Chapter 22: Crying, he was at a loss
A boy of about seventeen or eighteen walked out of the door, his head slightly tilted, and his eyes met Xu Xiaoyue's.
The boy's eyes flashed with surprise, then he stood up, cleared his throat, and asked, "Young comrade, who are you looking for?"
As he spoke, he turned around and met Yan Ye's face.
"Yan, Uncle Yan, why are you here?" The boy asked with surprise in his tone.
Yan Ye took a few steps forward and stood in front of Xu Xiaoyue intentionally or unintentionally.
"Look for your uncle." The man said calmly.
The young man quickly opened the door and shouted inside: "Uncle, Uncle Yan is here to see you."
Xu Xiaoyue followed the man into the yard and looked around curiously.
No wonder she felt that this place was sparsely populated. It turned out that the backyard was connected to a small hill, and there were free-range chickens and geese flapping their wings everywhere, which looked a bit like a farm house in later generations.
The man the boy called "Uncle" limped out of the house.
Although he had difficulty walking, he kept himself very neatly dressed.
"Tuan Yan, who is this?" The man looked at Xu Xiaoyue with a puzzled look.
"My sister." Yan Ye simply mentioned it.
After entering the house, there was no one around. Xu Xiaoyue stretched and sat down tiredly. Thinking of what the man had just said, she looked up and said.
"How come I didn't know I had a brother?"
Yan Ye was silent for a moment, poured a cup of tea and handed it to her, and said in a low voice: "It's not too late to have one more now."
"No." The woman shook her head and refused without thinking.
She was now looking forward to having this meal so that she and Yan Ye could go their separate ways from now on. Xu Xiaoyue still remembered clearly that she, the cannon fodder, ended up falling into Yan Ye's hands and was sent directly to prison.
The man raised an eyebrow. He didn't expect her to be so quick to distance herself from him. He asked, "Then what do you think our relationship is?"
"It doesn't matter." Xu Xiaoyue replied casually.
Hearing her speak so bluntly, the man felt a little uncomfortable and said slowly: "A good girl will not follow a strange man casually."
"What do you mean?" Xu Xiaoyue glared at the person with her almond-shaped eyes.
“It’s boring.”
Yan Ye did the same thing and left the man speechless.
After the words were spoken, the room fell into silence.
Xu Xiaoyue sensitively noticed that the man in front of her was in a bad mood.
She didn't know how she had offended him, so she stood up and was about to open the door.
"Then send me back now. I won't stay with you anymore."
Yan Ye chuckled and said, "Don't waste your energy. It can't be opened."
She pulled hard, but the door didn't move at all, as if it was mocking her.
"Don't touch it. If it breaks, I'll leave you here to pay off the debt."
Seeing her face turn red, the man spoke calmly.
Xu Xiaoyue pulled the door for a long time but couldn't figure out how it was locked, so she turned around and looked at the person.
"I want to go back."
"I know, wait a minute."
He had a cold face and was not as easy to talk to as before. Xu Xiaoyue was a little afraid of him for no reason.
"You bully me, I'm calling the police."
Yan Ye walked forward and the two were very close.
"What kind of bullying is this? I think you are slandering me."
The man's scent was spraying around, and Xu Xiaoyue couldn't help but think of the last time with Wang Hao.
This time, the alley was simply replaced with a closed room, and no one would come to rescue her even if she screamed at the top of her lungs.
Noticing that the woman in front of him was shaking with fear, Yan Ye paused and thought, why would he get angry with a little girl?
He bent down, and with a "click", he unlocked the lock.
"Okay." said the man.
Xu Xiaoyue didn't say anything, just stood there silently with her eyes downcast.
Yan Ye looked at the top of her head and asked, "What's wrong?"
After a moment, faint sobbing sounds were heard in the air.
Yan Ye was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to touch the corner of Xu Xiaoyue's eyes, his fingertips were wet.
"Why are you crying?"
Xu Xiaoyue wiped her tears, ignored everyone and walked away.
After taking only two steps, he was pulled back by Yan Ye and held in his arms.
Yan Ye lowered his head, the teasing look on his face disappeared, and he looked at Xu Xiaoyue with his dark eyes, feeling a little at a loss. "Stop crying."
He thought for a moment and took out the money from his pocket. "These are all for you, don't cry."
Xu Xiaoyue squinted her eyes and took a look. Her rough hands were holding a stack of banknotes.
She turned her head and said, "Let me go, I want to go back!"
Xu Xiaoyue supported herself with her arms and tried to break free.
But her strength was no match for Yan Ye's, and she tried to break free several times but failed.
Xu Xiaoyue was filled with anger. Even though she knew Yan Ye's identity, she couldn't care less.
His fingertips were scratching and clawing at the man's arm, but even so, Yan Ye refused to let go.
Let her do whatever she wants and vent her anger on me.
Xu Xiaoyue let out a breath, but it was like hitting cotton and had no effect on the man at all.
Originally, after traveling through the book and coming here, she had to be wary of Zheng Jiaojiao's schemes these days, and living under someone else's roof had already made her feel suffocated enough.
I didn't expect that I would be fooled by this person after coming here. Is it fun to scare her on purpose?
Thinking of this, Xu Xiaoyue couldn't help but drop a few more drops of golden beans.
Yan Ye paused, then looked down at the woman. There were traces of tears on her fair face. She cried quietly and silently.
He would rather beat him like before than cry silently.
"sorry."
A deep voice came to her ears vaguely. Although the apology was spoken softly, Xu Xiaoyue still heard it clearly.
She looked up and took a look at the man's face.
If she hadn't heard it clearly, she would almost have thought it was an imaginary apology.
"You, what did you just say?"
She wiped the tears from her eyes, her mind still a little confused.
The man twisted his fingertips, which were still a little wet; they were her tears.
"I said sorry, I won't scare you again."
He lowered his head and spoke each word clearly, as if he was deliberately trying to make people hear him clearly.
If Wang Jianhua and others saw this scene, they would be so scared that they would suspect that the person in front of them had been replaced.
Although the Yan family had experienced times of decline, but as a child of destiny, Yan Ye had been the one that no one dared to wrong since he was born.
One is his excellent family background, and the other is his hot temper. It is not without reason that he is called the Demon Yan.
Even when he was maliciously targeted after joining the army in his early years and had to undergo weight-bearing training in the field for ten days or half a month, he never gave in.
Not to mention admitting his mistake, Wang Jianhua felt that this person didn't even think he was wrong.
Hearing this apology, Xu Xiaoyue sniffed and her eyes fell on the man's exposed arm, which was now covered with red marks.
She just couldn't control her temper and grabbed it too hard.
She glanced at the person, and unexpectedly, she met Yan Ye's gaze in mid-air.
Xu Xiaoyue curled her fingertips, and after calming down, she whispered, "I don't want to catch you either."
"You insisted on blocking my way, and I couldn't help but catch you."
She muttered softly, but Yan Ye heard it clearly.
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