Chapter 442 No one would love him more than Mu Feng.
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Ye Qingxi's tears fell again.
He said, "I know."
So even though he knew Mu Feng would feel guilty, he still persisted in his feelings.
That's why he never worried that Mu Feng would think that his relationship with Qin Cheng was an act of repaying kindness with enmity.
He always knew that Mu Feng had tried his best to give him nothing more than a life of unbridled freedom.
He wanted to live with pride.
Like everyone in the Mu family.
Even if his surname isn't Mu.
Ye Qingxi raised her head, her eyes filled with tears like a spring.
His eyes involuntarily reddened as he said, "Grandpa, don't worry, even if we stay together, the Ye family bloodline will not be broken."
“We can adopt a child and give him the surname Ye. I will love him as much as you love me. Even though we are not related by blood, he is still my child and can still carry on the Ye family bloodline.”
"I've thought it all out," Ye Qingxi said. "Then you can help us choose a suitable child, one from a branch of the Mu family whose parents have passed away, or one who is unhappy living in his own home."
“As long as Qin Cheng and I love him, he can be our child and take my surname Ye. Even if my grandfather were alive, I believe he would understand and be willing to accept it.”
Mu Feng never expected that he would still harbor such thoughts.
He looked at his grandson and thought to himself, "Does he think all children in the world are like him?"
How many children in this world can do what he did?
There are plenty of biological children who are not filial, let alone those who are not biological children.
What if this child grows up and doesn't want the surname Ye, but wants to change it back to "Mu"?
What if he feels that Qin Chengcai is more like family than Ye Qingxi?
He told Mu Shaoyan back then that he could help him choose a child so that he could become his and Duan Yi's child.
That's because Mu Shaoyan's surname is Mu, and he belongs to the Mu family.
He will only choose from people related to the Mu family, so Mu Shaoyan will definitely not suffer a loss.
But Ye Qingxi is different; she has no blood relation to the Mu family.
Qin Cheng was clearly more decisive than Ye Qingxi.
—He is already on his way to his father's position.
In that case, Qin Cheng will have greater power in the public sphere.
Personally, he and that child are actually related by blood.
Once that child grows up, is it really possible that he won't favor Qin Cheng?
If this were Mu Feng's own child, then Mu Feng could barely believe that his descendants would know how much this family valued Ye Qingxi and would love him as much as the rest of the family.
But unfortunately, this child was born to another member of the Mu family. Mu Feng believed in his own genes, his children, and his grandchildren, but he would never believe in others as much as he believed in his own family.
Therefore, he did not agree with Ye Qingxi's idea.
He knew, of course, that Ye Qingxi was trying to put his mind at ease.
However, this is not the most advantageous option for Ye Qingxi.
He lived in the Mu family, but he didn't have the surname Mu, which meant he was already at a disadvantage compared to Qin Cheng.
Mu Feng didn't want the grievances he hadn't suffered as a child to potentially befall his children in the future.
Therefore, he said gently, "There's no rush."
"You're still young, don't rush things about having children. I'll figure something out, you don't need to worry about it."
Ye Qingxi nodded.
He originally wanted this child, partly because he wanted to be a good father like his own, but more importantly, he wanted to make Mu Feng feel less guilty.
Ye Qingxi had thought about it very seriously.
He thought, with him as a living example.
His grandfather might be able to accept it. He could adopt a child, give him the surname Ye, and consider him a continuation of the Ye family bloodline, so that he could feel a little better.
This was the most suitable and reliable idea he could think of.
Therefore, he was willing to leave the decision of choosing a child entirely to Mu Feng.
As long as he can forgive himself.
As long as he doesn't feel so guilty.
“I’m not in a hurry,” he said. “I’ll listen to you.”
"Okay," Mu Feng replied.
Ye Qingxi smiled and said, "There's something else I'd like to tell you beforehand."
Mu Feng: ...
Mu Feng felt a twitch between his eyebrows.
