Cai Jingye was lucky enough to eat the meal cooked by Ye Qingliu.
"Yan Yu, I didn't expect you to live so freely every day. I'm really envious."
Cai Jingye picked up a piece of braised pork and said.
Yan Yi did not answer him this time, but sat quietly at the table and ate.
He was not in a good mood at all. Ever since he brought the drunk Ye Qingliu back, Ye Qingliu had been ignoring him and his attitude was very cold.
"Brother, your craftsmanship is getting better and better."
"Then Jinyue should eat more."
As he spoke, Ye Qingliu picked up a piece of meat and put it in Hua Jinyue's bowl.
"Thank you, brother."
He also picked up a piece of carrot for Ye Qingliu.
So the two siblings picked up food for each other here.
After dinner, the task of washing dishes fell on others.
"Xiao Qingliu, I'm sorry. I was playing mahjong in the mahjong parlor at the time and really didn't know it was you who called. I thought it was Cai Jingye who called. I shouldn't have scolded you like that. Please don't be angry anymore, okay..."
Ye Qingliu just lowered his head and worked on the test paper seriously, without even looking up at him.
"Little Ancestor...please pay attention to me...okay..."
Yan Wei suddenly rushed in front of him and grabbed his clothes in grievance.
"I'm sorry... little ancestor..."
"Can you please say something..."
"Yan Yu."
Ye Qingliu suddenly spoke.
"I'm not angry."
Listening to Ye Qingliu's words, Yan Yu became even more confused.
You're clearly angry and ignoring me, but you're still saying you're not angry. Do you think I'll believe you?
"Xiao Qingliu, what can I do to stop being angry?"
"Yan Yu, I want to be quiet."
"What’s wrong with you……"
Yan Yu found that the little ancestor was a little strange today, but he couldn't tell what was strange, but it really felt different from usual.
Today, the little ancestor was always distracted when cutting vegetables and almost cut his hand. This is not like Ye Qingliu's style. He didn't eat as much as usual.
"Xiao Qingliu, are you worried about something?"
Yan Yi asked directly.
But after asking, he felt a little regretful.
Wouldn't this be a bit too abrupt?
"No………"
Upon hearing this, Yan Yu could no longer sit still.
Just hit him hard on the head with your hand.
Really, I keep everything in my heart.
A guy who says one thing and means another.
"Why did you hit me......"
Ye Qingliu covered his head with one hand, looking a little aggrieved.
"You clearly... look like you have something wrong and you don't want to talk about it, right..."
"Xiao Qingliu..."
Yan Yu softened his voice this time.
"Yan Yu... I think I lost something very important... I try hard to remember it every time, but I just can't remember it..."
It’s because of memory.
When Qingliu was rescued from the water at the Superpower Management Bureau that night, he looked like a puppet that had lost its soul.
Something is not...right...something is not...right...
Xiao Qingliu's memory...seems incomplete. What important thing did he lose?
Are those painful fragmented... memories still tormenting Xiao Qingliu?
"Little Qingliu... forgetting is also a new beginning."
"You must be tired after doing homework for so long. Let me give you a massage."
Ye Qingliu was pulled by him to the sofa next to the study. Ye Qingliu sat quietly on the sofa with his eyes slightly closed and his whole body relaxed.
Yan Yi stood behind Ye Qingliu, placed his hands lightly on his shoulders, and prepared to start a passionate massage.
He first gently kneaded Ye Qingliu's shoulder muscles. His fingers seemed to have magic, accurately finding every tight point, and then slowly applied force and massaged at a moderate rhythm.
Yan Yu's technique was neither too gentle nor too rough, just the right amount to relieve the tension and fatigue in Ye Qingliu's shoulders and neck. As he massaged, Ye Qingliu's shoulders began to tremble slightly, a sign of his muscles relaxing and releasing pressure.
Then, Yan Yi moved his hands to Ye Qingliu's shoulder blades, covered them with the warmth of his palms, and then slowly slid them up and down, as if to dispel all his worries and sorrows.
A comfortable smile appeared on Ye Qingliu's face, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if at this moment, Ye Qingliu felt unprecedented tranquility and peace of mind.
"Xiao Qingliu...how did I press it?"
"Well enough………"
"Thank you, Yan Yu."
"There's no need to be so polite between us..."
"Do you forgive me then?"
"No……"
"Very good."
Yan Yu deliberately exerted force and pressed it down at once.
“Hiss…it hurts…”
Realizing that he seemed to have used too much force, Yan Wei quickly apologized: "I'm sorry... I hurt you."
"Instead of saying sorry, it would be better to make some actual compensation."
"What compensation do you want?"
"I haven't decided yet..."
"Let's talk about it later..."
"You really hold a grudge, Xiao Qingliu."
Yan Yu went even further this time and pinched Ye Qingliu's waist directly.
You know what, it feels pretty good.
"Yan Yu!!"
This time he was really angry.
“You’re going too far!!”
"I didn't mean it...really...please believe me."
So, in the end, there was a story about a young man named Yan being driven out of the Ye family's house.
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