He didn't stay long and soon returned to the house with a cat in his arms. Yu Hanxiao saw that he never even looked at him and was actually a little envious of the cat.
At least it can stay by his side with dignity.
But the current situation was caused by myself, and I have no complaints. I just feel a little distressed when I see his thin appearance.
The sky gradually darkened. Yu Hanxiao was very tired after a day of running around. He slowly fell asleep against the door. However, his sleep was not very serene. In addition, his sitting posture was not very comfortable, so his body was a little shaky.
Yu Hanchuan took a look through the gate, his expression indifferent, and went back without saying a word.
If he wants to sleep, let him sleep. It has nothing to do with me.
At night, the wind suddenly blew. Yu Hanchuan went outside to move the delicate flowers indoors. After a while, heavy rain began to fall from the sky.
Yu Hanchuan carried all the cats into the room, and when he was about to close the door, he suddenly looked towards the door.
He is still there.
He was now soaked and his body was shaking a little, but he still didn't wake up.
He rarely saw him in such a mess. He had always thought of him as perfect, striving for the best and most exquisite in everything. But now he was completely soaked, his hair sticking to his scalp, and he looked utterly disheveled.
He stood there and watched for a while, but there was still no sign of him waking up. He sighed, went in, got an umbrella, and walked to the door of the villa.
He was soaked all over and looked pitiful. He squatted down and wanted to help him up, but failed to do it for a while.
What has this guy been eating all these years? Why is he so heavy?
He tried hard to help him up, but he felt the entire weight of the man pressing on him, and he almost fell down.
It seems that I should exercise more, otherwise I will look too weak.
After a lot of effort, he finally helped him into the living room, threw him on the sofa, shook his hands, and looked at his dirty hands. His face wrinkled a little, and he stood up and went to the bathroom to wash them.
When he came out, the man was still lying there, but his body was a little hunched, like a child.
He stood there for a long time, but couldn't bear the affection in his heart anymore. He walked over and wiped him with a towel, then went upstairs to find a piece of his own clothes for him to change into. When he finished all this, he was already sweating all over.
Just as he was about to go to the bathroom to wash up, he saw the person on the sofa move, then slowly sat up, looked in front of him, and then looked at him, with some joy in his eyes.
"Achuan, did you bring me in? You still care about me, right?"
"I just don't want to see you die at my doorstep." He threw down this sentence and walked towards the bathroom without saying another word to him.
Yu Hanxiao was in an irrepressible state of joy at the moment. He stood up, but felt a little dizzy. However, he didn't care at all and just looked around.
This is where Achuan has lived for many years. His presence is everywhere. It is a place that he is familiar with and wants to get close to.
He glanced at his clothes. It was a white shirt and casual pants. It was obvious that they were not his clothes. He glanced at the figure in the bathroom and smiled.
Our Achuan is still as warm as ever. He doesn't want him to catch a cold and is still so kind to him.
He stood up and walked for a while, wanting to go upstairs to take a look, but was afraid that Achuan would be unhappy, so he stopped and looked outside the window.
It was raining heavily outside, with no sign of stopping. He suddenly hoped that the rain would not stop, so that Achuan would not drive him away, and he could stay a little longer, even if it was just to see him a little longer.
He sat obediently on the sofa, looking towards the bathroom, not daring to make any other moves.
When Yu Hanchuan came out, he still maintained the same posture, looking at him with a somewhat flattering look.
"You can go now." He gave the order to leave without mercy and prepared to go upstairs.
Yu Hanxiao was a little surprised, but he quickly called out to him, "Achuan, I have nowhere to go. Can you take me in? I won't disturb you."
The boy paused, his words still cold, "Whether you have somewhere to go is none of my business."
Yu Hanxiao was stung by the coldness in his words, but he was still unwilling to give up. "Achuan, just this once, please take me in. I really have nowhere to go. I came here alone and brought nothing with me."
The boy wanted to refuse, but he saw him coming up quickly and grabbing him. His breath was so close that he was a little dazed, but he still quickly shook him off.
Yu Hanxiao felt a little embarrassed when he saw his hand being shaken away, but he still stood there stubbornly, looking at him expectantly.
He stopped looking at him and just sighed softly, "If you want to stay, then stay. But your range of activities is limited to downstairs. You can't come upstairs."
He nodded quickly, then seemed to have thought of something and asked him with some concern.
"Achuan, you haven't eaten for a day, are you hungry? I'll go make you some food."
"No need, I..."
Before he could finish his words, he saw Yu Hanxiao hurriedly running downstairs and heading towards the kitchen. He didn't call him and felt helpless.
Forget it, let him be. Maybe I am born unable to reject him. No matter how he hurts me, deep down in my heart, I still yearn for that family affection and his warmth.
It is not easy to truly let go of someone who has been with you for more than ten years.
He turned and went back to his room, no longer watching the scene in the kitchen.
He felt helpless and desperate, the two emotions tearing him apart. He didn't know what to do. If he wanted to forgive, he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart, but if he said he didn't forgive, what would happen to the faint expectation in his heart?
He had a splitting headache, picked up his cell phone and called Yu Muyang. The phone rang for a while and then was connected. He called softly.
"Yu Muyang, what are you busy with?"
The boy's voice was normal, and he was a little surprised that he would call him at this time. "What else can I do? Of course I'm still busy with trivial matters at the company. What about you? Why are you still awake so late?"
He paused for a moment, hesitant, "Yu Hanxiao came to see me."
Yu Muyang was not surprised. "Oh, I guessed it. What do you think now? Do you plan to forgive him?"
His voice was a little hazy, as if filled with great pain. "I don't know. I don't want to forgive him. I don't even want him to appear in front of me again."
"You're definitely not just calling to express your hatred for him. Tell me, what are you struggling with?"
"My mind tells me that I shouldn't forgive him, but my heart is reluctant to do so. I don't know what to do."
"Then follow your heart. He is your brother after all, flesh and blood."
"I need to think about it again."
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