Hearing the sound of Kloster leaving, Chen Yinyang got out of the quilt and breathed a sigh of relief quietly.
Too many things happened, and my mind was in a whirlwind trying to sort things out. Whenever I closed my eyes, it was all what had happened, and I couldn't sleep no matter what.
When the man told himself that he was his brother, in addition to the excitement in his heart, the vague feeling of familiarity was finally confirmed.
But what concerned him more were the blurry images.
Who is the woman covered in blood, whether her parents survived, and why the family was attacked...
After knowing a truth, more secrets pounced on him.
Chen Yinyang sighed listlessly. If it was Ji Fengli, he would not be as useless as himself, but would have found the answer long ago.
Monsoon wind.
The name caused severe pain in my heart. Thinking of him looking at me like a stranger, I felt so sad that I didn't know what to do.
I had thought about such a situation when I accepted Ji's father's conditions, but I didn't expect it to happen so quickly and so hard to accept.
He will definitely never want to see him again in the future.
Chen Yinyang turned over and looked at the darkening sky outside the window, thinking sadly.
If I leave, will it make him feel more relaxed?
I tossed around thousands of thoughts, but couldn't get any results. Under the dual fatigue of body and spirit, I finally fell into a deep sleep.
"Little sheep, wake up, it's time to get up and eat."
Hearing Kloster's voice calling him, Chen Yinyang opened his eyes in a daze when the man grabbed his waist and leaned into his arms intimately.
Chen Yinyang felt a little embarrassed and wanted to break away from his arms, but Kloster pretended to be aggrieved and said, "Do you hate my brother?" and had to give up.
Originally, his hands were in good condition, but he didn't have to move a finger. Everything he ate and drank was put into his mouth carefully by Kloster.
Although they are brothers, they are too close...
He protested to Kloster more than once, but because he couldn't make a sound from his throat, he deliberately twisted it into something else every time. In the end, he had to surrender and accept the feeding obediently.
After drinking the last spoonful of soup handed to him, the torturous meal was finally over, but Kloster still said unsatisfied: "You have too little food, do you want some more desserts?"
The soft cake has always been his favorite food, but Chen Yinyang shook his head firmly for fear of making the same mistake again.
"What a pity," Kloster's expression looked a little disappointed: "I remember you loved cake the most when you were a child, and you were very happy no matter how many pieces you had, so whenever you cry, the best way is to comfort you with cake."
I have no impression of the things he said.
Chen Yinyang lowered his head. Although he had found his relative, he could not participate in his memories, which made him feel slightly sad.
"I really want to see what's in your head." Kloster said in a helpless but doting tone: "Little sheep, remember that you are the most important person to me, no matter before or now.
"
Feeling his head being caressed gently, the lonely feeling was suddenly surrounded by warmth. Chen Yinyang raised his head and tried his best to smile at him.
If someone cares about me, I must be brave and not let him down.
Looking at his smile, Kloster's eyes gradually became deeper, and he once again asked the question he asked today: "Little sheep, come with me, I will definitely take good care of you."
Chen Yinyang was stunned for a moment, and gradually looked away. He was still unable to answer the question of leaving.
"Do you want to leave me?"
When talking about this question, Kloster lowered his voice unconsciously and stared at Chen Yinyang closely, waiting for his answer.
Chen Yinyang shook his head in panic to deny Kloster's statement, and struggled to mouth a few words again: "I want to think about it."
Realizing that he might be too impatient, Kloster returned to his original gentle expression, put Chen Yinyang on the bed, and said with a smile: "If you want to leave, let me know at any time. My mother is also looking forward to seeing you."
"
Although we don't have the same mother, we should be relatives who watched me grow up. If possible, I would also like to see her.
Thinking of this, Chen Yinyang nodded heavily, saying that he would think about it carefully.
"Then my lovely brother, have a good rest." As usual, he pressed a kiss on Chen Yinyang's forehead, touched his hair, and Kloster walked out in a good mood.
****** After eating, he felt even more sleepy. After a few days of eating and sleeping, and sleeping and eating again, Chen Yinyang felt that his current life was no different from that of an animal.
Smiling to himself and looking at the completely dark sky outside, Chen Yinyang gradually fell into sleep.
He slept peacefully in the first half of the night, but in the second half of the night, perhaps because he had slept for too long, his consciousness gradually awakened. Chen Yinyang turned over uncomfortably and prepared to continue sleeping.
He vaguely felt like someone was looking at him again.
Is it an illusion?
Chen Yinyang opened his eyes with difficulty, only to find that a person was watching him silently next to him.
When a person suddenly appeared in a dark room, ordinary people would feel scared, but after meeting those purple eyes, he covered his mouth in surprise and did not dare to make a sound in excitement.
I must be dreaming.
With this reminder to himself, Chen Yinyang could only look at him greedily, fearing that once he woke up, this person would disappear and never appear next to him again.
"Can't you speak?"
The person in the dream still had his usual cold tone, but it was not as strange and scary as this afternoon.
Chen Yinyang didn't dare to nod, so he could only look at him with his eyes, motionless.
Seeing Chen Yinyang's stiff look, Ji Fengli frowned: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
As he spoke, a slightly cold hand touched his forehead to test his body temperature.
Not a dream.
The cold touch made Chen Yinyang suddenly open his eyes. If his throat could make a sound, he would definitely scream loudly.
How did you come here? Are your injuries healed?
Although there were a lot of things to ask him in his mind, his first move was to grab Ji Fengli's right hand and check his injury.
There were layers and layers of thick bandages wrapped around my hands. I imagined how much damage the hands inside had suffered, and I couldn't help but feel like crying again.
The clear moonlight came in, spreading gentleness on the two of them.
"Why did you come to me?"
Chen Yinyang pointed at himself and tried hard to express his words to Ji Fengli.
Ji Fengli stared at him silently and responded lightly: "I want to see you."
These words made Chen Yinyang's heart beat violently, but it was full of sorrow and pain.
"Don't you hate me?"
Chen Yinyang's lips trembled as he described these words. In an instant, his body felt like he had exhausted all his strength and was waiting for his answer to decide his fate, like a prisoner waiting to be sentenced to death.
No matter what you say, I accept it. If you don't want to see me, I will leave from now on.
This requires you to be willing to say a word.
Ji Fengli looked at Chen Yinyang's slightly trembling eyelashes, and touched his face with a bandaged hand, allowing Chen Yinyang to see his eyes clearly: "You told me before that you would believe me. Now, I do the same
I believe you too."
Monsoon wind.
After hearing these words, all the grievances, resentments, and incomprehensions disappeared. Chen Yinyang could no longer control his emotions and threw himself into his arms, sobbing silently.
I once thought you abandoned me and left me alone in the darkness.
I once thought you would resent me and never see me again for the rest of my life.
It turns out that you have always stood by my side and never left.
ps: Ah, I feel like the more I write, the more my story becomes... I'm sorry, everyone, the plot came up very quickly. Please forgive the author for expressing his feelings in several chapters. (Um, are you touched by this?)