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I don't know if it was because of being in Xiang Yan's arms, but Ye Xiaolou went home without much pain this time. When he got off the car, he couldn't believe it.

When he was in the car, he could feel Xiang Yan's hand touching his hair all the time. He slept for a whole afternoon and was very energetic, but he was still a little drowsy in Xiang Yan's arms. He was still a little out of shape when he called out.

Usually at this time Ye Xiaolou might hold the tree and throw up, but although his face was fine, he still had no strength when he got out of the car, and his fingers holding the car door were a little white, as if he would fall down at any moment.

A bodyguard who was nearby went up to help him, but Xiang Yan strode forward and directly hugged Ye Xiaolou from the car.

"Daddy!"

After all, with so many people around, Ye Xiaolou cried out immediately, "I can go by myself."

Xiang Yan ignored his struggle at all, Ye Xiaolou was like a kitten in his arms, no matter how much he waved his paw, it was useless.

Ye Xiaolou had no choice but to bury his head on his shoulder, Xiang Yan looked down at his red ears protruding from his hair, and smiled.

Along the way, a servant saw this scene, and the things in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

We all know that Mr. Xiang loves his son, but no matter how much he hurts, it won't hurt so much, Mr. Xiang, is it really okay for you to pamper the young master like this? !The young master will be an adult in a few years, okay? !

Ye Xiaolou originally thought that Xiang Yan would put him down when they walked in, but he didn't expect Xiang Yan to hold him and walked directly through the hall and the garden of the inner house. Then his footsteps paused, and Ye Xiaolou raised his head at this time Come and find that they have reached the small unused yard behind the inner house.

Some of his subordinates had already opened the door of the yard, and Xiang Yan walked all the way to the door before putting Ye Xiaolou on the ground.

Ye Xiaolou raised his head blankly.

Xiang Yan stretched out his hand towards him, and said calmly: "Father gave you a gift, come here."

Ye Xiaolou was a little overwhelmed, but Xiang Yan had already held his hand and led him inside without any explanation.

The sun had not completely set, and the twilight sunlight shrouded the yard of only a few hundred square meters. The ground was covered with fallen flowers, and the path in the middle was cleaned up.

Ye Xiaolou held Xiang Yan tightly on the back of his hand, but when he stopped, Xiang Yan also stopped immediately, and did not lead him forward.

Ye Xiaolou in this courtyard is impressive.

When he entered the gate of Xiang's house for the first time that day, the only consciousness he had was seeing the yard. When he was put in that room, there was a click, and the door and windows were tightly closed.

This is not the first time Ye Xiaolou has experienced this kind of being locked up in a closed room. The ventilation in that room is very small, and only a little light shines in at a certain time every day. That kind of freedom is completely deprived. It was only possible to go out, and the feeling of being gradually shrouded in despair later, if it was replaced by any mentally weak person, I am afraid that he would have pounded the wall in the room, screamed and even collapsed.

But at that time Ye Xiaolou was so quiet, lying on the ground like a puppet, as if his wound was still bleeding and his body was unwell.

Ruogu didn't bring Ye An to see him on a whim at that time, maybe he had already died in that stuffy room.

Xiang Yan obviously also thought of the scene that day, and tightened his hand holding Ye Xiaolou.

This yard has obviously been renovated once again. Small flowers are in full bloom on both sides of the road. When the breeze blows, the fragrance of flowers fills the yard. Not far away is a tree that has not yet bloomed.

Ye Xiaolou was led by Xiang Yan step by step until he walked to the antique building in front of him.

"This..." Ye Xiaolou's eyes were full of disbelief, "Is this just built?"

"This is the yard that has just been renovated, young master." The housekeeper also came in at some point, and said in a low voice, "The workers all came in when you were in school."

There are some things that the master is not good at saying by himself, so it is very necessary for the butler to point it out unintentionally at this time.

Every day, the workers come and go in a hurry. Basically, a minute is not wasted. Of course, the young master must not let the young master find out that all the furniture, including the design of the room, except for Xiang Yan who specially invited In addition to professional designers and other professionals, I have also spent a lot of thought.

Ye Xiaolou's hand was separated from Xiang Yan at some point, when he walked in, he saw the ink painting hanging on the wall almost at a glance.

The painting is the ancient town of Xitang in the south of the Yangtze River. A girl from afar is walking on the stone bridge in the ancient alley with a paper umbrella, admiring the catkins fluttering along the roadside.

