After hanging up the phone with his grandfather, Yu Hanxiao bought the next flight ticket to Country M and waited in the terminal hall.
Yu Hanxiao felt somewhat nervous at the moment. They hadn't seen each other for six years. What would he look like now? Had he grown taller? Was he taller and more handsome than himself?
He has had outstanding looks since he was a child, and has perfectly inherited his father's handsomeness. On the other hand, he looks more like his mother, handsome yet feminine.
In fact, there is something Yu Hanxiao has never said. Since childhood, Achuan and Yu Muyang have looked more alike. In the eyes of outsiders, they are more like two brothers, and he has been secretly jealous of them.
He felt from the bottom of his heart that Achuan was his own younger brother and the person closest to him. Although he and Yu Muyang were also cousins, he still didn't want them to be closer.
Before, he was childish and serious, without so many petty thoughts. He just liked to be with Achuan every day, watching him grow up slowly and become a handsome boy. He was always happy and never forgot to take him with him wherever he went.
Until I grew up, I was gradually influenced by my parents' desire for power. They told me countless times, Han Xiao, you have to strive for excellence, you have to fight for power and peace of mind for our family.
But now, are you really at ease?
He was cruel to Achuan only that one time, but that time created a huge rift in their relationship, which could never be restored to the same state.
Thinking of that innocent boy, he grew up clean and had never been exposed to any darkness. His eyes were clear and bright, as if they were always shining.
But six years ago, the light in his eyes went out.
He didn't dare to think, couldn't think, about what he had experienced and what kind of hurt he had suffered over the years.
It was not until the airport sent a reminder to check in that he stood up and walked over to the plane. He looked at the sky outside the window with a clear expression. He didn't know how long it would take to make up for the mistakes he made in his youth, and he didn't know whether that boy would still look at him with light in his eyes in the days to come.
He wanted to keep the light, just as he had promised.
He once said: Achuan, I will make you the happiest person in the world, and you will always smile like this.
It was me who had caused him to fall into the abyss, so now I should pull him out and let him live in the sunshine.
It only takes three or four hours from Ancheng to Country M. I never thought before that they were only separated by such a short distance, but I was so cruel that I never went there once.
In the past years, I have done so many beastly things.
Until he stood still in that place, that was the place he had someone arrange for him six years ago. Now it seemed to be still the same as before. There were many flowers and plants planted in the small villa, and there were a few cats lazily basking in the sun, watching the years go by peacefully.
He didn't see the person he wanted to see, so he walked to the door of the villa and rang the doorbell. After a long time, he didn't hear anyone coming out. He was a little discouraged, but he kept pressing the doorbell. He must be here. His Achuan was the most gentle. He loved flowers, plants and small animals.
That boy was so warm-hearted, yet I lost him.
He didn't dare shout, for he was afraid that he would hear his own voice and would be even more unwilling to come out. He just stood there stubbornly, waiting for that person. He believed that he would come. He has always been a kind person and would never leave anyone at the door.
I don’t know how long it was, until Yu Hanxiao felt his feet were a little numb, then he saw the figure slowly walking out. He was so thin, his face was pale, and he looked as if he had a serious illness.
He has grown taller and is now taller than me, but he is too thin, which makes people feel distressed when they see him.
Yu Hanchuan slowly walked to the door until he saw the figure that had appeared countless times in his dreams. He looked indifferent and asked, "What are you doing here? Are you here to see if I'm dead?"
Yu Hanxiao looked at him with great concern, "Achuan, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? Can I take you to see a doctor?"
He raised his eyes to look at him, with an unknown smile on his lips, which almost made Yu Hanxiao go back to the past, back to when they were young, when he always looked at him like this.
But at this moment, his words were extremely cold. "Oh, all my suffering is due to you. You don't have to come here and pretend to be a brother. There is no love between you and me. As early as six years ago, we stopped being family."
Yu Hanxiao stood in front of the door, a little anxious. "Achuan, I know you blame me and hate me, but you look too weak right now. Can you please let me go in first? I'll take you to see a doctor."
"No need." He dropped those two words and turned back, leaving Yu Hanxiao standing there alone. He shouted in despair, "Achuan, Achuan, I was really wrong. Can you please let me in?"
He didn't turn around or look back, but walked into the house step by step and closed the door, as if everything outside had nothing to do with him.
However, his eyes were still red as he looked at the man he had missed and hated countless times, and his heart was sad.
That person was once his most trusted, but she had pushed him into the abyss, and no trace of warmth remained. It was as if his existence was an obstacle that he couldn't wait to clear away and solve.
He covered his mouth and coughed softly. The coughing continued without interruption until he felt he could no longer bear it. Then he stood up and took the medicine.
My health has not been good since I was a child. I always have some minor illnesses and pains, especially the persistent high fever six years ago, which made my body even weaker.
He is only in his early twenties now, but his body is as fragile as that of a seventy-year-old man. Because of this broken body, he dares not love or accept being loved. He is afraid of disappointing the other person and thinking that he is a sickly person who cannot guard or protect her.
He wanted to return to his country, to the place he was familiar with, to his family, but he was just an exile, so what qualifications did he have to go back? No one would welcome him.
He was alone in this empty villa, occasionally speaking to himself or remaining silent for long periods. He had no friends and rejected all outsiders, imprisoning himself in this place, stubborn and hopeless.
Now he finally waited for that person to come to him, but he was not happy at all. After so many years, his brotherhood with him had slowly faded away, until he could not think of him for a long time. He even thought that he could forget him and forget those parents.
But it wasn't until that phone call that pulled him back from reality that he was angry, sad, and hateful. He said cruel words that he had never said before, cursing him. He just wished that they would never see each other again in this life.
But now he appeared at his door, apologizing to him over and over again, repenting over and over again.
In fact, I still care about him as much as when I was a child.
He didn't feel happy, just ironic.
All this comes too late and is meaningless.
I have long lost hope in him and them.
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