When he got home, he didn't go to the restaurant, but ran straight to the place he was most concerned about, using the excuse that he wanted to take a shower. Under Yang Ning Bing's smiling gaze, Ye Wudao disappeared before he could say "aunt".
Ye Kexin looked at him awkwardly waving his hand and laughed. She lightly slapped her fasting finger as a punishment. Ye Kexin quickly ran to Yang Ning Bing's side, and the moment Yang Ning Bing looked at her, she obediently used her chopsticks to hit her dirty hand. Ye Kexin immediately
She pouted as if she was saying,"How is it?" I won!"
Yang Ningsu went back to her room and opened the door. She smelled something different. The room was exactly the same as when she left. There was a picture of Wutian and Shizu on her head. It was five years ago. Maybe this little guy was still in the room.
It was different now. He was no longer the child who wanted to be carried by him and told him about " The Thousand and One Nights "! Murong Xuehen, who was in the other room, had just finished showering and looked at the room with lights on. He thought that his little lover had returned and immediately ran over.
" Wutian " turned around to see a tear-stained face. Beautiful and elegant, perhaps these words were just a pejoling insult to her! Murong Xuehen commented on her in his heart. Yang Ningsu smiled slightly." You must be Xue Hen!"”
He slowly walked over and looked at this fresh and refined little girl. Perhaps she would become a girl who surpassed him in the future. At this time, Murong Xuehen saw this face clearly. It was exactly the same face that he had seen so many times.”
"How did you know? Did Wutian or Wudao tell you?" Yang Ningsu wiped the tears off her face.
Murong Xuehen smiled." Every time I see Wutian draw a portrait of you, I can remember your face even if I don't know you. It's just as Wutian said. Even the most beautiful words in the world are blasphemous to describe me."
Yang Ningsu did not expect this little guy to say such a thing about her. She did not expect him to think so highly of her. Before she could reply, Yang Ningsu wanted to ask where Wutian had gone. Murong Xuehen suddenly said," Come with me, Aunty. I'll show you something."
But you can't say anything after you've read it!"
Murong Xuehen led Yang Ningsu to the study under her confused expression. He turned on the brightest light. Not far away were the books of Yang Ningsu and Yang Ningbing. On the front left was a desk and Ye Wutian's flower rack and drawing board.
There was a small cabinet in front of them with a password lock.
Murong Xuehen turned around and said," Clang, clang, clang. This is Wutian's secret, and also your secret." Before you open it, can you guess what the password is?”
The puzzled Yang Ningsu shook her head. Seeing her like this, Murong Xuehen continued,"I'll give you a hint that the number is related to you." Hearing this, Yang Ningsu was stunned. The few lines of numbers immediately appeared in her mind, and she blurted out "0202" without anyone noticing.
" Correct," Murong Xuehen said, but he was puzzled." How do you know?”
Yang Ningsu quickly unlocked the door. She did not answer Murong Xuehen's question. With a click, the lock was unlocked. As expected, it was " 0202 ". Then, she slowly opened the door of the cabinet. Her heart began to beat faster. Then, under the light, she could clearly see the paintings pasted on the cabinet.
Inside the cabinet, there was a person on the nearly one-meter-long painting scroll. That person was so beautiful, so elegant, and so slim. She covered her mouth as tears began to flow for the third time.
Murong Xuehen knew that he shouldn't be disturbed at this time, so he slowly closed the door and left. She knew that this story was very long and she shouldn't know it yet. Perhaps one day, she might be able to learn something from him.
Yang Ningsu's delicate hands trembled as she caressed the completely dried paintings. Many of the paintings still had wrinkles that were soaked in water droplets. She gently caressed them as if she could feel the water droplets falling from somewhere.
She was wrong.
She knew how wrong she was. Her joke had been guarded by a child for five years. One thousand eight hundred and twenty-five days and nights, one card a day, a total of one thousand eight hundred and twenty-five cards.
" At first, I couldn't even hold the brush steadily because the length of the brush was longer than my hand, so I had to put a thick book under my hand every time and then stand on the chair to draw." A voice suddenly came from behind Yang Ningsu's stunned posture." Several times.
Because she couldn't reach it, she fell to the ground and broke a few inkstones. Her clothes were also covered in ink. She had also drunk ink a few times. Hehehe, wasn't it ridiculous?”
Smiling, he slowly walked down the stairs." Every time, I'm very dissatisfied with what I drew because in my heart, Youngest Aunt is so beautiful. My paintings are just slandering her, so I've thought about not drawing anymore. That's all."
Give up!" Ye Wutian did not run up to her and hug her as she approached him. Instead, he continued," But, I only think of the day when my aunt caught that painting with a smile and caressed my face, saying that she liked it very much and that it was very good.
These few words filled my heart with power to continue painting. Later on, I slowly learned how to outline the lines, how to render the colors, the weight, the relationship between light and dark, as well as the characteristics of ink painting. My painting also slowly became better."
" The one in your hand is the first time I drew it. It's ugly and it makes me feel discouraged." Ye Wutian wanted Yang Ningsu to put it down, but Yang Ningsu suddenly turned around." No, this painting is very beautiful. It's very good. Aunty likes it very much." Although the tears on her face continued to flow.
But she really felt the friendship. She reached out and gently stroked Ye Wutian's face." I like Wutian's painting. It's very good."
Ye Wutian was stunned for a moment. Tears welled up in his eyes as he looked up, but he was forced back. He smiled brightly and asked," Aunt, do you forgive me? I was too much at that time. You'll forgive me, right?”
" Yes. No matter what Wutian does, I'll forgive him," Yang Ningsu said softly with a smile.
He opened his arms and hugged this person whom he had missed for five years. That faint fragrance, that soft feeling, had become long hair, and her cheeks had become thinner, making her even more beautiful." Don't leave me again, okay?" Aunty, I'm really scared of you
I'm not coming back. I'm so afraid that one day, another man will stand beside you and you will smile and let him hold your hand." Ye Wutian's infatuated words and Yang Ningsu's crying became even more unrestrained.
"No, I will only let you hold my hand, forever." She knew his deep love for her. The seed that had been planted a long time ago had already sprouted. Now, she finally knew the name of that seed.
Love.
A love that should not have happened, a person that she should not have fallen in love with, but it had already made her unable to extricate herself. She hugged him tightly and slowly let go of Yang Ningsu. Her eyes were fixed on her, and she held her cheek." Ningsu, only belongs to me.
Am I right?"
Yang Ningsu, who was in tears, was stunned when she heard Ye Wutian suddenly change the way he addressed her. The answer was a bottomless abyss. Silence was the heavy guilt that she was unwilling to give up. However, she released a shocking smile." Ningsu only belongs to you."
Alone."
As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Wutian kissed the pair of sacred grounds that had made her soul tremble for so many years. Although she was surprised, she knew that although she was afraid, she had courage. From this moment on, she not only had to face morality, but also ethics.
She didn't care about the secular world's views and all the rumors.
Yang Ningsu wanted to squeeze her into her body, but when she felt that she was about to suffocate, she let go. A silver thread slowly fell from their lips. Yang Ningsu looked at the child who had taken her first KISS. She was willing.
Even if it was hell, she was willing to be with him." Happy birthday."
Yang Ningsu smiled slightly. This birthday present, which was five years late, had arrived on the day of her eleventh birthday because the time on the clock not far away was one minute past zero the next day.
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