In a trance, Ye Xiaolou felt that he had returned to the Jiangnan where he had lived for more than ten years, and he seemed to hear the sound of gurgling water and drizzle in his ears.

Ye Xiaolou thought that no matter what the outside looks like, the inside is full of modern things, but after he walked in, whether it was the ancient paintings hanging on the wall, the mahogany tables and chairs in the room, or the exquisitely carved walls Cabinets and other furniture all reveal a strong Jiangnan flavor.

Only under his feet was not the cold floor or the expensive carpets that can be seen everywhere in Xiang's room, but a layer of tatami mats.

People walk barefoot on the tatami floor, the feet are not cold in winter and not hot in summer, even if Ye Xiaolou walks around barefoot every day, it is not a problem at all.

Everything is like a picture scroll with strong ancient rhyme. If there are not some modern things inevitably placed in the room, Ye Xiaolou feels like he is in a dream.

Looking at his dazed look, Xiang Yan felt relieved.

He originally thought that Ye Xiaolou would cast a bad shadow on this yard, and might even become a taboo between their father and son, but looking at him now, it seems that he doesn't reject this place.

Sure enough, the style is right.

"Like it?"

Ye Xiaolou heard Xiang Yan's deep voice, at some point there were only the two of them left in the room, Xiang Yan put his hand on his shoulder lightly, as if he wanted to hug him, and whispered in his ear Ask, "Did you like the gift Dad gave you?"

"why?"

Xiang Yan could feel Ye Xiaolou's shoulders trembling slightly, he paused and said, "No reason, you don't like it?"

"No." Ye Xiaolou shook his head, he didn't look at Xiang Yan while speaking.

Xiang Yan frowned, he didn't know what Ye Xiaolou was arguing about, didn't he seem to like it just now?

Do you remember the time when you first came here?

Xiang Yan pulled his chin and forced Ye Xiaolou to look up at him, "What are you dissatisfied with?"

Before Ye Xiaolou could speak, Xiang Yan said coldly again: "If you don't like it, I'll have someone dismantle it right away."

"No, don't tear it down!"

Ye Xiaolou grabbed Xiang Yan's arm with both hands, his anxious expression was not fake at all, "I...I just can't believe it, Daddy."

Xiang Yan looked at him silently.

"I didn't expect Daddy to know me so well." Ye Xiaolou lowered his eyes while speaking, and he murmured, "The things here are only seen in dreams, how could Daddy know?"

Under the long eyelashes, his eyes seemed to be a little moist, Xiang Yan smiled, and gently stroked his delicate chin and side face with his fingers, "Do you think this is an understanding?"

Ye Xiaolou raised his eyes blankly.

"I've said before that if you like and want anything, you have to tell Dad in person." Xiang Yan leaned over and kissed him lightly on the forehead, "But you never said anything, Dad I had to guess for myself."

"I just want daddy." Ye Xiaolou said in a low voice.

"That's not okay." Xiang Yan laughed, "You are a boy, you will need more things in the future, you say that now, but you don't necessarily think so when you grow up."

Although he said so, it was not the first time Ye Xiaolou said "I just want my daddy" to say it, but every time I heard it, it made him very happy. If possible, he certainly hoped that his little boy The son is always dependent on him alone, instead of slowly starting to distance himself from his father as most boys grow up.

As long as he thinks that his little son who likes to be bored with him is likely to leave his father in the future, he will feel extremely upset.

"No way." Ye Xiaolou frowned and retorted, "I will never leave Daddy unless you drive me away."

After Ye Xiaolou finished speaking, his eyes widened suddenly as if he remembered something.

"what happened?"

Ye Xiaolou looked at him for a long time before asking tremblingly: "Father, don't you... don't you want to drive me here to live here, so you can't go back again?"

Xiang Yan's eyebrows twitched, "...Of course not, why would you think so."

Xiang Yan tried to comfort his young son who suddenly became nervous, but Ye Xiaolou seemed to have fallen into a great panic, like a cat about to be abandoned by its owner, trembling all over, "I don't want it!! I don't want it Stay here and don't leave Daddy!"

Xiang Yan was also a little dazed for a while, his youngest son has always been gentle and obedient in front of him, and there is a limit to a few small willfulness, how can it be like this now, the hair all over his body is blown up, coaxed A few words didn't work, just like a vexatious child.

...Although it is true that he is a child, when did he become so willful?How on earth does this kid think that he, his father, will leave him here? !