Two slow-moving people fall in love

The residence of the Lin family is not the ancestral house, but it has been well-repaired and decorated.There are pavilions, terraces and pavilions in the huge courtyard, flowers, birds, fish and insects, almost a small garden, no matter when you see it, you will be amazed.

"Did you also live here when you were a child?"

Ye Yunyi said: "I have been in Beicheng since I was a child."

Han Xuan was puzzled.

He continued: "Lin Zhong is the same, but later they moved back to Nanming, and I will come over during the winter and summer vacations."

"You are really good friends."

"Our two families are family friends, not just the two of us, but the previous generation..." He paused, then changed his words temporarily: "...also loves us very much, my uncle has always regarded me as his own son."

"That's great." Han Xuan's tone unconsciously tinged with envy.

"You too."

"I?"

"My uncle likes children very much." Ye Yunyi smiled: "Especially if you are so obedient and cute."

Han Xuan lowered his head, his ears turned red.

They stepped through the courtyard gate and walked past a row of osmanthus trees. Deep in the courtyard, the main house with white walls and blue tiles opened its door.

The room was quiet, and Lin Bo stood at the door of the dining room, whispering some instructions to Aunt Zhuang.

Ye Yunyi walked in: "Uncle Lin, is my uncle awake?"

Lin Bo took their coats and said, "I'm awake, I just delivered the food, and the young master is accompanying me."

Ye Yunyi nodded, turned to Han Xuan and said, "Sit here and wait, I'll go up and have a look."

Before coming here, Ye Yunyi told him that the old man's spirit is not good when he is old, and he is not used to seeing strangers, Han Xuan remembered it, and he hummed when he heard this.

He sat in the living room, watching Ye Yunyi's figure completely disappear into the corner of the corridor.

"Young Master Han," Aunt Zhuang put a plate of dim sum on the coffee table, "I made it this morning, try it quickly."

Han Xuan got up quickly, and said thank you a little uncomfortably.

"Hey, what are you doing standing up?" Aunt Zhuang gestured to push him back, watching him take a bite of pea yellow: "How does it taste?"

"Delicious, thank you, Aunt Zhuang."

Aunt Zhuang smiled, and sat down beside him: "It's delicious, Young Master Ye also likes this, and he can eat a lot every time he comes back."

Han Xuan pursed his lips and smiled at her, but didn't speak.

Aunt Zhuang stopped talking, sat at the side and looked at him carefully, then nodded after a long while: "Okay, that's great." Her tone was actually somewhat gratifying.

Han Xuan was at a loss when he heard it, and felt that something was wrong.

"What would Young Master Han want for lunch, and what are the taboos?"

Han Xuan quickly said that there is no taboo: "I can do it."

Aunt Zhuang stood up and went into the restaurant again to prepare lunch.

Han Xuan just finished eating the second piece of pea yellow, and was a little dazed for a while.

After a while, he heard Ye Yunyi calling him from the second floor.

"My uncle wants to see you," he handed the tray to Lin Bo, "warm the medicine first."

Han Xuan stood aside, he just stuffed half of the dim sum into his mouth, and his cheeks bulged.

Ye Yunyi wiped her hands, and wiped the corner of his mouth with a smile: "Eat slowly, do you want some water?"

"Hmm." Han Xuan took a sip of water and tried to swallow it down: "Let's go, let's go."

Ye Yunyi laughed: "Why are you in such a hurry."

"You can't make the old man wait for a long time." Han Xuan was holding his hand, and he couldn't speak very well. "Old man, if you are not in good health, you should rest more."

They passed along the corridor, just as Lin Zhong came out of the room.

"I was just about to call you." Lin Zhong turned his head to the door and said, "Father, Ah Yi has brought friends over."

There was no movement inside, Ye Yunyi asked: "Why are you going?"

"sleep."

Ye Yunyi was happy: "Yo, it's better to have my uncle talk."

