Yan Gui didn't care. He was the same way when he was a child, running around everywhere. It was precisely because of this that he became independent early and lived a good life even after his fathers died.
Actually, this is not bad. You will experience many things that children living under their fathers' wings cannot imagine.
The knocking behind me grew closer and closer, until it was almost right in front of me.
Yan Gui remained oblivious, never looking back. Occasionally, he would glance over and notice an unfinished bridge behind the house, only half-built and secured with ropes and nails, which looked quite elaborate.
Yan Gui continued living his life, recuperating, eating, and drinking water without missing a thing. However, sometimes when he took a shower, he would feel someone staring at him, and the gaze was very obvious. He could see a pair of bright green eyes as soon as he turned his head slightly.
He would bathe, eat, and sleep under the watchful eyes of those eyes. When it got dark, he would light a torch, and the little guy would come back on his own. The little mermaid would always follow behind, his upper body floating on the shore and his lower body submerged in the water, holding the little guy's claws in his hands.
This place is too small to hold the little guy's heart. He belongs to the sky and will fly away sooner or later. Unfortunately, the river is only so big, and mermaids can only live in the water and can't keep up with his pace.
Even though it hadn't started yet, Yan Gui had already foreseen the misfortune to come, but he would never stop it. Love and hate belonged to others, and he didn't want to meddle. Even though it was his own son, he had no affection for his son at all.
Perhaps, but he didn't want to think about it in detail for the time being.
One day, two days, three days, five days, before he knew it, he had lived here for two months. The cub's infancy is very short. As the little guy grows up, he becomes more and more crazy and often disappears without a trace. The little mermaid also grows up and surfaces, showing her head. Most of the time, she waits for him.
Unfortunately, the little guy was used to being wild and made many new friends. He vividly described his list of new friends to Yan Gui.
There were beautiful peacocks, eagles, and giraffes, but no little mermaids. Perhaps the little mermaids were too boring, doing whatever they were told, loyal followers.
The little guy inherited his father's excellent genes; he is handsome and dashing, with a cheerful and willful personality. He gets along well with everyone and is naturally very popular. He is also righteous, often lending a helping hand and is happy to help others. He is mature for his age.
One day, however, he bumped into a big tree and broke his arm. He was stranded on a small island for a hundred days, bored and counting stars all day long. But the happiest thing was the little mermaid swimming around in the water, attracting his attention.
It has to be said that kids these days fall in love too early. They're so young and already know what it means to like and dislike someone. Back then, he was still diligently practicing hunting.
The fastest runner in the forest was none other than Silverpine the wolf. He chased Silverpine from the sky, while Silverpine ran on the ground. If Silverpine couldn't outrun him, Silverpine would take him up into the sky and throw him onto the highest tree branch, forcing him to kneel and beg for mercy, or else he would be left hanging for a day.
Yinsong, fearing that his people would worry, stubbornly held back his tears, knelt down, and occasionally looked up at him with hatred.
Yan Gui was having a great time, playing a game of chasing, and even leaving marks on Yin Song. The more Yin Song hated him, the more arrogant he became, pressing Yin Song's head down to make him remember him.
He only stopped this behavior after his fathers died, accepting the pitying looks of others, with neighbors saying, "Look, he lost his family at such a young age."
"Don't worry, Yan Gui. If you have any difficulties in the future, just tell me. Your father and I used to be friends."
"Okay." Yan Gui agreed verbally, but he never asked anyone for anything. He always believed that the more skills you learn, the fewer times you'll have to ask for help.
He became independent early, and his fathers left him to his own devices, so he lived a carefree life even on his own, eventually defeating all the males in the tribe and becoming the new king.
As for the wolf, he had completely forgotten about it. Who would have thought that the wolf had been nearby all along, waiting for him to fall to the ground in a sorry state?
Wolves hold grudges, and this grudge has been buried for over a decade.
Yan Gui sat by the river, gently shaking his head. Suddenly, a figure was reflected on the lake, with silver hair hanging down and an unexpectedly peaceful look on the scar at the corner of his eye.
He happened to see last night that the bridge behind the house had been repaired, but the person who was supposed to come would only arrive today.
“I’m not going back.” Yan Gui stood in the newly built kitchen, starting a fire to cook. “There are already people in the forest more capable than me.”
"Who?" Fang Rong asked urgently.
Yan Gui didn't speak, but his gaze was fixed on the distance.
Fang Rong looked over and saw Fang Hua squatting behind a low vegetable stall not far from the window, with only his head and eyes showing.
I don't know when this kid went out, but his sleazy appearance doesn't look like he's up to anything good. He's probably stealing vegetables.
Fang Rong sighed, "You've got it wrong, it's impossible for him."
Yan Gui shook her head. "How will you know if you don't try?"
Fang Rong frowned, wondering how Yan Gui could tell that Fang Hua had an aura of dominance.
This guy is usually unserious and always messes things up. He'll take his clothes off all the time, without even wearing underwear. Fang Rong is obsessed with underwear because she always sees Fang Hua walking around with his bare buttocks exposed, his private parts completely exposed.
This exhibitionist is something else.
Fang Rong shook his head. His personal terminal suddenly vibrated, startling him. He hadn't used this thing in a long time, so the sudden vibration was quite frightening.
The vibration continued. Fang Rong looked down and saw it was Fang Hua. Why was he making a phone call so close by?
He pressed the answer button, and Fang Hua's voice was unexpectedly serious, "I have something very important to tell you." ▼_▼
"What?"
"Give me some tissues, please." Fang Hua smiled ingratiatingly. "I forgot to bring any."
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