Chapter 301

“I’ll sleep on the sofa downstairs. Good night!”

Sighing and frowning, Pei Siyang walked to the stairs.

“Wait a minute.”

Hei Ming hurriedly held Pei Siyang back with a flustered expression.

How could he not be nervous? The room downstairs where he just fought with Bai Hao was still in a mess.

Although Uncle Mo had organized the servants to clean it up, it was still as mess as a battlefield.

Pei Siyang must blame Hei Ming if he went down and saw it.

Staring at Hei Ming, Pei Siyang was waiting for his explanation.

Hei Ming had to think up an excuse instantly. Later, he hurriedly suggested, “Let’s drink with Pei Siran tonight! He must be sad now. If we don’t comfort him, he will have no way to work off his sadness, right?”

At this time, Hei Ming secretly let out a sigh of relief, for he thought up a good excuse.

Pei Siyang thought for a moment and then agreed with Hei Ming’s suggestion.

He would rather drink all night than share a room with Pei Siran tonight.

“Wait for me in Pei Siran’s room. I’ll get some wine now. Uncle Mo just made some dishes that goes with liquor.”

Hei Ming put Bai Haotian in Bai Hao’s arms. Then he ran out of the walkway and went downstairs.

The corners of Bai Haotian and Bai Hao’s mouths twitched. Both of them thought that Hei Ming had tried his best to hide the situation of the room downstairs.

“I’ll take Haotian to rest for the night. You can drink slowly,” Bai Hao said.

Then he left soon with Bai Haotian in his arms. He was afraid that Pei Siyang would also scold him after seeing the messy room downstairs.

“Good night, Uncle Siyang.”

Bai Haotian said with his sweet voice. Anyway, he couldn’t let Pei Siyang realize what they were afraid of.

Seeing Bai Hao take Bai Haotian away soon, Pei Siyang was shocked and mumbled in his heart, “Why did they look so strange?”

Although Pei Siyang was so curious about it, he didn’t think too much and went back to the guest room where Pei Siran was.

When he entered the room, he found that Pei Siran was really in a bad mood. Pei Siran stood on the balcony and stared at the starry sky, blowing out smog alone.

Looking at his back, Pei Siyang seemed to see a shadow of his former self.

After Lan Bai died, Pei Siyang had been waiting for his rebirth for hundreds of years.

Empty and lonely, he stood by the window and smoked alone every day during that period.

Like Hei Ming, Pei Siyang hadn’t felt the warmth in the family in the past hundreds of years. He had to stay alone in a large room and no one talked with him.

After he had Jiang Sheng, his boring life slowly became lively.

Then he reunited with Hei Ming, had Pei Lele, and met Pei Siran and Qiao Mo.

“He brings me good luck.”

The smile on Pei Siyang’s face was so obvious.

He walked to the balcony and stood behind Pei Siran. Then he whispered, “Give me one, too!”

Pei Siran took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Pei Siyang. Then he was about to light it.

Pei Siyang put the cigarette in his mouth and lowered his head. After Pei Siran lighted it for him, he looked up and blew out smog leisurely.

Putting his cigarette case and lighter on the fence, Pei Siran also did the same thing like Pei Siyang.

After a while, Pei Siran asked, “Does he fall asleep?”

“Perhaps not yet. Jiang Sheng went back to accompany him.”

He wanted Pei Siran not to worry too much about Qiao Mo.

“Good.”

Then there was a long silence. The atmosphere between them was dreary.