The two of them stayed at home for a few rare days. Yan Cuo watched them quarrel again and again, and the meaning of what they said was almost the same.
They don't want to be a burden to me. They want to find their own happiness and don't want to be tied down by me.
Yan Cuo wanted to laugh. She wanted to tell them loudly: I don’t want either of you!
In the end, she didn't say those words out loud. She was not as cruel as them. She was not as stubborn as them. She treated herself like an object, pushing herself here and there.
She just watched, day by day, her heart slowly sinking, and then she completely gave up on it.
The day Yu Ruhai showed up was the day their argument was at its most heated. Yan Cuo stood by and watched, their voices growing louder and more excited.
She remained expressionless and her eyes were empty.
Until her uncle arrived, she saw the expression of love and care from her uncle, who had always loved her. Yan Cuo's heart tightened instantly, and she stared at him intently.
She was afraid. She was afraid that he just came to see her and would leave. She was afraid that she was just fantasizing. She was afraid that this was all an illusion.
It wasn't until he opened his mouth and said he was going to take her away that Yan Cuo's heart seemed to truly come alive. She looked at him in disbelief, not knowing for a moment whether to be happy or what. Then she looked at her parents' relieved expressions, and that expression actually stung her.
She obediently followed her uncle and packed her few belongings. Before leaving, she went to her grandmother's room, carefully put her things away, and locked the door.
This place belongs exclusively to grandma, and no one can disturb her.
She walked along without saying a word, and her uncle also did not say anything. The two of them walked all the way to the bus stop.
At that time, public transportation in Yuncheng was not well developed, with only one bus coming once an hour. They sat in a pavilion waiting.
The weather in September was still a bit hot and humid. Yan Cuo saw sweat on her uncle's forehead and hurriedly took out paper to wipe it for him. Her uncle looked at her and smiled with relief.
"Yancuo, from now on, your uncle's home is your home. Don't worry about anything. When we get to Ancheng, I'll find a school for you. You don't have to worry about anything in the future. Just study hard and consider it a way to repay your grandmother's spirit in heaven."
Yan Cuo looked at him and nodded heavily. Thinking of her grandmother, she couldn't help crying again. She turned her head quickly and held back the tears in her eyes.
Yan Cuo slowly calmed down and looked around. Yan Cuo seldom came to this place. She had almost never left this place. Everything she saw and heard originated from here.
From now on, I will start from here and go to bigger and farther places. What I see and hear will be different, and I will become the strong and brave girl that my grandma expects me to be.
Yan Cuo was immersed in his own thoughts and did not notice a familiar figure walking towards him.
That was Xu Lin. It had been a long time since they last met. He seemed to have grown taller, and his face wasn't as sunny as usual. He looked at her and hesitated to speak: "Are you really leaving?"
Yan Cuo looked up at him, this strange yet familiar person, this person who was no different from his classmates.
She glanced at the sky and spoke again, her voice calm and still: "Yes, I'm leaving."
Xu Lin seemed a little anxious, but didn't know how to start. He kept looking at her with anxiety on his face.
Yan Cuo stopped looking at her and looked down at the strap of his schoolbag, holding it tightly in his hand, and looked into the distance.
The bus arrived at the right time. Yan Cuo stood by the road with his uncle, ready to get on the bus. The boy still stood there at a loss, and refused to speak for a long time.
As Yan Cuo stepped onto the stairs, she heard the boy in the distance speak hurriedly, his voice slightly tinged with pain: "Yan Cuo, I'm sorry."
I'm sorry for my cowardice and my indecision.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I've said this to myself countless times. If I apologize to you, can you please not leave?
Yancuo paused for a moment, but quickly got on the bus. Sitting in her seat, she saw the boy's figure under the window. He kept looking at her, his face covered in sweat.
Yan Cuo looked at him and moved his mouth, but the boy seemed not to hear him and kept knocking on the car window.
Yan Cuo turned his head back and didn't look at him again. The car started quickly and the boy was left far behind.
Yan Cuo looked at the figure behind her that was gradually disappearing, and she smiled.
Goodbye, never see you again. Goodbye to the people and things here.
I never want to come back. This place only leaves me with bad memories. Now even my only wish is gone.
Goodbye, Yuncheng.
Yan Cuo followed her uncle and took several buses, and finally arrived at Ancheng, the city she had been looking forward to for a long time. The moment she got off the bus, she felt as if she was finally different.
Your future life will be different, and you will be different too.
She could finally stand freely under the blue sky, breathing the air of freedom, without any more accusations or insults.
She returned home with her uncle. Her aunt seemed unhappy with her arrival and her expression remained cold. Yan Cuo did not care and diligently helped her with the housework. He did not say much, but he did share some of her pressure.
Yancuo knew that his aunt was not a bad person, otherwise she would not have agreed to let him in. As long as he was more obedient and sensible, she would definitely accept him.
My uncle and aunt don’t have their own children, so I will definitely treat them well and regard them as my only relatives.
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