I froze in his arms, staring at the boy's sharp jaw bathed in the sunlight. It was as if a sharp blade was piercing my heart, and I dared not move.
Surprise, panic and bewilderment filled my heart.
In Yao Zitong's memory, there is only the memory of her holding him when he was young, but there is no memory of Yao Yifeng holding her.
That year, Yao Yifeng was only seven years old, and nineteen-year-old Yao Zitong packed his bags to report to university.
Little Yao Yifeng hugged her thighs and cried, not letting her go!
It was Yao Zitong who leaned over and picked him up, kissed him lovingly over and over again until tears streamed down her face, and finally secretly took him to the city where the university was located.
As time goes by, I look at Yao Yifeng, who seems to have become a different person with countless followers behind him. It is still hard for me to imagine that he is the big boy in my memory who was timid in front of the Yao family and Xie Chenyu.
At the entrance of the building, a long row of black cars were lined up neatly.
Yao Yifeng carried me to the back seat of the car with a focused expression. Just as he was about to lean in, Xie Chenyu's voice came from outside the car.
"Xiao Feng, where are you taking your sister? Come down, I have something to say to her!"
I looked in the direction of the voice and saw Xie Chenyu, who had always been dignified and handsome, outside the car. Now he had black eyes and untidy beard. Even his neatly ironed suit was wrinkled, and he looked as if he had suffered a major blow and was in a dishevel.
Yao Yifeng ignored the man behind him, but just wrapped the coat I was wearing in front of me tighter, hung his head, and didn't dare to look at me with red eyes.
"Sister, wait for me."
After saying that, he turned and got out of the car, but when he stood in front of Xie Chenyu, his eyes gradually became vicious. Under my shocked gaze, he swung his kick and clamped Xie Chenyu's head and threw him to the ground.
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