Young master, your vest fell off

Ye Zichen actually didn't know where he was going, he only had one thought in his mind: he couldn't abandon Grandma Ye.

　Instinctively, he walked towards the school gate, wanting to see Grandma Ye, but he was afraid of what Grandma Ye would see, so he didn't dare to go back, so he walked like this, and stopped when he was almost at the school gate.

　It was just in time for Situ Xianran to go back to school to look for him, and the paths he walked were surprisingly the same, so they met at the school gate.

　Situ Xianran took out a tissue, and while pulling Ye Zichen towards the corridor, he wiped the snow from his hair.

　Seeing the devastated look on his face, no amount of blame could be uttered.

　"You, how long have I been gone, and you made yourself like this? You don't love yourself, but I still love you. "

　As she spoke, she reached out and patted his shoulder, but the force was as light as drizzle, as if to tickle him.

　Ye Zichen pulled her into his arms, hugged her tightly and didn't speak.

　Sensing his uneasy emotions, Situ Xianran hugged him back and patted his back lightly, trying to ease his inner nervousness.

　"It's okay, I'm here."

　"Well, you are here."

　With a strong nasal voice, Ye Zichen nodded fiercely, fortunately you are here.

　Hearing his voice, Situ Xianran felt that he had a cold, so he didn't dare to let him hug him too much. After a while, he pulled him out and looked up and down, and saw that his face was only a little pale.

　I reached out and touched my forehead, and there was no fever, so that's okay.

　Glancing at him reproachfully, she dragged him towards the dormitory, not forgetting to hold an umbrella when she left.

　Seeing that she was not as tall as him, Ye Zichen was struggling to hold the umbrella and turned to his side. His heart was warm, and he took the umbrella without any explanation, and covered the two of them impartially. Situ Xianran had no choice but to let him go. up.

　When he arrived at the dormitory, Situ Xianran urged Ye Zichen to go upstairs to change his clothes, while he himself watched him go upstairs and greeted the dormitory auntie, asking if she could make a bowl of brown sugar ginger tea for Ye Zichen.

　The dormitory aunt usually goes online, so she naturally knows who she is, and she repeatedly refuses her offers for money.

　"Oh, a bowl of brown sugar ginger tea is worthless. If he doesn't drink it, I will make it. It's convenient to cook more."

　As he said that, he took out a small pot from the cabinet and added water, brown sugar, ginger, and a few dates to it.

　After boiling, Ye Zichen hadn't come down yet, so the housekeeper's aunt gave Situ Xianran a bowl first.

　"Drink some, too, or he will feel bad."

　Situ Xianran blushed, thanked her and drank it in small sips, but she was really insensitive to the taste of brown sugar ginger tea.

　The delicate little brows were tightly frowned, Ye Zichen went downstairs and saw her drinking something bitterly.

　After walking in, there was a smell of ginger, mixed with a hint of sweetness.

　"Drink quickly, don't catch a cold."

　From a distance, Situ Xianran beckoned, signaling him to go over.

　I wanted to see the expression on his face, but I didn't expect Ye Zichen to finish the drink without changing his face, so he sighed, feeling a little regretful.

　After Ye Zichen thanked the auntie in charge again, he led Situ Xianran towards the empty classroom. At this time, there was no one in the school, so he could talk to her about his struggles.

　Situ Xianran was well aware of his hesitation in his heart, so he didn't say much. He held his hand tightly and followed him along the way.

　The snow is still falling, and the road has not been cleaned. It has accumulated a thick layer. Although it is not as deep as God, it is already very big for City A in the south of the Yangtze River.

　Ye Zichen led Situ Xianran to the classroom he often came to, and it was also one of the few classrooms that the school opened during the winter vacation.

　After sitting down, he took out a few warm babies that had started to heat up in his arms, and stuck them all on Situ Xianran's hands and legs, leaving only one for himself.

　Situ Xianran didn't want it, and wanted to give him some, but he forced it back.

　There was no other way, Situ Xianran had no choice but to accept this warm gesture.

　Ye Zichen didn't speak, and she accompanied him quietly, not saying much.

　After a long time, Ye Zichen finally opened his mouth and said: "Master Xiang's family came to see me today, he wants me to recognize my ancestors and return to my ancestors."

　Hearing this, Situ Xianran stood up in shock.

　"What? How did he know about you?"

　After finishing speaking, she thought about Situ Han and Fu Miaomiao's decision again, and wondered if they had disclosed this matter to Old Man Xiang, otherwise, for no reason, how could Old Man Xiang know that Ye Zichen was his grandson, and even came to find him.

　Seeing the look on her face, Ye Zichen reached out and tapped her on the head, interrupting her wild thoughts.

　"It's not uncles and aunts. They promised me to keep it a secret. It should be Mr. Xiang who knew it from other places. Moreover, he also knows a lot of things about me."

　When he mentioned the matter of Xiang Lao's private investigation of him, his tone was mixed with a little anger.

　Situ Xianran patted her chest, as long as it wasn't leaked by her parents, then how should she face Ye Zichen in the future?

　Hearing Ye Zichen's words, he was stunned for a moment, and asked cautiously: "Then what do you think? Do you really want to recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors? Then what about Grandma Ye?"

　Speaking of this, her face was full of melancholy, Grandma Ye treated her very well, if she knew that Ye Zichen recognized his ancestors and returned to his clan, she would be sad.

　"When I heard about this last night, I felt bad. I rushed over as soon as I got up in the morning. I didn't expect it to be a little late. If I didn't go back, I could stay by your side all the time."

　Thinking that she wasn't by Ye Zichen's side when he needed her the most, she couldn't help but blame herself, and even reached out and hit her arm heavily twice.

　Seeing her foolish behavior, Ye Zichen felt warm in his heart, and hurriedly caught her wanting to continue hitting him.

　"Okay, aren't you here? I'm very happy."

　Seeing that the smile on his face did not seem to be fake, Situ Xianran was relieved, but he was still a little entangled.

　"Then you want to go home?"

　Ye Zichen didn't answer her directly, but talked about his childhood.

　Although most of them have been told by Grandma Ye, she also finds it interesting to listen to it again.

　Moreover, she saw that Ye Zichen actually didn't want to go back home, and she was relieved, he didn't agree to go back because of herself, which made her look up to him even more.

　Gradually, the sun slipped into the air and was about to set, but the snow was still falling.

　Situ Xianran stretched out his hand to grab Ye Zichen's hand, feeling the warmth of his palm, and a smile on his face.

　"Since you don't want to go back, then don't go back. No matter what you decide, I will support you."

　After finishing speaking, he grinned at Ye Zichen and laughed.

　Ye Zichen felt a warm current rushing through his heart, holding her hand back, the tenderness in his eyes blurred.