The little prince and the little fox lying in Sheng Yan's palm were not exactly exquisite and perfect; they revealed a kind of awkwardness and clumsiness in every way.
But it has a unique cuteness that is one of a kind in the whole world.
Such a cute thing could only be made by even cuter people.
Just now, this even more endearing person rushed over from the summer night when he was most exhausted and lonely, shielding him behind him and declaring to the person who had once abandoned him that he too was a child with a family, and no one could take him away.
Then give him your most precious possession and ask him if you can keep it.
Therefore, his Sheng Yan will always be the Sheng Yan who loves him the most, cares about him the most, and needs him the most in the whole world.
Whether faced with her biological father suddenly showing up at her door or being asked to pack her things and make room immediately, Qin Zigui remained calm, but at that moment she suddenly couldn't speak.
Even for a moment, he wondered if he really deserved Sheng Yan's treatment.
His brief silence, however, appeared to Sheng Yan as a silent hesitation.
Sheng Yan assumed he thought the little prince he made was ugly, so he quickly said, "Although this little prince is a bit ugly, I made it by hand. Look, my hands are all pricked. Besides, I originally wanted to give it to you for your birthday, so I can still improve it. I'm just worried you'll leave, so I can only give it to you early. If you really don't like it, then I'll give you my bank card. There's a lot of money in it. We can rent a place and live on our own. Just the two of us, no one can bully you. We can even bring Cuckoo with us."
Sheng Yan became more and more anxious as he spoke, and his eyes grew redder and redder.
Despite being a proud child loved by everyone, he was so clumsy and eager to express his love, as if he saw himself as the most precious treasure in the world, which made people's hearts ache.
Qin Zigui finally couldn't hold back any longer, reached out and pulled him into her arms, hugging him tightly, her voice a little hoarse: "Sheng Yan, are you an idiot?"
"I'm not stupid." Sheng Yan rested his forehead on Qin Zigui's shoulder, his voice muffled. "I'm just afraid you'll leave."
"If you're not stupid, why would you think I'd leave?" Qin Zigui said, sounding both helpless and heartbroken.
Sheng Yan felt wronged: "Because you don't answer my calls."
Qin Zigui explained gently, "That's because my phone ran out of battery and I fell asleep."
"My grandparents won't answer my calls either."
"Because my aunt's condition was too dangerous, everyone was too busy to take care of her."
"You didn't even tell me your dad came looking for you."
“He didn’t come to me with good intentions. I was afraid you would be angry and it would interfere with your training. Besides, I’m not going to go with him.”
“If you stay, you will suffer a lot of injustice. If you go with your father, you can go abroad and live like a rich young master.”
"Who said I was wronged by staying?"
“They took over your room, and now that you’re sick, no one is taking care of you. Aunt Qin has her own baby too.”
But you're here.
When Qin Zigui said this seemingly natural thing in a calm voice, Sheng Yan's eyes started to sting again, and his nose also stung: "But I can't do this or that, I make you worry about everything, and I always make you angry, I scold you, I lose my temper with you, I'm unreasonable, and I take advantage of your liking me, so I'm fearless and act all kinds of things. What if you think I don't like you, or that I'm not worth your liking, and then you leave?"
Sheng Yan's voice grew increasingly nasal, so much so that his emotions were nowhere to be hidden. He rested his forehead on Qin Zigui's shoulder, sounding both aggrieved and helpless: "But Qin Zigui, I like you, so I don't want you to leave."
The moment the words left his mouth, Qin Zigui, holding Sheng Yan, forgot how to breathe.
Sheng Yan, however, was like a child afraid of losing his most beloved thing. He could only instinctively use the most direct words to express his strongest emotions, without knowing how to hide them or learn to restrain himself.
"I don't know if my feelings for you are purely romantic, so I always feel that we can wait a little longer. Anyway, we're fine as we are now, so confirming our relationship doesn't seem so important. I'm also afraid that I might make a decision in a muddled way and regret it someday."
“But someone told me that I was being dramatic, and that even if you like someone a lot, you can still be driven away by my drama. I didn’t believe it at first, but when I saw that your room was empty, I suddenly started to hurt a lot, a lot, a lot. I’ve never felt this much pain before. It felt like I was going to die.”
“When I found you, I felt like I had come back to life. But when I heard what your father said, I started to feel sad again. How could he say that you didn’t have a home? Isn’t my home your home? That’s when I suddenly understood why we had to become lovers. Because only lovers have a unique relationship with each other. Only then can I rightfully tell those people that you are mine, that you are not unwanted, and that you are not superfluous.”
"So Qin Zigui, I just like you. No matter how much love, friendship, or family affection is involved, I just like you. I want to kiss you, hug you, see you every day, sleep with you every day, play around with you, be good to you, and want you to be good to me. I want to be with you forever, and no one can take you away."
“I didn’t know what this kind of liking was before, but you told me that day that it was a relationship of taming each other. Because we’ve tamed each other for more than ten years, we’ve become the most unique beings in the world, different from everyone else. So Qin Zigui, I’ve brought your little prince home for you. Please don’t go.”
Sheng Yan gripped Qin Zigui's clothes tightly, trying his best to make his expression sound calmer, more restrained, more rational, and more like an adult who could make Qin Zigui feel at ease.
But Qin Zigui felt that the fabric of his shirt on his shoulder was soaked with some kind of liquid.
Just thinking about the anxious and helpless expression on Sheng Yan's face when he couldn't find him made his heart ache terribly.
He originally thought he would have to wait a very, very long time.
Because Sheng Yan is different from him. Sheng Yan has too many emotions, and too many people have put him first in their lives, so he is not in a hurry to find a stable relationship to find a sense of security. Moreover, he is also a fool, always clueless, and so thin-skinned that he runs away at the drop of a hat.
But Qin Zigui never expected that even though Sheng Yan already possessed so much, he still valued him so much.
The person he loves loves him just as much as he loves him.
There could never be anything luckier in the world.
Qin Zigui held Sheng Yan in her arms, her voice hoarse and almost choked with sobs, and asked in a low voice as if she couldn't believe it, "Is that the little prince you made yourself?"
"No." Sheng Yan gripped the prince and fox tightly in his hands.
Qin Zigui's voice became even hoarser: "Which little prince is that?"
Sheng Yan looked up at him.
The boy's eyes were slightly red, unable to hide even a trace of his direct, passionate, yet shy and bashful emotions. Then, he tilted his head back slightly and clumsily but boldly pressed his lips to his.
"This is the Little Prince. He said that wherever he is, that will be your home. So, are you willing to stay for him?"
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