Lin Zhong almost looked at him with a headache: "Don't be poor, one or two..."

"... Ah Yi?"

A slightly hoarse voice sounded from behind the door, interrupting Lin Zhong's complaints.

"Hey, uncle." Ye Yunyi nodded to Lin Zhong, opened the door and walked in.

A gust of heat rushed towards his face, Han Xuan followed behind Ye Yunyi, and was dazzled as soon as he entered the door.

Light, strong light.

The curtains are neatly tied on both sides, except for the sunlight projected in from the window, there are also wall lamps, table lamps, and floor lamps laid along the corners... Dozens of lamps, large and small, are all brightly lit, greatly dimming the brightness of the room. It was raised a few more points.

There was a rustling sound from the end of the room, Ye Yunyi stepped over and supported the person who had just stood up: "Sit down quickly."

It was an extremely thin old man, who looked no more than fifty, with gray hair, but his youthful beauty could still be seen on his face.

It's just that his eyes are always closed, and he has obviously been blind for many years.

Ye Yunyi helped him sit down, squatted in front of him and said, "Han Xuan is here...Han Xuan, this is my uncle, you can call him uncle as well."

When Han Xuan came close, he became nervous for some reason, opened his mouth, and took several deep breaths before he stopped stuttering: "Uncle."

The old man didn't respond, with obvious doubts on his face, as if he didn't know who Han Xuan was.

Ye Yunyi smiled at Han Xuan, then said softly, "That's my friend."

He deliberately slowed down his speech: "Have you forgotten? During the Chinese New Year, I said that he learned how to lie down, and you still praised him."

The old man was silent towards him, and only after a while did he say, "Woyu?"

"Yeah, 'Island Ice Wheel Turns First', remember?"

The old man murmured it once, and slowly revealed a dazed expression, "It's him."

He laughed, looking very happy. He clearly had a standard Beicheng accent, but there was still a water town in his words.

"……Where?"

Han Xuan half-kneeled in front of him, took his hand and brushed it on his face.

The old man trembled with his fingertips, groping along his facial features a little bit.

"Good boy," he murmured.

"... Ah Yi."

"What's the matter, uncle."

The old man turned his face and said, "You go out first."

Ye Yunyi was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Han Xuan worriedly.

Han Xuan smiled and signaled him that it was okay.

"Ayi?"

"Hey," Ye Yunyi said, "Got it, let's go out now."

The door closed gently with a "click".

The old man listened for a while, "Have you gone out yet?"

Han Xuan said: "It's gone out."

"Okay, okay," he withdrew his hand and patted the soft chair beside him: "Sit quickly."

As soon as he finished speaking, he frowned in distress: "Oh, I forgot..."

"What are you looking for?"

"Pea yellow, do you want to eat it or not?" The old man said slowly, "Ah Yi likes it the most. I can eat a big bowl at a time."

"I've eaten it," Han Xuan hurriedly supported him, "It's delicious...Little, uncle, sit down, let me come if you need anything."

"A good boy." The old man held his hand and rubbed it, "Ayi is also a good boy."

His expression was a bit blank, but his words seemed to have seen through everything.

Han Xuan pursed his lips, not knowing how to answer.

"Call your brother, okay?"

Han Xuan was taken aback: "Okay, okay."

He suddenly thought of Chen Wanwan who hadn't responded to the message.

... Maybe in the future, no one will call him brother again.

"Ah Yi said, 'Han Xuan is very nice'." The old man said, "He has a good appearance and a good heart."

Han Xuan lowered his head: "It's not that..."

The old man shook his head: "Beauty is in the bones but not the skin, have you heard of it? Brother."

He seemed a little tired, and slowly leaned back in the chair, with a nostalgic look on his face.

"When I was young, my master said this, saying that I have good bones... At that time, I was so sick that I was thinner than you-brother, you are too thin, eat more, do you know that?"

