Nan Sheng didn't know what kind of emotions she was under to force herself to listen.
I just promised him I wouldn't cry.
Now tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, her eyes filled with soreness and pain.
Although her tears were silent, silence spoke louder than words.
Yin Han sighed softly, saw a bench by the roadside, and sat down with the person in his arms.
Nan Sheng straddled his lap, and he raised his hands to gently wipe away her tears: "Sweetie, didn't we promise not to cry?"
"I... feel sorry for you... Waaah, that couple was so mean."
One second she's saying she likes him, the next she's disgusted by him.
Yin Han was only six years old. He should have been nestled in his parents' arms, but he had already experienced all the hardships of life.
He was just a child longing for love.
Even though he had been abandoned countless times, he still chose to believe in her.
She doesn't dare to ask him how he felt when she rejected him, whether it felt like he had fallen from heaven to hell.
She was the one who loved him the most, and also the one who hurt him the most.
Yin Han wrapped his arms around her waist, pressed his forehead against hers, and nuzzled her nose: "My dear, you're crying like this now, what are we going to do later?"
He hadn't even finished speaking.
"No... Waaah, I need to know! You have to keep telling me, you can't hide anything!"
"Six-year-old Yin Han didn't understand anything. He only knew that he had to survive. When he was tired, he would find a place to rest and shelter from the wind and rain. When he was hungry, he would go to find food. Sometimes he would be chased away from people's shops, but there were also kind people who would give him some food because they felt sorry for him."
Even at the worst times... I was so hungry that I had to rummage through trash cans for food.
Yin Han glanced at Nan Sheng's expression as he spoke, and only continued after noticing that she didn't seem disgusted.
"A child who runs around everywhere, without parents or any adults, is often targeted when he walks on the street."
They gave me a steamed bun. I didn't think much of it, and after eating it, I felt dizzy. When I woke up halfway through the journey, I found myself on a big truck with lots and lots of children inside. They were crying and making a fuss.
I didn't react much, or rather, I didn't care.
But when we arrived in Nancheng, I heard them say that they were going to remove all our organs. I was afraid of the pain, so I ran away when they weren't looking while I was using the toilet.
I didn't know where I was going, I just kept running as fast as I could, and then, luckily, I met my sweetheart.
Yin Han originally thought he would never tell anyone about these memories, but now he has, and it's not as difficult to talk about as he had imagined.
"Why did you agree to come home with me that day?" Nan Sheng's eyes were red like a rabbit's as she rubbed against Yin Han's neck before looking up.
Yin Han suddenly lowered his head and kissed Nan Sheng's lips, his Adam's apple bobbing as he thought for a moment before answering, "Lust at first sight."
"!!!" Nan Sheng didn't believe that was the reason.
Her soft, sweet voice was nasal from crying: "I don't believe it, you were so young back then."
"But that doesn't stop me from thinking you're beautiful, like a little angel descended to earth."
Unlike their probing gaze, looking at me like I was an object, your eyes were so pure that day. I was squatting in that alley, so dirty, but you didn't look down on me. And even after saying so much without getting a response from me, you still reached out your fair and delicate hands.
My first thought was that a celestial being had come to pick me up.
"Do you remember what I said when I reached out my hand?"
Nan Sheng sniffed, wrapped her arms around his neck, and tilted her head to ask.
Yin Han smiled calmly. How could he not remember? Those words were etched into his bones. He dreamed of them day and night. Because of those words, his love for her was so deep that it wasn't enough.
"Hey handsome, sir! Would you like to come home with me and be my husband?"
Yin Han not only repeated the sentence verbatim, but also imitated Nan Sheng's tone at the time.
It's not that they're similar, but rather that they're completely unrelated, but the tone is absolutely correct.
“You…” Nan Sheng didn’t expect him to say it in this way; she herself had forgotten how she said those words.
"So, sweetie, do you still want me to be your husband?"
"Why wouldn't I want to? I told you, we're destined to be together in this life, and no one can stop us. I've already lost you once, and I can't let it happen again." Otherwise, Nan Sheng didn't know what would become of her.
Nan Sheng cupped Yin Han's handsome face in her hands and said, word by word, "Back then, I was also attracted by his looks. Han Baobao is so handsome that he really touched my heart, so I wanted to bring you home."
As Nan Sheng spoke, a tear rolled down her cheek. Fortunately, she still had a chance to salvage the situation.
"Okay, then be good to me from now on, okay? You're the only piece of candy I have."
Yin Han held her, his face pressed against Nan Sheng's chest, feeling a soft sensation.
"Yes, from now on I will only love you and cherish you. Even if we have a baby in the future, I will still love you the most." Nan Sheng patted Yin Han's back, her eyes full of heartache.
Yin Han, who was rubbing against Nan Sheng, was laughing about something out of Nan Sheng's sight.
"Okay, I remember, I can't share my candy with anyone." Yin Han could smell the milky fragrance even through the fabric. He suddenly raised his head slightly and kissed Nan Sheng again and again.
Nan Sheng couldn't possibly refuse this, and just as she was about to respond passionately, she suddenly felt a lightness in her body as Yin Han left her lips.
"We can kiss slowly when we get home." Although it was late at night, people would inevitably pass by. He didn't care, but he didn't want Nan Sheng to be stared at by those scrutinizing eyes.
"Hanbao, you're so kind."
"Um."
"Han Baobao, what do you like about me?"
"There's no reason, I just really like it."
"Hanbao, you're saying 'if,' 'if hypothetical'..."
"Hmm, assuming what?"
"What would you have done if I hadn't come to Beicheng to find you?"
"I'll just protect you silently."
"Then we missed out?"
"I'm more afraid of seeing your disgusted look than of missing out."
"..."
The two engaged in a question-and-answer session.
Yin Han held Nan Sheng firmly in his arms. Nan Sheng's legs, wrapped around his waist, swayed back and forth. She would sometimes sigh and sometimes burst into laughter. Yin Han responded to every question she asked, and would even throw in a corny pickup line or two. The sweet and sour smell of love permeated the northern city on this summer night.
This night will help them remember the love they have for each other.
P.S.: Here we go!
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