Cashier: ? ? ?
After five minutes of debating cigarettes, you changed your mind and got candy instead?
Could that note have been slipped to him by his wife as a reminder or reminder?
Then he changed his mind and said, "Yes, how much do you want?"
"One bag, please."
After buying the candy, Yu Linyuan counted it and deliberately hid two candies in the pocket where Si Jin kept the note. He then drove towards the supermarket.
Xiao Jiang said the room was stuffy, maybe we should buy some air freshener... But wait, it's a busy downtown area outside, the smell would make him feel uncomfortable, so...
After thinking for a moment, I decided to take him to the hotel first. He was too fragile, and I felt uneasy leaving him outside.
When they arrived, Yu Linyuan glanced at the half-bowl of noodles left on the table, glared at Assistant Jiang, and then went to knock on Si Jin's door.
After calling a few times and receiving no response, he quietly opened the door and went inside.
Seeing that the person was already asleep, one hand tightly clutching the blanket, the whole person curled up into a small ball, I felt very insecure.
I just got back from the hospital. I seem to have a fever. My hair is wet, and there are a few beads of sweat on my collarbone where my clothes are disheveled. My whole body has a faint pinkish hue.
Yu Linyuan's mind went blank for a moment, and he suddenly thought... pouring red wine into such a collarbone, combined with the boy's fair skin, would look really good.
If you add a few more hickeys, it will be even more beautiful.
It tastes like a milk candy-flavored pastry, and inexplicably... I want it.
As if having a nightmare, Si Jin moved around a few times, and his clothes slipped down a little more. Yu Linyuan quickly reached out to grab him, but the next moment, Si Jin gripped his hand tightly.
"uncle……"
"I'm here." Almost without hesitation, Yu Linyuan answered, and just like in the hospital, he hugged the person tightly: "Did you have a nightmare about me?"
As she spoke, she rubbed Si Jin's hands together, trying to warm them up again, and asked, "Am I scary?"
His voice remained steady, yet incredibly gentle, a stark contrast to the oppressive aura he exuded when facing Lu Ting.
"No," Si Jin said, still "shaken," "I dreamt of a monster and wanted to call you to save me."
"And here I am, overcoming all obstacles to get here."
Yu Linyuan reached out and took the string from his hand, wrapping it around Si Jin's wrist. However, the boy's wrist was too thin, and he could only wrap it around his wrist twice. "Why are you so thin?"
After sighing, Yu Linyuan continued to explain, "This is my hair. When I was a child, I was not healthy. My mother consulted a master who braided it for me by hand and placed it in front of the temple for forty-nine days. It is said that it is protected by the gods. If you hold it, it will protect you at any time and you will not be afraid of nightmares."
Logically speaking, something obtained in childhood should be very precious, yet Yu Linyuan gave it to him simply because of a joke.
"Check my pockets," Yu Linyuan suddenly said, his voice steady and gentle.
Si Jin subconsciously obeyed and groped his pocket, soon finding two strawberry lollipops.
"sugar?"
“Yes, I’ll unwrap it for you.” Yu Linyuan reached out and unwrapped the candy for him: “Open your mouth.”
Si Jin let go, holding the candy in her mouth, letting the sweetness spread between her lips and teeth...
So sweet, so sweet. It seems that life won't be bitter anymore since he's here.
He simply took the candy, never imagining that from then on, putting things in his pockets would become a habit for the old man.
Every time he came back from going out, he would always have some treats or fun things in his pocket.
Candy, snacks, fidget spinners...
These are all inconspicuous little things, but they are the most heartwarming surprises in ordinary life.
"Didn't you eat enough tonight?" Yu Linyuan warmed his hands and helped him up. "I'll go make you some food. Wait here."
"Thank you." Si Jin nodded in agreement. After Yu Linyuan left, she immediately set up the original owner's easel and placed it in the most conspicuous position, while secretly peeking into the kitchen from the bedroom.
Deep within her consciousness, Xiao Yao, clutching a small handkerchief, cried incessantly: "That old man is so gentle, so domineering, so fragrant! I'm so envious, I want him so badly!"
The next second, she felt a chilling aura emanating from Si Jin: [Never mind... never mind...]
The little tiger rubbed its paws pitifully, trying to change the subject: "Sir, what are you drawing?"
Si Jin's eyes crinkled into a smile, a mischievous glint in her lips: Bait, huh?
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