But the next second, he felt that if he could accept his two grandsons being together, there shouldn't be anything he couldn't accept.
Moreover, Ye Qingxi was smiling when she said this.
He has always been a very perceptive child. Just now, as soon as he walked in, his eyes were full of melancholy, as if he was about to cry.
It shouldn't be a big deal as it is now.
He calmed down a little and said, "Go on."
"I want to move back here after I marry my brother," Ye Qingxi said softly.
Mu Feng: ? ? ?
Mu Feng felt it was unnecessary. "Now that you're married, you should naturally go out and live your own lives. What's the point of moving back in?"
Knowing Ye Qingxi's personality, he coaxed him, "If you can't bear to leave me and your father, then I'll buy you a house nearby too."
Why would he need to move it back?
Ye Qingxi shook her head.
He said, "Whether we live in our house or here, it's all the same. Can't this place accommodate both of us?"
Mu Feng: ...
"Don't you find it awkward?"
“I’ve lived here since I was little, what’s wrong with me?” Ye Qingxi looked at him. “And my brother, he lives here now, what’s wrong with him?”
He reached out and grasped Mu Feng's hand.
Mu Feng's hands were still large, warm, and full of strength.
But he could no longer easily cover his hands.
But Ye Qingxi still remembers, remembers when he was a child, remembers the warmth of his palm when he brought him back to the Mu family.
I remember back then, his hand was clenched tightly around mine, completely filling it, leaving no gaps.
“My brother and I are not outsiders,” he said. “We are both your grandsons, and you watched us grow up. When we were little, we played in this villa. Even now, there is still the playground built for me, my cat, my room, and the people I can’t bear to part with.”
“So Grandpa, I want to move back,” Ye Qingxi said. “I want to go home. This should still be my home, right? I should be able to come back, right? Even though I’m not a child anymore.”
Mu Feng's eyes stung slightly at that moment.
He had always known how much Ye Qingxi cared for and loved him.
Yet he would still feel a pang of tenderness in his heart at certain moments when his love was so direct, passionate, and undisguised.
He grasped Ye Qingxi's hand, his eyes filled with a tenderness unique to her.
"You will always be my child." His tone was like a spring breeze, which would not fade with time, but would only linger in Ye Qingxi's heart. "This will always be your home."
Even if he dies one day, this place will still be left to Ye Qingxi.
He left it to the person in this world who was most worried about him and who was most unable to let him go.
"You can come back whenever you want, no matter when."
“Then I want to come back after I get married.” Ye Qingxi said without hesitation. “I don’t want to live alone with my brother. It’s so boring. Without you, without cotton candy, and without Aunt Zhang’s delicious cooking.”
"Okay," Mu Feng replied.
At this point, he jokingly asked his grandson, "You wouldn't be liking your brother just so you can move back, would you?"
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?
Ye Qingxi didn't expect him to think that way, and quickly denied it, "Of course not."
"I'm not stupid, why would I joke about my marriage?"
He said, "I liked my brother first, and then I realized that if we were together, we could live with you, Grandpa, after we got married."
"So I'm very happy."
Ye Qingxi said, "Nothing in this world is more joyful than being able to live with the people you love and your family."
"I can guarantee that no one has been luckier than me in this regard."
Mu Feng looked at the bright joy in his eyes, feeling both gratified and helpless.
He touched Ye Qingxi's hair, thinking to himself that he should go see Ye Min tomorrow.
Look, here comes his old friend who has been sleeping for many years.
"Have you told your dad about this?" Mu Feng asked him.
"Not yet, I wanted to tell you first," Ye Qingxi said frankly.
Mu Fengcai thought so too.
"Then you can tell him tomorrow."
"Um."
"You like your brother and your dad..."
"It's alright," Ye Qingxi quickly said, afraid that her grandfather would blame himself. "I've been close to my aunt since I was little, and I really like Coco. If I could, I'd like to have a child as cute as Coco. My brother and I have known each other since we were little, and we're very close, so our feelings changed as we grew up. If one of us were a girl, we would be typical childhood sweethearts, and it's normal for us to be together now, isn't it?"