His concern came out of the blue, but he seemed to regard Han Xuan as his own child. Han Xuan nodded, and thought that he couldn't see, so he hummed sullenly: "I know."

"Later, when I met him, he said the same thing. I stood at the door without taking off my costume..."

The old man's voice became lower and lower, as if he had fallen into that old memory.

Han Xuan looked at his face full of illusory happiness, but did not break the sweet silence.

"...Hey, let's talk about this again." After a while, the old man suddenly came back to his senses, "Brother, are you hungry?"

Han Xuan froze for a moment, and said, "I'm not hungry."

"Ask Xiaozhuang to get some pea yellow, Ah Yi loves that..."

"No need," Han Xuan said, "I ate it just now."

The old man didn't realize that he had already asked the question once, and he was slightly surprised: "Have you eaten?"

"Well, it's downstairs, Aunt Zhuang gave it to me."

"Ah... ok, ok."

He was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "Where's Xiao Zhong?"

"He..." Han Xuan glanced in the direction of the door and said, "You sent Xiao Zhong to sleep just now."

"I told Xiao Zhong to go to sleep?"

"That's right," Han Xuan imitated Ye Yunyi's persuasive manner: "You let Xiao Zhong go to sleep, and then Ye... and Ah Yi and I came in, do you remember?"

The old man frowned, as if he was thinking seriously, and shook his head innocently after a long time.

"I have to find Xiao Zhong," he leaned on the chair to stand up, looking a little anxious: "Don't run around, there are cars outside..."

"Xiao Zhong is next door, you sit down, I'll call him."

The old man became dazed, "No, you have to go by yourself."

"He's not here either, no one at home is watching...why hasn't he come back yet?"

His movements paused, his whole body trembled suddenly, and he said in a flustered tone, "Does he not want us anymore?"

"No, no, he took Xiao Zhong away... My Xiao Zhong was taken away by him! No, no... I'm going to get it back, he can't...!"

The old man's movements suddenly became louder, and Han Xuan was taken aback. It was the first time he encountered such a situation, and he didn't know whether to forcibly stop him.

"It's nothing, uncle..."

The old man was struggling in front of him, and he seemed about to be unable to stop——

"dad."

The door opened suddenly, Lin Zhong came to them in a few steps, and stretched out his hand to help the old man.

"Xiao Zhong didn't go anywhere, it's okay, it's okay."

He held the person in his arms and gently stroked the other person's shoulder.

Han Xuan stood aside, not understanding how things would suddenly turn out like this.

A hand stretched out behind him and embraced him.

"Let's go out first." Ye Yunyi said.

Han Xuan glanced at him, then turned his head away, "Uncle, he..."

"It's okay, I'm fine here."

Lin Zhong frowned slightly - it seemed that he had always frowned like this since the first time they met, "Go and eat."

Han Xuan opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, and was led away by Ye Yunyi.

The room was still quiet, but the silence had completely changed in Han Xuan's eyes. Standing in the corridor and looking downstairs, he suddenly found that the front door was empty.

There is no threshold there.

Ye Yunyi stood beside him, almost clinging to him: "Are you scared?"

Han Xuan's breathing was still a little short, he shook his head, trying to calm down.

Ye Yunyi rubbed his hair, and sighed imperceptibly: "Let's go, let's go down to eat."

Han Xuan hummed, held back without looking back, and took another look at the closed door.

The two had their own concerns, and finished their meal in a rather sloppy manner, and they were not in the mood to chat on the way back. They originally agreed to go out in the afternoon, but now it seems that they should give up.

Han Xuan sat alone in the study, his discouraged expression was reflected on the phone screen.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and in a few hours, the day would be over.

But Chen Wanwan still didn't reply him.

No calls, no texts, nothing.

Han Xuan held the phone, feeling very bad.

He felt like he had fallen into a bottomless pit, and he couldn't see the end of everything. There was no light, no branches to climb, and there was only endless falling.

