching for a short while, his kiss landed on her.
Yu Chaoxian's kiss was tender and lingering, but his kisses and actions were contradictory. She subconsciously called out, "Yu Chaoxian."
"Um?"
Yu Tang glared with bloodshot eyes, her nose red, and her wet eyelashes trembling slightly, issuing a barely intimidating angry warning: "I'm your aunt!"
Her tone was angry, as if she were about to reprimand him as an elder.
This made Yu Chaoxian even more eager to "teach" his aunt a lesson, and he just wanted to bully her even more.
"Little aunt, legs," Yu Chaoxian said with a smile, kissing her repeatedly, and then lifted her up with his arm around her. "Hold on tight, or you'll fall."
...
At 2 PM the following afternoon, Yu Tang was still asleep when Yu Chaoxian heard her stomach growling with hunger. "Really," he thought, "she can still sleep soundly even when she's this hungry."
"Tangtang." Yu Chaoxian sat up, holding her, and gave her some water.
Yu Tang drank water in a daze until Yu Chaoxian bounced her up with his leg, which made her fully awake. Only then did she realize that she was still on top of him. Her mind involuntarily recalled the previous night.
She simply mentioned that she was his aunt, and he treated it as if he had caught her red-handed, calling her "aunt" all night long. The more ashamed she felt, the more addicted he became.
Seeing that she was awake, Yu Chao first carried her to wash up. Yu Tang said that she could walk on her right foot and didn't even give him a glance.
Yu Chaoxian knew that Yu Tang was angry; he had really provoked her last night.
It was already 4 p.m. when we finished cleaning up.
A black Bentley was parked in the parking lot, with Mickey Mouse in the right driver's seat.
Yu Tang's attention was drawn to the license plate. License plates in Hong Kong can be customized; she glanced at the plate, which only had two letters: "YY".
The car was parked on the side of the road. Yu Chaoxian saw that Yu Tang was about to let go again, so he took her hand in advance.
Yu Tang was restrained. She looked down at her hand being held, pursed her lips, and remained silent. She glanced at Yu Chaoxian; someone still needed to pay for it, so she might as well let him hold her hand.
Although he was holding Yu Tang's hand, Yu Chaoxian didn't pull too hard. Rather, it was Yu Tang who was dragging him along. Anyway, Yu Tang would automatically stop whenever she saw something she wanted to eat.
First, she ate the egg tarts she had been craving, then she went to a cafe and ate pineapple buns and pork chop noodles, and also ate curry fish balls and snacks from roadside stalls. She ate all the way.
Finally, to aid digestion, the two walked back, with Mickey leisurely following behind in his car.
In Yu Tang's mind, Eastern countries were very safe. Guns were prohibited there.
She saw an advertisement on a roadside billboard advertising a concert by the Heavenly King Zhang three nights later.
Yu Tang has always loved his songs. Although Zhang Tianwang is over fifty, he can still sing and dance well and his charm is as strong as ever. It would be great if I could go to his live performance.
She was just thinking about it; Yu Chaoxian definitely wouldn't let her listen. He'd probably say she was being silly and wasting her time. Besides, Yu Chaoxian probably wouldn't want to go to crowded places.
Yu Tang glanced back a few more times, sighed softly, and thought, "Oh well, there will always be other opportunities in the future."
Just moments before she was feeling down, she glanced at the church in front of her and pointed, "Can we go take a look there? I used to go there often when I was little."
Yu Chaoxian looked in the direction she was pointing.
The pink church: Rosary Church.
St. Dominic's Church is a Catholic church in Hong Kong, built in the Neo-Gothic style. The exterior is constructed of red brick, adorned with white stone carvings. A circular rose window at the center of the facade symbolizes the radiance of heaven. A small bell tower sits atop the church, upon which stands a cross.
In stark contrast to the hustle and bustle outside, the interior of the church was so quiet it was soothing.
Light streamed through the stained glass, casting colorful dappled patterns on the floor. The air was filled with a mixture of candlelight, old wood, and some fragrance she couldn't quite place.
It tastes familiar, just like I remember it.
Because it was a weekday, there weren't many people in the church. When Yu Tang and Yu Chao entered, there were two tourists who had finished their visit and were about to leave.
Yu Tang doesn't have these beliefs. She has an impression of this place because when she was a child, her mother, Shen Wangshu, often brought her here to pray.
Yu Tang didn't understand. Back then, her mother always presented a gentle, smiling face to outsiders, but she would always cry secretly when no one was around.
This church became Shen Wangshu's only outlet for his emotions at that time.
At that time, Shen Wangshu was suffering from the pain of being forcibly taken by Yu Yanting. The incestuous relationship made her very tormented. She always told Yu Tang that she was guilty. Little Yu Tang did not understand. How could her mother, who was so good, be guilty?
She remembered that her brother, Yu Yanting, would sometimes come to church with her, but when Yu Yanting came, her mother would not stay in the church for long, nor would she go to the confessional, as if... she was afraid that her brother would find out what she was thinking.