But the problem is neither of you are girls, Mu Feng thought to himself.
But... it's alright.
Mu Feng thought to himself, thankfully it wasn't his own home environment that affected him.
Fortunately, it wasn't him who chose the wrong father for Ye Qingxi back then.
"Grandpa," Ye Qingxi looked up at him gently, "Don't overthink it."
“You have raised me very well, exceptionally well. As you have seen, I now have family, friends, a career, and love. There are few people in the world who are living better and happier lives than me, so you don’t need to feel guilty.”
“You did not let my grandfather down. He was a very lucky person to have met a reliable and trustworthy friend like you. I am also a very lucky person to have met a grandfather like you who has always loved me.”
“We are both very lucky, so you don’t need to feel guilty. I am very grateful to you, and I believe my grandfather must feel the same way. He is also very grateful to you for meeting you when he was young.”
Mu Feng smiled.
He said, "I'm more grateful to him."
I am grateful to him for not only changing my destiny when I was young.
And in the final moments of his life, she brought him the longest and most irreplaceable warmth.
That night, Ye Qingxi slept in Mu Feng's bedroom again, just as he had said.
At first, Mu Feng actually refused.
He felt that Ye Qingxi was all grown up, and it was inappropriate for her to sleep with him anymore.
Moreover, he is not a fragile person.
The deed has already happened, and he has chosen to accept it, so he can naturally face it with equanimity.
There won't be much sadness.
She certainly wouldn't let her grandson accompany her.
But Ye Qingxi insisted.
Mu Feng had always been soft-hearted towards him, so he agreed after Mu Feng insisted.
They lay once again in the bed that Ye Qingxi had slept in countless times.
Ye Qingxi looked at the familiar bed, at the family photo that he had personally placed on Mu Feng's bedside table, at the felted wool figurine that Mu Feng had once given him, and at the pillow that Mu Feng had taken out that he used when he was a child. His heart was filled with emotion.
“When I was little, my dad went to film movies, and my aunt and uncle were at school, so I slept here,” he said.
Upon hearing this, Mu Feng laughed, "Back then, you pretended to love listening to my bedtime stories and insisted that I tell you stories."
Ye Qingxi blinked, denying it, "What do you mean by pretending? I really love listening to it."
Are you sure you like listening to this and don't just want me to go to bed early?
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi smiled and said sweetly, "It's true that I want you to go to bed early, and it's also true that I like to hear this."
but……
"Grandpa, you actually knew that?"
I know he wanted him to go to sleep early.
Mu Feng snorted, "You really think you can fool me with your little tricks?"
Ye Qingxi laughed again.
His grandfather was indeed clever.
But even knowing he was playing a trick, his grandfather still played along with him, which shows how much he truly loves him.
"Grandpa, would you like to hear a bedtime story? I can tell you one." Ye Qingxi looked at him with a smile. "I'm a director now, so I can tell stories very well."
"What story do you want to tell?" Mu Feng asked him.
Ye Qingxi thought for a moment and said to him, "Just say that a boy is very lucky. Although he has experienced a lot, lost a lot, been sad and disappointed, he unexpectedly has the best grandfather and the warmest home in the world."
Mu Feng didn't expect him to answer like that.
He smiled faintly, patted his head, and said, "Your grandfather is the best grandfather in the world."
"If he were still alive, he would love you just as much as I do, or even more than I do."
Ye Qingxi shook her head.
Ye Min would certainly love his grandson.
But he is not his grandson.
He is Ye Qingxi, yet he is not "Ye Qingxi".
Therefore, he does not belong to Ye Min.
He belongs only to Mu Feng.
No one could love him more than Mu Feng.
When he first arrived in this world...
It is now.
The future will be the same.
All the brilliance of his life began with Mu Feng.
He is his grandfather.
He was his only grandfather.
From his past life to this life, his grandfather was the only one of his kind, the best and most beloved grandfather.
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