This made him even more anxious, and he even began to wonder if he would go crazy if he thought about it for a few more hours.

He almost collapsed.

But he didn't regret it.

Although his heart was full of uneasiness and anxiety, even though he seemed to be thrown into a hot pot to suffer, he didn't feel regretful at all.

He lay down on the table, closed his eyes, and let out a breath—it sounded like a heavy sigh.

Not long after Ye Yunyi went back with Han Xuan, he went out again. Han Xuan didn't ask him where he went - after what happened at noon, he began to be unsure of his location.

It wasn't until after six o'clock in the afternoon that Ye Yunyi knocked on his door.

He was feeling drowsy at first, but when he heard Ye Yunyi's voice, he jumped up almost immediately and rushed to open the door.

Ye Yunyi stood outside the door, looking at him with a smile as usual: "What a good thing, so happy."

Han Xuan's eyes were bright, and he pursed his lips shyly and smiled: "Is it so obvious?"

"Well, it's not obvious at all, I just happen to be able to see it." Ye Yun leaned against the door frame, looking very relaxed, "Eat now? Are you hungry?"

Han Xuan ran back and quickly put away his things, took them to the door and said, "Let's go."

He paused, then hesitated, "Uncle...how is it?"

"It's okay, Lin Zhong is with you." Ye Yunyi apologized, "I've been busy all this time, I forgot to tell you...worrying all afternoon?"

"No..." Han Xuan shook his head, feeling wrong again, "Ah, no...no, it's okay."

Ye Yunyi said: "Uncle, his mental state has not been very good. It has improved in the past few years. Before..."

He seemed to think of something, shook his head, and said, "I didn't tell you clearly in advance, did I scare you?"

"No. I..." Han Xuan wanted to say something, thought about it, and finally stopped talking.

Ye Yunyi glanced at him, lowered her eyes and remained silent.

When he sat down at the table, he suddenly said, "Just say what you want, it's okay."

Han Xuan didn't speak, but raised his head and looked straight into his eyes.

What can I say?he thinks.

He came to the place where Ye Yunyi lived and met Ye Yunyi's family, but once something happened, he would still be the first to be pushed out of the incident.

Maybe it was because they didn't have a formal relationship after all.

But he didn't know whether he was qualified to take a step forward now.

——He has an intuition that taking this step may not be a smooth road.

Ye Yun saw that he didn't speak, so he also kept silent while eating while waiting for him to speak.

He had thought it through just now, since he had brought Han Xuan back—although he had not yet returned to Ye's house, the relationship between him and Han Xuan could no longer be compared with any previous relationship.

As long as Han Xuan wants to know, he can tell him.

Han Xuanwu fought with heaven and man for a while, but finally decided not to back down.

"I..." He hesitated, carefully choosing his words, "At noon, I was fine at first."

Ye Yunyi nodded, waiting for him to continue.

"Later, my uncle was going to find Lin Zhong. I was worried that it would be inconvenient for him, so I stopped him..."

"Then he got anxious and said, 'he' was not at home, and said that someone was going to take Lin Zhong away."

When Han Xuan said this, his tone was tinged with guilt.

"I... maybe I shouldn't stop my uncle, I should go with him."

"It's not your fault." Ye Yunyi said.

Han Xuan looked at him: "I mean, maybe I stimulated the old man..."

"No, you've done a good job." Ye Yunyi smiled at him, "...Do you know who the 'him' my uncle mentioned?"

Han Xuan thought for a while and said, "Is it some kind of bad guy?"

Ye Yunyi shook her head.

"...the kidnapper?"

"It's the previous head of the Lin family, my other uncle."

Han Xuan's eyes widened in astonishment: "Another one?"

Ye Yunyi nodded: "It's also Lin Zhong's biological father."

"Then uncle, he..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the vibrating sound of his mobile phone.

Han Xuan put down his chopsticks and hurriedly took out his mobile phone.

The caller is Chen Wanwan.

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