Chapter 191: Speaking from the Heart

Shi Huai stayed at the Qin family for two days, and like a private detective, he was always paying attention to Qin Yanchuan and Shi Yang's every move.

While eating, chatting... and when the two of them were kissing in the corner of the garden, a familiar face suddenly appeared, and a pair of sharp eyes were staring at them closely.

“…”

Qin Yanchuan didn't show any dissatisfaction, but Shi Yang couldn't stand it anymore.

"Brother, you are very scary. What if you scare my old man Chuan to death?"

“Are you responsible?”

Shi Huai didn't take it seriously. He squatted on the ground with his legs apart, holding a dogtail grass in his mouth, and said incoherently:

"So what? You can't stand this? I've never slept between you two at night."

Shi Yang took the grass in his brother's mouth and smiled, "Okay, come over tonight and the three of us will sleep together."

Shi Huai would certainly not do such a thing. Would he lie between the young lovers and act like a light bulb and eat dog food? He was asking for trouble.

After two days of careful observation, he finally realized that Qin Yanchuan's feelings for Shi Yang were real, and that subtle look and gesture could not be faked.

"I'll be back tomorrow. You should study hard instead of just focusing on dating."

"Brother, don't just focus on raising pigs. You should still have a romantic relationship when you have the chance. You're almost thirty."

"Okay, okay, you're still worrying about your brother."

The next morning, Shi Huai went back to his hometown.

Before leaving, he stayed alone with Qin Yanchuan and talked for a while.

The soundproofing of the room was so good that Shi Yang leaned on the door panel to eavesdrop like a thief, but he heard nothing.

After the driver took Shi Huai away from the Qin family, he asked Qin Yanchuan: "What did my brother say to you?"

Qin Yanchuan calmly replied, "Speak from your heart."

Well, it seems that he is hiding something and doesn't want to say it.

Shi Yang did not ask any further questions. At least as long as no one said bad things about him behind his back, it would be fine.

A few days later.

Shi Yang held a bouquet of flowers and came to the cemetery with Qin's uncle and nephew.

Today is Thursday, the anniversary of the death of Wen Jinshu, Qin Yanchuan's mother and the grandmother of Qin Zhuo and Qin Yelan.

Shi Yang was originally worried that Qin Yanchuan was not in good condition today, but he looked no different from usual, just standing silently in front of the tombstone.

After a long while, he finally spoke in a normal tone:

"Xiaozhou, Yelan, you two should take Shiyang back first."

"I'm not going back. I'm staying with you."

Qin Yanchuan did not refuse Shi Yang, so the brothers Qin Zhuo and Qin Yelan left first.

The wind was very strong in the cemetery, but luckily Shi Yang was wearing thick clothes and had a scarf around his neck, so he wasn't cold.

He stood quietly beside Qin Yanchuan, his chin buried in his scarf, his nose and ears turned red from the cold.

Qin Yanchuan was wearing a black suit and a black cashmere coat. The cold wind blew the hem of his coat up, making his hair slightly messy.

Perhaps it was because he was in the empty and desolate cemetery, the man, dressed in black, had a more solemn expression on his face, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Shi Yang knew that Qin Yanchuan had deep feelings for his mother.

Even after more than 20 years, the shadow of that childhood still lingers with him.

Shi Yang squinted slightly because of the wind, and took out the silver ring from his clothes. The cold metal was stained with body temperature, and he stroked it gently with his fingertips.

Auntie, don't worry, I will accompany Qin Yanchuan in the future.

As if realizing something, Qin Yanchuan glanced sideways at the person next to him and saw that his ears and nose were frozen red, and he was holding the ring in his hand.

Qin Yanchuan's eyes softened unconsciously. He held Shi Yang's palm and said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go back. It's too cold."

Shi Yang bowed politely to the tombstone, "Aunt, we will go back first and come to see you another day."

Sitting in the car with the heater on, Shi Yang thought about it over and over again, but still felt unsatisfied.

Two minutes later, he clapped his hands and slapped Qin Yanchuan's thigh beside him, and said angrily: "No, we have to go to the mental hospital now. We can't let that old guy go!"

Qin Yanchuan: “…Okay.”

An hour later, the driver stopped the car in front of the mental hospital.

Shi Yang walked in with a proud and confident look, and Qin Yanchuan followed behind with his long legs.

Qin Zhengde was wearing a uniform hospital gown, looking haggard and numb, sitting in front of a chair in a listless manner, and all around him were real mental patients.

There are men and women, old and young.

Someone was squatting in the corner pretending to be a mushroom, lying on the ground talking to himself, crying and laughing at the same time, with a very strange expression.

Someone was spinning around Qin Zhengde, singing a tuneless song.

There was even a big man who walked up to Qin Zhengde, smiled, pulled down his pants and prepared to pee.

"Water the old tree."

Disgust and resentment appeared on Qin Zhengde's numb face. "Go away! Get out!"

The eldest master pouted, his face full of grievance, and turned away, cursing, "How cruel! I won't water you anymore. I'll just let you die of thirst."

Shi Yang: "..."

The master's mental state is really advanced.

It's really painful to stay with a group of mentally ill people every day.

When he saw Qin Yanchuan and Shi Yang outside the iron gate, Qin Zhengde's numb expression gradually became complicated, and he stared at them, especially Qin Yanchuan.

Shi Yang smiled and waved at him, "My old friend, long time no see. How come you are getting more and more lazy?"

Qin Zhengde's face darkened instantly.

The doctor came over with two security guards, and his attitude was not very polite. "Qin Zhengde, your family is here to visit you. Come out with us."

Not long after, Qin Zhengde was brought into the reception room. He sat in front of the sofa, still acting arrogantly.

"You unfilial son, isn't today your mother's death anniversary? Why are you looking for me if you don't want to see her?"

He glanced at Shi Yang again, "And you brought this rude and uneducated little mud-legged boy with you."

Without Qin Yanchuan saying anything, the Lightning Wolf began to attack.

"The little peasant is here to scold you, an old man."

"Look at him now, he's in this state, and he's still putting on airs with my Uncle Qin."

Qin Yanchuan's face was calm and he sat down on the single sofa opposite.

As Shi Yang was talking, he suddenly covered his nose with a look of disgust on his face.

"Hey, why do you stink so badly? You smell like urine. Did you get pissed by that old man just now?"

Qin Zhengde's face became darker and darker, and his hands were shaking as he pointed at Shi Yang, "You...you!"

"What are you talking about? You can't even speak clearly. You're stuttering. I think the old man just now is better than you."

"How is it? Do you really want to hit me?"

"Hey, I just said a few words, why do you look so unhappy?"

"That won't do. You need to be more generous. Don't let yourself get angry to death at your age."

Qin Zhengde was so angry that his eyes rolled back and he almost fainted.