Chapter 83: Confess that I miss you.
Song Baoyuan couldn't sleep all night.
In the early morning, the whole yard was covered with a thick layer of snow, and it looked like a white world.
"Build a snowman! Build a snowman!"
Jiang Chengyou ran into the yard, shouting and leaving footprints.
Jiang Suisui, who was still getting dressed in the house, heard his brother's voice, and ran out in a hurry without even putting on his hat.
"Slow down!" Song Baoyuan felt helpless.
As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Suisui tripped over the stairs and rolled in the snow. But she didn't cry or make a fuss. Instead, she stretched out her arms and legs, forming the shape of the Chinese character "大".
The maids in the courtyard also changed into winter clothes. Qiao Yue came into the house carrying a wooden basin and reminded, "Miss, breakfast is ready."
"Yeah." Song Baoyuan was absent-minded.
"Where's Dad?" Jiang Chengyou's voice came into the room very clearly, "Isn't Dad up yet?"
Song Baoyuan lowered her head and pressed her hands into the wooden basin filled with hot water.
Qiao Yue stole a glance at her and whispered, "My husband left last night."
"I'll go wake Dad up!" Jiang Chengyou jogged all the way, his face full of excitement.
When Song Baoyuan heard what he said, her eyelids twitched, "Accept..."
Just as I opened my mouth to stop him, the child had already run away.
Forget it, Song Baoyuan thought, feeling quite tired.
A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Chengyou came running back again.
Song Baoyuan was already having breakfast with her daughter. Before she even saw her son, she heard his voice, "Mom! Why is Dad missing?"
"Your father is busy with something."
Jiang Chengyou was stunned.
Song Baoyuan smiled and patted his head, urging him softly, "Eat first, or you'll be late for school."
The smile disappeared from Jiang Chengyou's face and he looked dazed.
He just let it slip yesterday, and now his dad is missing today. Is it okay?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt helpless. "But Mom...if it snows, the school will be closed and I won't have to go."
Song Baoyuan paused while scooping porridge. "Sorry, I didn't know. I'll take you and your sister out later, okay?"
The more Jiang Chengyou thought about it, the sadder he became. He pouted and couldn't hold back his tears. "Daddy, did you know that I didn't keep the secret, so you don't want to play with me anymore?"
His crying voice made Song Baoyuan panic, "No! Daddy really has something to do, it's not intentional not to accompany Chengcheng."
"Woo woo woo."
"Really not!" Song Baoyuan said helplessly, "I'll let Uncle Qi take you to find your father later. Can you ask him yourself?"
"Hmm." Jiang Chengyou wiped his eyes and nodded pitifully.
In contrast, Jiang Suisui, who was holding a bowl beside her, smiled brightly, "Brother cried like a puppy!"
Song Baoyuan: "..."
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The brother and sister went to find their father, and Song Baoyuan had some quiet time, so she went to the teahouse alone.
Sitting by the window on the second floor, she suddenly thought of Gao Luoshu. Whenever she came to the teahouse before, Mr. Gao would come up to her within five minutes.
However, he only appeared in her mind briefly, as sleepiness swept over her and Song Baoyuan felt her eyelids heavy.
"I'm not your brother!"
"But it's you I want!"
"We are husband and wife."
…
As soon as she closed her eyes, these sounds rang in her ears, disturbing her mind.
How could there be such a ridiculous thing in the world?
Feeling tired but unable to sleep, Song Baoyuan lay on the table, resting her head on her arms, feeling drowsy.
Time passed little by little, and when she looked up again, it was already evening and the room was very dark.
During this period, only Qiao Yin came into the house twice, bringing her a heater and covering her with a fur coat.
Although Song Baoyuan was lying on the table as if she was asleep, she was very clear about what happened from morning to night.
How could she be so disappointing? She was almost driven crazy by that man's two or three words, and she couldn't muster the energy to do any work the whole day.
The door was pushed open for the third time. She thought it was Qiao Yin again and sighed, "I'd better go home early."
But there was no movement at the door.
Song Baoyuan looked back and saw that it was bright outside, but in front of the narrow door, a tall and slender man wearing a civet cat mask blocked the light.
"Mr. Miao?"
Song Baoyuan was surprised. This raccoon mask with a small flower on the forehead was hard to forget.
"It's me," he said.
Song Baoyuan was stunned.
It was the voice of a young boy, without any deliberately suppressed roughness.
She knew who it was and felt aggrieved for no reason. She turned her face away, her eyes sore.
Seeing her like this, the people at the door suddenly felt uneasy and entered the house with extreme caution.
"Ahem." Trying to avoid embarrassment, he cleared his throat, sat opposite, and turned on the light first.
Although the light was dim, it still stung Song Baoyuan's eyes.
The person opposite took off his mask, revealing Xie Yuchao's handsome but slightly nervous face.
"Isn't it that after not seeing you for a few days, you won't recognize me?"
Song Baoyuan lowered her eyes and ignored him.
"I'm Fubao, the guy who used to live next door to you. You even held me in your arms and fed me."
Song Baoyuan: “?”
Xie Yuchao's face was full of seriousness, and he said solemnly, "Now I have had the opportunity to transform into a human form. In order to repay you, I have come back to find you!"
"Nonsense."
"Then you still remember me."
Song Baoyuan said with a cold face, "Mr. Xie, please stop making trouble. We are about to close. If you have nothing to do, please leave early."
