Seeing him like this, the old man went upstairs silently, leaving him alone to think quietly. This child just had too many worries, so he always looked worried, and even his eyebrows were often filled with sadness.
But he was only in his twenties, a time when he should be carefree and unrestrained. Now he looked like this, which was something he really didn't want to see.
He has been with me for a long time recently, eating and playing chess with me, and he smiles more and more often. However, I still can't let it go, so I don't dare to face it.
The old man knew that his parents had contacted him privately several times, but he was either hung up directly or they parted on bad terms without saying a few words.
The lack of family affection for so many years cannot be made up for overnight, so I can only accompany him as much as possible and make him happier.
Yu Hanchuan sat there alone, his mind full of the scene six years ago when he was sent away and how they remained indifferent despite his desperate pleas. They were his beloved parents, his closest family, but they had inflicted the deepest wound on him.
I dare not forget that memory, and I cannot forget it. During the countless nights abroad, I relied on this hatred to keep going. Now that I am back, they say that they feel they were wrong and want to get my forgiveness easily. No, I can't do it.
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had regained his usual calmness. Yu Hanchuan, it's not six years ago now, and you are no longer the lonely boy you were back then. Everything has changed, and it's time for you to change too.
He returned to his room, sat on the bed and looked out the window. Yan Cuo and Yu Muyang were playing under a tree not far away. Yu Muyang said something and Yan Cuo's face turned red.
Yu Hanchuan suddenly felt that he was so envious of him. When he was young, he had heard a line from Camel Xiangzi: There are not many truths in this world, and a woman's blush is better than a long dialogue.
When I was young, I didn’t understand what it meant, but now I’ve woken up and realized I’m no longer a teenager.
I just hope that I still have the chance to meet the girl who belongs to me, who will blush when she sees me and whose thoughts will be easily affected.
At that time, he just wanted to whisper to her: I am so lucky to meet you in this life, but you have used up all my luck.
Outside, Yu Muyang was teasing Yan Cuo in front of him. Seeing the joy in her eyes and eyebrows, he couldn't help but laugh with her, and tickled her from time to time with his hands.
"Bad words, you also know to say bad things about me to grandpa, and you didn't tell me. I see that you two are always looking at me and I know that you must be saying bad things about me. Tell me quickly, what did you say?"
Yan Cuo dodged left and right, giggling, and refused to speak. He simply picked her up. Yan Cuo was small and thin, so it was easy for him to lift her.
Watching her feet kicking in the air, Yu Muyang deliberately suppressed his laughter and pretended to be serious, "Tell me quickly, or I won't let you down, little guy, I can't cure you anymore."
Yan Cuo's arms were bound by him, and his face flushed red. Looking at the domineering boy in front of him, he spoke reluctantly, "Grandpa said that when you were a child, you always bullied girls. When they wanted to play with you, you drove them away. You always made them cry and asked Grandpa to apologize."
Yu Muyang's expression changed slightly when he heard this. "This old man, it happened so many years ago, and he's still bringing it up. I've almost forgotten about it myself."
Seeing him showing a rare look of embarrassment, Yan Cuo couldn't help but want to tease him, "So what grandpa said was true. You really were that bad when you were a kid. It seems I have to change my mind about you. You were a naughty kid when you were a kid, too."
Yu Muyang looked at her smug expression, feeling somewhat helpless as he put her down. "Do you expect me to be a playboy since childhood and find you a bunch of childhood sweethearts? With your narrow-mindedness, I wonder how many times you'll cry."
Yan Cuo's heart couldn't help but warm up when he heard his warm and doting words coming from above his head, but he still looked unconvinced.
"Who knows if what you said is true? You are so beautiful, there must be a lot of girls chasing you. Don't you have any that you like?"
"Yes." His voice was filled with a smile, which fell into Yan Cuo's ears exactly, and his heart was slightly tightened.
It turns out that he also had a girl he loved.
Yu Muyang watched her little face slowly fall, her eyes no longer looking at him, staring blankly at the tip of her shoes, she looked so pitiful.
Yu Muyang hugged her tightly, as if he was helpless. "See, you're overthinking it again. I haven't told you who it is yet."
He lay obediently in her arms, not even looking up at him, but just asked dully, "Who is that?"
He suddenly let her go, leaned over and kissed her lips.
She was stunned for a moment, then remembered that they were outside the old house. She suddenly felt uneasy and tried to push him away, but he refused. He held her hand tightly and placed it on his heart. After a while, he let her go and asked in a low voice, "Do you feel it?"
Yancuo was a little confused, and it took him a long time to answer, "What?"
"My heartbeat."
Yan Cuo nodded blankly, then looked at him with tears in her eyes. He felt his heart melt when he saw her like this, and hugged her again.
"Only you, it has always been only you, you are the only one who can make my heart beat. I have rejected many people since I was a child. I can remain indifferent when I see them sad, but not you. I can't bear to see you sad, I can't bear to see you cry. I just want to give you all the best things in the world.
My heart is filled with you. If you still doubt whether I have ever loved someone else, then you can cut open my heart and see if your name, Yancuo, is engraved inside.
Yan Cuo was held tightly by him, and above him were his affectionate words. Every word was like poison stained with arsenic, too deadly.
She thought that in this life, no matter how much she had to do for him or how much grievance she had to endure, she would be happy to do it.
Because all the good luck in this life has been used to meet him and fall in love with him.
She hugged his waist tightly. He was so thin that she could feel his abdominal muscles. It made her feel so safe to have him wrapped around her.
His shoulders are where I can rest my head, and there will always be a place for me by his side. What else can I ask for?
"There is only you in my heart. When you were not there, this place was empty. Now it is filled and engraved with your name. I will worry about gains and losses and feel insecure, but I know that this is what you have always wanted to give me and have always given me. What I want to tell you is that I have never doubted your feelings for me, just like you.
I love you so much because you are as great as the sun, moon and stars. You are my hero and my light."
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