Realizing she shouldn't have acted that way, Nan Sheng immediately sat down and took Yang Silin's hand, saying, "Mom, what exactly are you trying to say?"
"It's been so long, shouldn't you forgive Xiaohan by now?" Yang Silin knew her daughter well enough. She clearly cared and wanted to forgive, so why did they have to hurt each other?
Upon hearing this, Nan Sheng remained silent.
Yang Silin wasn't in a hurry; she seemed to be waiting for her to speak.
After a long silence, Nan Sheng's deep voice rang out: "Mom, it's not really a matter of whether I forgive him or not. It's just that when I saw Yin Han standing next to Luckly lying in a pool of blood, he didn't react at all. His indifferent gaze was as if he were looking at something completely unrelated. When I asked him if he did it, he didn't deny it, he just said sorry to me..."
Nan Sheng's eyes reddened as she spoke, but she continued, "We've spent so much time together, it's not that I don't trust him, it's just that at that moment, I suddenly felt like I'd never really understood Yin Han, maybe I'd never even known what kind of person he was."
Yang Silin was speechless for a moment. If she hadn't asked, she probably wouldn't have known that Sheng Sheng would be thinking so much on her own.
......
Six o'clock in the evening.
After Yin Han and Nan's father returned from the company, their eyes involuntarily wandered around the house, subconsciously looking at that figure.
"Mom! This smells so good!"
"Wow, this is delicious! My cooking skills are pretty good too."
"......."
Just as Yin Han was wondering if she was upstairs, he heard a girl's sweet and soft voice coming from the kitchen, and he was stunned.
She was...very happy today?
At this moment, Yin Han hesitated to go in. He was unsure if his presence would spoil her happiness and was afraid of disturbing her mood.
"Xiao Han, are these two going to be tinkering in the kitchen all day? Shall we go in and help?" Nan Lingtian took off his suit jacket and patted Yin Han on the shoulder.
Although Yin Han was afraid of disturbing the girl, he hadn't seen her all day and missed her very much. After all, he was still a sixteen-year-old boy, so he finally nodded and walked behind Nan Lingtian.
"Wife, I'm back! Xiaohan and I came to help." Nan Lingtian had already rolled up his sleeves and walked over to Nan Sheng's side: "I heard that our Shengbao cooked today."
"It's alright, there's a chef here. You and Xiaohan can sit outside for a while and then eat."
“Yes, Dad, I washed these vegetables, and I made this stir-fried shrimp and bok choy, but the chef added the seasonings.” Nan Sheng said playfully and a little embarrassed.
"Aunt Nan, let me wash them," Yin Han said, taking the vegetables from Yang Silin's hands. He intentionally or unintentionally hid behind Nan Lingtian, not wanting Nan Sheng to see him.
Little did he know, Nan Sheng had already seen him the moment she turned around, but she pretended not to care.
"No need, no need. You must be tired after a long day. Why don't you and Dad go outside and sit down? You can tell Mom about your experience at the company later." Yang Silin spoke with utmost gentleness.
Yin Han shook his head, indicating that he was not tired.
In the end, the two obediently came out of the kitchen.
......
Dinner was more lively than breakfast, with Nan Sheng and her parents talking the whole time. Yin Han occasionally chimed in after being encouraged by Nan Sheng's parents, while he and Nan Sheng remained silent.
Nan Sheng still refused to talk to him.
Despite this, it did not affect Yin Han's appetite at all, especially the stir-fried shrimp and bok choy. Yin Han ate the most of that dish, and his eyes would always fall on Nan Sheng when he picked up the food.
Whether it was Yang Silin's words that had an effect, or because of the approaching Spring Festival, Nan Sheng ignored Yin Han and did not smile at him, but overall things were still relatively calm.
The first day of the Lunar New Year.
A light snow began to fall in the southern city. After wishing Nan Lingtian and his wife a Happy New Year, Yin Han and Nan Sheng went off to play.
To be precise, it was Yin Han who cautiously followed behind Nan Sheng.
"Why are you always following me? Lu Zhicheng is coming to see me later." At this moment, Nan Sheng was wearing a long white down jacket and a red scarf. Perhaps because she was wearing too many layers, Yin Han could not see her face clearly.
Upon hearing Lu Zhicheng's name, Yin Han subconsciously frowned and became unhappy.
"Sheng Sheng, here's a red envelope for you."
Sixteen-year-old Yin Han was not short either, almost 1.8 meters tall. He was wearing a gray hoodie with a black overcoat over it. His slightly immature face looked a little awkward and nervous, and he had two thick red envelopes in his hands.
"I don't want it, you keep it." She already had one for herself.
Although she guessed that she would refuse, Yin Han couldn't help but feel disappointed: "But I gave them to you before, so I have no use for them now."
After saying that, he took two steps forward and stopped when he was still a step away from Nan Sheng, and forcefully stuffed the two thick red envelopes into Nan Sheng's hands.
"Here you go. Be careful when you go out. I'll wait for you to come back. I...I'm going back now." Yin Han was afraid that Nan Sheng would interrupt him before he could finish speaking, so he spoke very quickly. He became nervous towards the end and then turned around and walked into the house.
Sheng Sheng forbade him to come along, but he wanted to be with her.
Lu Zhicheng is so annoying!
Looking at the heavy red envelope in her hand, and then at that black figure, Nan Sheng felt a pang of sadness. She stood there for a long time before leaving.
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