Chapter 1 Like a shadow
On her twentieth birthday, Yan Buyu suddenly passed away.
Even though she had prepared herself for the possibility that she would not live a happy life, she was still somewhat saddened.
The man's狰狞 face and the blood-dripping fruit knife in his hand gradually blurred in her vision.
In a daze, she seemed to see Aunt Xinyan trying to persuade her to leave when she was eight years old.
"Buyu, you can come with Auntie."
"Your aunt has already spoken with your father. As long as you come with me, I will leave with nothing."
"Buyu, we've had a very pleasant time together these past two years. Auntie really likes you. Come with me, and I'll treat you like my own child."
If you remain silent and blink, perhaps death isn't so terrifying after all.
Before he died, he was able to return to the point in time he most wanted to return to.
Aunt Xinyan hugged her tightly, her voice already choked with sobs.
“Silent, come with me. You won’t have a good life if you stay with him.”
He nodded silently.
But then he immediately realized something was wrong.
Can illusions also have the five senses?
Aunt Xinyan smells so good, and she's so soft and gentle, and also...
He raised his hand to wipe his neck, then looked down and saw that the warm liquid wasn't red, but rather Aunt Xinyan's tears.
Yan Buyu was stunned.
Now her hands are small and tender.
It was because Aunt Xinyan said that girls shouldn't wash dishes or do rough work, so she was raised very well.
"Shut up! Hurry up! If your dad raises the price, my mom won't have any money left!" The little boy next to him, with a large box at his feet, urged impatiently.
He looked over without saying a word.
Shen Yunqi.
Shen Yunqi, 12 years old.
Shen Yunqi, who was still lively and energetic before experiencing an avalanche.
"Silence," Lan Xinyan looked at her with teary eyes, "Auntie will ask you one last time, are you still going to stay?"
He remained silent, unable to distinguish whether this was reality or a hallucination before his death.
But whatever it is, she doesn't want to go against her heart anymore.
Lan Xinyan's eyes gradually turned lost. She slowly got up, picked up the suitcase next to her, and called to Shen Yunqi.
Suddenly, a small hand brushed past her and grabbed the handle of her suitcase.
"Aunt Xinyan, I'll carry this small one, and you can help my brother carry the big one."
Lan Xinyan looked at her in surprise, "Buyu, you've changed your mind, haven't you?"
Even Shen Yunqi, who was standing next to him with a displeased expression, looked a little better. "I told you that you shouldn't be so stupid after following me for the past two years. Hurry up and go."
Yan Buyu did not answer Lan Xinyan's question. She raised her little face, her eyes filled with longing for life.
“Aunt Xinyan, I know where my dad’s secret stash of money is.”
Lan Xinyan brought her son and daughter to the apartment she rented in the city.
She looked around; it was a two-bedroom, one-living room apartment.
"Buyu, your brother is a boy, let him stay in that small room, and you can stay in the big room with Auntie, okay? After I start working, I'll have money to move to a bigger house, and then I'll give you your own little princess room, okay?"
He sat silently on the sofa.
She was still in a daze until this point.
I took advantage of their inattention and bit my arm several times.
Tears streamed down my face from the pain.
It was then that she realized she had truly come back to life.
Lan Xinyan didn't hear the children's response. As soon as she looked up, she saw a little chubby baby rushing towards her.
He crashed straight into her arms.
He forced her back several steps.
But she still held Yan Buyu tightly.
"Auntie," Yan Buyu said in a muffled voice from her arms.
"Don't be afraid to speak, Auntie will always be good to you."
Words are not enough to keep one's word.
In her past life, she insisted on staying and following Yan Qihang, and her life was miserable.
Aunt Xinyan had been secretly giving her money.
Having been given a second chance at life, she couldn't afford to be so muddle-headed again.
So-called blood ties cannot withstand the wickedness of human nature.
A family without blood ties can be extremely happy.
In this life, she wants to live well, and also to spend quality time with Aunt Xinyan, and...
"Alright, alright, if you don't want your dad anymore, then you don't want him anymore, what's there to cry about? Why don't you sleep in the same room as me, and I'll sleep on the floor?" Shen Yunqi finished wiping the floor and brought over two glasses of water.
"Yunqi," Lan Xinyan scolded reproachfully, afraid that Yan Buyu would be upset and run back.
Without saying a word, she raised her little head.
Great, it's Shen Yunqi, the one who can tease people, fight, buy her clothes and shoes, and hasn't turned into an ice block yet.
Shen Yunqi had just sat down on a small stool when he was knocked to the ground by a little chubby guy rushing over from the side.
"Ah! Yan Buyu, you're trying to murder me!" The twelve-year-old boy was weak and didn't pay attention, so he was smashed to the floor and then pinned down by the little meatball.
"Brother, brother, brother." Yan Buyu hugged his neck, rubbing her snot and tears against his neck, "Brother, brother, brother."
"Mom! Mom! Has Yan Buyu gone mad!" Shen Yunqi lay on the ground, protecting Yan Buyu with both hands and pleading for help from Lan Xinyan.
When Lan Xinyan saw the two children, her gloomy mood dissipated, and she burst out laughing.
"You two have fun and get to know your new home. I'll go cook."
"Yan Buyu, get up!" Shen Yunqi wailed.
"I don't want it!" Yan Buyu was reluctant to leave because he was still craving the warmth and scent of the two people.
very nice.
It's good to be alive.
It's so good to live with them.
The brother and sister made a fuss for a while before finally starting to pack their clothes.
Shen Yunqi noticed that Yan Buyu, who used to be quiet and aloof, seemed to have changed.
The appearance hasn't changed, it's just that...
She's incredibly clingy now.
Like a little shadow.
She's always sticking to his backside, calling him "brother, brother" endlessly.
It was as if they were afraid that if they stopped her from calling out to them...
One day, while Yan Buyu was sleeping, he whispered to Lan Xinyan, "Mom, is Yan Buyu possessed by a ghost?"
Lan Xinyan frowned and scolded in a low voice, "What nonsense are you talking about? How can you say that about your sister? She's so cute when she doesn't speak."
Shen Yunqi scratched his head. "I didn't say she wasn't cute, it's just... it's just, haven't you noticed how much she likes to follow me around?"
“Yunqi, she had a hard time before we went to her house. She’s a very insecure child. Now she’s suddenly living with two people who are not related to her by blood. She’s very scared. Can you comfort her a bit?”
Shen Yunqi was starting to understand.
When young children go out, they like to stick close to people they are even slightly familiar with.
That's how it's said, isn't it?
"I understand, Mom." Shen Yunqi glanced at her mother, then hesitated.
Lan Xinyan raised an eyebrow. "Just say what you have to say. What are you pretending to be so profound for, you little brat?"
Shen Yunqi pouted, "Did Shen Zhiye come looking for you?"
"Yes," Lan Xinyan admitted. "He contacted you too?"
Shen Yunqi nodded.
"What do you think?" Lan Xinyan asked.
Twelve-year-old Shen Yunqi looked up, his gaze firm. "I said: First, I will respect my mother's wishes. If she goes back with you, I will go back. Second, if my mother agrees to go back, she must take my sister with her."
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