"I'm sorry." Xie Yuchao didn't dare to joke anymore. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I know you must be very angry, but I really didn't mean to disappear for so long."
Song Baoyuan lowered her eyes and stared at his mask on the table.
"As long as you can calm down, I will let you do whatever you want!"
"Then go." Song Baoyuan said coldly.
Xie Yuchao fidgeted. "I, I know I was wrong. I promise there won't be a next time! I really had an emergency and had to leave. I didn't even have the chance to tell you."
Song Baoyuan remained indifferent. "Mr. Xie, you're joking. It's your freedom to go wherever you want. There's no need to tell me, and there's no need to explain."
"Don't be like this."
Song Baoyuan stood up and said, "I have to go home. Mr. Xie, please do as you please."
"Don't!"
Xie Yuchao was anxious for a moment and reached out to grab her wrist.
He knew something was wrong the moment he touched her, so he quickly let go and stood in front of the door to prevent her from leaving.
"What do you mean, Master Xie?"
"I really didn't mean it!" He had no choice but to confess, "I'll tell you everything! Although I'm a scholar, I'm not from out of town, and neither of my parents are dead. My mother is indeed dead, but I still have a tyrannical father who confined me to my home. I ran away secretly!"
Song Baoyuan finally looked at him, frowning slightly.
At this point, Xie Yuchao had no choice but to confess everything, "He has been sending people to look for me, trying to take me back. Do you remember the day I disappeared? There was a middle-aged man sitting in the teahouse for a long time, as if waiting for someone? You even talked to him. He's my father's man. If he finds me and takes me back, I won't be able to leave the house, let alone see you."
I remember the person Song Baoyuan he was talking about, and now I finally understand where the strange feeling when talking to him came from.
"Is your father so scary?"
"Terrible!" Xie Yuchao affirmed, "He is the Prime Minister of the Cabinet. Not to mention me, even the current emperor is afraid of him."
Song Baoyuan's pupils trembled.
The Prime Minister of the Cabinet? That was truly second only to the emperor, above all others.
She had thought before that the person in front of her had some background, but she didn't even dare to guess that it was so prominent.
"So Mr. Xie has such an extraordinary background. If I have offended you before, I hope you will forgive me."
Xie Yuchao opened his eyes wide in shock. "What are you talking about? Do I look like someone you can't afford to offend?"
Song Baoyuan was confused, "Why would your father do this to you?"
"Because..." Xie Yuchao paused, lowered his head, and spoke in a much softer voice, "My mother."
He looked a bit more desolate. "Master Xie, having ascended to the position of Prime Minister, has made many enemies. My mother always disobeyed him and, while pregnant with me, went to a Hongmen Banquet and was murdered by a traitor. In order to protect me, she was unable to receive timely medical treatment. So... anyway, because of what happened in the past, my father kept a close eye on me. He even hated me a little."
Song Baoyuan asked casually, but she didn't expect it to be such a sad thing. "I'm sorry."
"I'm not saying this to get you to pity me," Xie Yuchao said seriously. "I was wrong to leave without saying goodbye, but could you please forgive me for my own hardship?"
He suddenly remembered something, "Oh! And the identity of this Miao Gongzi, it's not that I intentionally hid it from you. The first time I came here, I didn't know this was your teahouse. I was afraid you would think I was naive, so I didn't dare to admit it."
Song Baoyuan was silent for a long time, and finally turned away. "Mr. Xie and I just met by chance and were neighbors for a while. There's really no need to know so much."
Xie Yuchao was stunned.
A look of grievance gradually appeared in his eyes. "Just a neighbor? There are many people around here looking for me. Do you think I risked showing up just to say these things to my neighbors?"
Song Baoyuan turned around and faced away from him, "Why else?"
"I miss you."
“…”
Song Baoyuan's heart skipped a beat.
She panicked for a moment and clenched her hands in an attempt to calm herself. "Thank you, Master, for your words."
"I was rude." Xie Yuchao said weakly.
He said stubbornly with a humble attitude, "But I just miss you."
"These days, I've been wondering if you're sad because of my sudden disappearance. If so, it would be a huge sin on my part, and I'd be so guilty I couldn't sleep or eat. If not, it might mean I'm insignificant to you, and I'd be so upset I couldn't sleep at night. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I came to find you."
He spoke sincerely, but Song Baoyuan suddenly felt panic for no reason and turned around to ask, "Do you know what you are talking about?"
"I know." Xie Yuchao looked into her eyes, "It's the love between a man and a woman, it's the pain of missing someone, it's me liking you."
So straightforward.
Everything that happened at this moment was completely unexpected, and Song Baoyuan couldn't describe her feelings.
There was joy, but it seemed insignificant amidst the confusion.
She had never seen Xie Yuchao as righteous as he was now.
"I also know that I have no official position, no money, and am even running around like a rat. Saying these things is tantamount to being a hooligan, so you don't need to give me any response."
His eyes were blazing. "Of course, I do have some hope. I hope you understand my feelings and will wait for me. After all, you said you believe in me."
Like a dream, Song Baoyuan always felt a sense of unreality in her heart.
And she understood that the source of this feeling was not doubting the person in front of her, nor was it speculation about what he said, but...
My own timidity.
She met Xie Yuchao's gaze, opened her mouth, but remained silent for a long time.
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