In the second half of the night, Yan Cuo suddenly woke up, opened his eyes and looked around, but there was nothing there.
Where had he gone so late?
Confused, she walked out and saw him sitting in front of the tent, looking into the distance, wondering what he was thinking about.
Yancuo walked over quietly and sat down beside him, "What are you thinking about?"
Yu Muyang was not too surprised to see her come out. He moved aside to give her a clean place.
"Why did you come out? Can't sleep?"
Yan Cuo hummed, "What about you? It's so late and you're still not asleep."
"You were talking in your sleep earlier, calling for grandma. No matter how I tried to comfort you, it was useless. I waited until you calmed down before I came out."
Yancuo felt a little embarrassed, "Did I talk in my sleep?"
"Yes, maybe you miss your grandma too much? You can see that you are not sleeping well with a frown on your face." Yu Muyang didn't mind her talking in her sleep. After all, he was used to her sleeping with her arms and legs spread out, so it was nothing.
Just listening to her sobbing and calling for grandma, I couldn't help but feel touched. I felt a little sorry for her, but I didn't know how to comfort her and make her feel better.
Yancuo and his grandmother had a deep affection, and he had always known it, but he had not known before that Yancuo would cry and call his grandmother's name in his dreams, like an uneasy child.
Yan Cuo scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed, yet also a little puzzled: "I didn't cry or speak in my dream. Could it be that I was unconscious when I spoke?"
Yu Muyang put his arm around her shoulders and placed her head on his shoulders. "Seeing you so sad, I have no way to help you. I feel so powerless. I don't know how to comfort you or tell you that I am still here.
No matter when, no matter how many people leave you, you still have me by your side, I will always be by your side."
She was his obsession since his youth, and now it can finally come true. God knows how lucky he is.
Yan Cuo hugged her neck tightly, as if to act like a spoiled child, his voice soft and nasal, "I know you will always be by my side, so I'm never afraid."
Yu Muyang rubbed her head, looked into the distance, and pointed to her with his finger: "Look, what is that?"
Yancuo looked in the direction he pointed, and saw only yellow light flickering and moving. She immediately realized, "It's a firefly!"
Yu Muyang looked over and saw that her eyes were sparkling, clean and clear, without a speck of dust.
"Well, do you like it?"
"I like it!" Yan Cuo was a little excited. She hadn't seen fireflies for many years. When she was in Yuncheng, she could often see fireflies at night. At that time, she was playful and often caught them and put them in bottles. As a result, they died the next day, and she was scolded by her grandmother.
Grandma said that fireflies yearn for freedom and cannot be imprisoned. It is enough to just watch them.
For many years after that, Yan Cuo never saw fireflies again. It might be that the fireflies did not want to be imprisoned anymore, so they no longer appeared in his life, or it might be that he was not paying attention and ignored them.
Seeing him again at this moment, Yan Cuo felt that time had passed, and the past years became clearer in his mind.
Seeing her ecstatic look at the moment, Yu Muyang walked away. Yan Cuo didn't call him, but was expecting him to do something.
After a while, he came over and slowly spread his hands in front of her. Yan Cuo saw many fireflies, which were flashing and twinkling in the night sky.
Yancuo wanted to touch them with his hand, but then he remembered what his grandmother said, that fireflies yearn for freedom, so he watched them slowly fly away and return to where they were before. In the hazy light, he felt that the yellow light was particularly dazzling.
"Do you like it?" Yu Muyang looked at her expectantly, wanting to see joy on her face.
Yan Cuo smiled and leaned into his arms, "I like it very much, thank you."
"Then don't be sad anymore. You know how heartbroken I am when I see you sad, but I don't know how to comfort you. That feeling of powerlessness makes me struggle. I clearly promised to make you happy every day, but I still made you cry."
Yan Cuo stuck her head out of his arms, looking a little bit angry, "You fool, it's not because of you. Don't worry about me too much, otherwise I will become more and more willful."
He held her hand and whispered, "I like your willful side. I like all of you. No matter what you are like, I love you."
Yan Cuo grabbed his arm and suddenly felt something strange. She looked up and saw that there were some red spots on it from mosquito bites.
She quickly let him go and carefully examined his arms, which were all red and swollen from mosquito bites. Thinking that he hadn't said a word just now, she couldn't help but feel angry and distressed.
"Are you stupid? You're getting bitten like this and you're not saying anything. Does it itch?"
Yu Muyang acted as if nothing had happened, nothing unusual at all, "It's okay, it doesn't itch."
Yan Cuo hurried into the tent, took out some floral water, and took out his arm, which was covered with red lumps. She sprayed the floral water all over it, and then spread it evenly on him, and then she felt relieved.
"You ran all that way just to catch fireflies for me?"
"I see you like them very much, so I want to use them to make you happy."
Yan Cuo looked at his serious expression and felt so soft-hearted that he couldn't utter a word of blame.
There is someone who cares about my joys and sorrows more than I do. What else can I ask for in my life?
Yancuo threw herself into his arms and said, "It's late, let's go back to bed."
Yu Muyang nodded, then stood up. Yan Cuo clung to him like a koala, with her legs wrapped around his waist. He laughed helplessly, then carried her into the tent.
It was very late at night, and everything was quiet. Yan Cuo leaned over to Yu Muyang's ear and whispered softly, "Thank you."
Thank you for letting me know what happiness looks like and that I can be happy forever.
Yu Muyang didn't answer, but just hugged her tighter. The two of them hugged each other tightly, feeling each other's breath, and slept soundly.
When she woke up the next day, Su He and Gu Xuran were already awake. After a quick wash by the stream, they started playing around. She ran around and asked Gu Xuran to take pictures of her. Gu Xuran took a few pictures, but was rejected by Su He.
"You're making me look so short when you take the photo like this. You should get lower so that I look like I have long legs."
Gu Xuran squatted down and took the photo as he was told, but Su He was still not satisfied.
"Look at my expression in the photo you took. It's so stiff. It's not pretty at all. You need to learn how to capture my most beautiful angle. Try again."
After trying several times, Su He was still not satisfied. Both of them were a little discouraged. Seeing Su He and the others coming over, they quickly ran over and asked Yan Cuo to take pictures of them.
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