Now Yu Tang has come here again, observing everything here with nostalgia.
Yu Tang sat in the chair where she had waited for Shen Wangshu, looking at the confessional room opposite her, and suddenly had the idea of going to take a look as well.
She looked at Yu Chaoxian beside her and asked him to wait for her there. Just as she stood up and turned around—she was standing where Shen Wangshu had stood, and Yu Chaoxian was standing where Yu Yanting was waiting.
A fleeting thought flashed through Yu Tang's mind: the way Shen Wangshu had looked at Yu Yanting back then. She seemed to recall some of their arguments.
Shen Wangshu said to Yu Yanting, "Our filthy relationship shouldn't even be allowed here." Yu Yanting retorted, "Filthy? What do you think of Tangtang?"
Chen Wangshu panicked and burst into tears. She quickly picked up Yu Tang and kept apologizing to her, saying that it was all her mother's fault.
At that time, Yu Tang didn't understand anything. How could her mother be wrong? She frantically wiped away her mother's tears with her little hands, repeatedly saying, "Mom, don't cry."
"Tangtang".
Yu Chaoxian's voice pulled Yu Tang back to reality. When she saw him squinting at her and a cold glint in his eyes, she realized that she was crying.
"Is our relationship dirty?" Yu Tang asked Yu Chaoxian.
Yu Chaoxian frowned; he and Yu Tang were only three steps apart. Seeing him approaching, Yu Tang quickly stepped back to stop him.
"Please wait for me outside, okay? Please." Yu Tang's voice was a little choked up.
Yu Chaoxian patiently refrained from approaching. He shouldn't have come here in the first place; just by looking at her, he knew she was thinking of Shen Wangshu.
She was happy for only half a day before she started crying again.
She was crying like this, what could he do? Frustrated, Yu Chaoxian went outside to smoke.
In the dimly lit cubicle, the wooden confessional seat exuded a faint sandalwood scent. Through the fine mesh, the silhouette of the priest sitting in meditation could be vaguely seen.
"Does the child need any help?"
The priest's voice was younger and hoarseer than Yu Tang had imagined.
Yu Tang clenched her hands tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force. "I... lately I've been thinking about someone a lot. Before, I really wanted to escape from him, to get as far away as possible, but when he's in danger, I get very nervous, afraid that something might happen to him. He always touches my hair, and I don't dislike it. Every time he risks his life to save me, I'm very grateful, maybe even more so than grateful. But our relationship right now is wrong, it's a terrible relationship. I am his..."
The priest waited for a long time but didn't hear Yu Tang's second half of the sentence. Based on his past experience, he concluded: "Your distress stems from your liking for him, but your inability to admit it. This relationship has caused you to feel guilty and in pain. My child, you must know that we are all sinners. The Lord will forgive you, pardon you, grant you peace, and absolve you of your sins. You don't need to add these pains to yourself."
"I... could never like him!"
“The more you can’t do it, the more you’ll keep talking about it,” the priest said, having seen many people’s inner conflicts and long since become accustomed to them. “Let me put it another way: who is the first person you think of when you’re feeling sad, happy, in danger, or even bored?”
Yu Tang's mind collapsed; her brain seemed empty, with only one figure remaining in her mind.
She murmured, "But a relationship between him and me is impossible."
The priest had heard too many stories of illicit relationships. "If we set aside this relationship, would you like him?"
Yu Tang clenched her hands tightly. "If I told you, would you keep it a secret?"
"Of course." The priest, of course, had to keep it a secret.
Yu Tang suddenly let go of her hand, the secret still had to be kept to herself: "Then I can too."
The priest understood the nature of girls well. Many young girls came to him for confession, but he always gave them some beautiful, hopeful things.
"See the angel sculpture of the God of True Love outside? Walk up to it, close your eyes, and count down to ten," the priest's hoarse voice carried a gentle certainty. "The first person you see when you open your eyes will be the answer that fate gives you. If not, then the person destined for you is still on their way."
Yu Tang didn't believe it. She thought the priest was very unreliable. Before she pushed the door open to leave, she clearly said, "In any case, it can't be him."
How could that be?
The church is a form of salvation, but she and Yu Chaoxian are not among them.
Yu Tang, who had run out, glanced in the direction the angel sculpture's arrow was pointing, while Yu Chaoxian was smoking in the opposite direction.
She came before Cupid, closed her eyes, and counted: ten, nine, eight, seven...
3, 2, 1—The sound of a heartbeat is amplified in the eardrum.
one.
The moment I opened my eyes, the wind suddenly stopped.
The church bells rang from the top floor.
"Yu Tang, try letting go of me again and see what happens?"
A man's voice sounded above her head, and Yu Tang's hair was ruffled by a familiar large hand.
Yu Tang suddenly opened her eyes, and Yu Chaoxian came into view.
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