She forgot Sun Guixiang's previous "warning" and the child's aura that kept people away.
She stood up suddenly, with a hearty smile, and took a few steps to Ye Qingliu's side.
"Oh my! The way the little boy serves the 'green bean cake' is more meticulous than the way he serves his ancestors!" She laughed loudly, with pure love and a little excitement.
As he spoke, the chubby hand, which bore traces of labor and was slightly sweaty, patted Ye Qingliu's straight and thin back naturally and with the affection of an elder to a younger one.
“Bang!”
A soft sound was particularly clear in the courtyard which had suddenly become quiet.
Ye Qingliu's body suddenly stiffened the moment his palm fell.
His hand holding the spray bottle paused in mid-air, the mist stagnating. His gray-blue eyes suddenly lifted, a sharp, disturbed feeling and an instinctive repulsion clearly flashing across the depths of his pupils.
The frozen lake surface instantly froze to its extreme.
But he didn't move.
He didn't instinctively move aside like he did last time when Grandma Zhang reached out her hand. Nor did he instantly raise invisible spikes like he would when a stranger approached him.
He didn't even frown like he usually did.
He stiffened his body only for a very brief moment, enduring the touch that was filled with body temperature and sweat.
Then, while the fat aunt was still immersed in her hearty laughter expressing affection, he turned around very slowly, little by little.
The movement is smooth and without any ripples.
Those gray-blue eyes looked calmly through the cold lenses at the fat aunt's face, which was flushed with laughter.
There was no anger or accusation in his eyes, only a bottomless, inorganic calm.
It was as if what had just fallen on his back was not a warm hand, but an insignificant fallen leaf.
This calmness, more than any intense reaction, froze the fat aunt's smile on her face.
Her hand, which had just been clapping, was still suspended in mid-air. The smile on her face gradually faded, replaced by astonishment and a hint of belated embarrassment. "Uh... kid... I..."
"Fat girl!"
Sun Guixiang jumped up from the bamboo stool like an old lioness whose territory was invaded.
She almost pounced forward, her hunched body bursting out with amazing strength, and her skinny hands like eagle claws grabbed the fat aunt's wrist that was still hanging in the air with unquestionable strength.
"How many times have I told you!" Sun Guixiang's voice was raised to a very high pitch, with unprecedented severity and an almost tyrannical possessiveness. Her turbid eyes stared at the fat aunt, and the whites of her eyes were red.
"Don't touch! Don't touch our kid! He's a very clean person! He doesn't like other people to get their hands on him! Why can't you remember?!"
This sudden outburst and merciless rebuke instantly plunged the entire courtyard into an ice cellar.
The fat aunt was thrown off balance, her wrist was burning with pain, and the color drained from her face. Surprise, embarrassment, and grievance mixed together, making her open her mouth, unable to utter a word for a long time.
Grandma Zhang, Grandpa Li, Grandma Zhao, Grandpa Wu... everyone was stunned and looked at Sun Guixiang in disbelief as she instantly turned into the "evil grandma".
Ye Qingliu was still standing there, holding the small spray bottle in his hand.
He glanced at them calmly. There was no displeasure of being disturbed in his eyes. Instead, it was as if he was observing an unexpected storm caused by him.
The fat aunt finally found her voice, crying and feeling extremely wronged: "Sister Sun! You... you really have to! I just... I just love children too much! What's wrong with patting him? I didn't hurt him! You... you are too domineering!"
She rubbed her red wrists and her eyes were red.
"Even if you like me, it's not allowed! Just watch me from afar! Just say it with your mouth!" Sun Guixiang stiffened her neck, her voice still sharp, with a kind of stubborn, arrogance that could not be refuted.
"My little friend! I have the final say!"
She opened her arms like a mother animal protecting her food, almost blocking Ye Qingliu completely behind her to isolate him from any claws that might reach out.
"You...you are simply unreasonable!" The fat aunt was angry and aggrieved, with tears welling up in her eyes.
The other elderly people looked at each other, wanting to persuade but not knowing how to start, and the atmosphere became extremely tense.
Just when the situation was tense, Sun Guixiang's thorns were standing up, and the fat aunt was about to cry out of grievance -
A cold, white, slender hand with distinct joints, with a slightly cool touch like the water in an early spring stream, very lightly and with a hint of cautious tentativeness, pinched the cuff of Sun Guixiang's old dark gray cotton-padded jacket.
This time, it was not the edge of the cuff or the sleeve that was pinched, but a small piece of fabric near the inside of her wrist, where it was the thinnest and softest to the touch.
The force was very light, as light as a feather falling, but it carried a soothing pull that could not be ignored.
The anger and tension in Sun Guixiang's body seemed to be paused.
The power that Sun Guixiang had exploded when she grabbed the fat aunt's wrist dissipated instantly, and her body suddenly stiffened.
She lowered her head in disbelief, extremely slowly.
Ye Qingliu leaned slightly to the side, standing within her reach. He didn't look at the aggrieved fat aunt, nor at the embarrassed others.
The gray-blue eyes behind the silver-rimmed glasses looked at her intently, even with a hint of subtle pleading.
He parted his lips slightly.
The sound, as clear as an ice spring, now sounds like a stream warmed by the sun and broken by the spring breeze.
It was wrapped in an unprecedented, clear, soft and sticky layer, and the ending tone had a subtle, almost coaxing tremor:
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