There were only two rooms and a small hall on the second floor. The couple next door should have gone to bed by now. They could vaguely hear the sounds of men calling. The lights in the small hall were on, but no one could be seen.
Yanqi ran down the stairs in a hurry.
The only lights were on in the corridor downstairs. The Lady Boss's room was tightly shut, so there were no unusual sounds.
Yanqi wanted to knock on the landlord's door, but after some thought, she decided to go out and look for it herself.
Red lanterns hung from the wooden veranda in the courtyard. The darkness emitted a red glow. The small town was extremely quiet at night. Occasionally, he would hear a few dogs bark, but soon he fell silent again.
There was no one in the yard. Yanqi became even more terrified. Where would she go?
Why did he go out in the middle of the night?
In such a strange and dark night, Yanqi tightly gripped the phone in her hand, breathing more and more heavily each time.
With a creaking sound, the heavy wooden door was slowly opened. Yanqi stood outside the dark door, borrowing the moonlight to look left and right, not knowing where to go to find it.
It was late at night and the weather was extremely cold, but Yanqi could not feel it. She could only feel her chest jumping as she descended the stone stairs. Just as she was about to walk out of the alley, she saw a figure walking slowly towards her.
"Yo?" Is that you? " Yanqi shouted in a testing manner, her voice trembling uncontrollably.
The shadow stopped when she heard her voice, then quickly walked over. As she got closer, he smiled at her, "Sutu!"
Yanqi took a deep breath and her tensed body gradually relaxed. Following that was anger. Gritting her teeth, she asked, "Where did you go so late at night?"
In the dark night, a pair of eyes that were as black as ink quietly stared at her before lowering their head.
"Do you know how worried I am? Why are you so baffled? " Perhaps because she was too frightened just now, but now that she had relaxed, Yanqi couldn't control her nerves anymore. This was the first time she was angry at Ai Hui.
The moon shone down on his handsome profile, outlining the gentle and quiet figure of his face. He did not say a word, as if he was a child who had done something wrong.
When Yanqi saw that he didn't say anything, her anger had already dissipated. She said lightly, "It's already very late. Let's go in and sleep!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked into the courtyard.
Yanqi went back to bed with her back to the bed, still looking angry.
A moment later, the man snuggled up to her from behind, sticking closely to her back. His tall body practically wrapped around her, and a strong masculine aura enveloped her.
Yanqi frowned and was about to tell him to lean back when the man behind her suddenly put his arms around her and placed an item on her palm. He then said in a low voice, "Don't be angry!"
Yanqi was stunned. Under the bright moonlight, her hands were holding the lotus flower wooden sculpture that she had caught sight of in the afternoon at the wood carving shop. The man seemed to have brought it back with him as it was still warm and moist.
Yanqi suddenly turned around and stared straight at the man who was dozing with his eyes closed in the darkness, "You, you bought this? But … Where did you get the money from? "
Ye Zichen pursed his lips and didn't say anything.
Yanqi's eyes flashed as she grabbed onto the hands. Their palms were now covered in blisters of blood, big and small. Some of them were even worn out and looked sticky.
"You grinded wood for three hours for this lotus carving, right?" Yanqi's eyes were slightly red as she asked slowly.
The man looked at her with a pair of faint, long eyes. He took his hand from her palm and hid it under the blanket. His delicate lips curved into a beautiful smile. "Mou, I like it!"
"Idiot!" Yanqi's voice suddenly became choked with sobs. She pressed her forehead against the space between his eyebrows and gripped the Lotus Flower Eagle tightly, unable to speak for the moment.
The two of them stuck close to each other with their foreheads touching. However, they did not have any flirtatious and ambiguous feelings, but had an indescribable feeling. They hugged each other and laughed happily.
"Idiot!" Yanqi laughed and cursed again. She got up and turned on the light, found the medicine cabinet from the cabinet, and got the disinfectant and gauze.
"Hold out your hand and apply the medicine!"
"No!" He raised his hand and covered his head with the blanket.
"Good girl!" Yanqi smiled as she pulled on her blanket.
The man clenched his fists, as willful as a child afraid of a doctor.
"If you don't listen, I'm going to spank you!" Yanqi threatened, feigning anger.
"No!"
"I'm really going to hit him, quickly pull back the blanket!"
"No!"
Yanqi lay on the bed exhausted, feeling a sense of accomplishment as she looked at the thick gauze covering her hands.
"Be good and go to sleep!" Yanqi patted his head as she coaxed him.
Yanqi pursed her lips, feeling wronged as she rubbed her head against her chest. She probably felt soft and comfortable, but then she rubbed her hands and feet together and hugged Yanqi like an octopus. Only then did she feel satisfied.
Yanqi, whose furry hair was rubbing against her chin, felt an itch. When she reacted, she realized that her face was almost buried in her chest. Her breath landed on the sensitive skin on her chest, causing her face to instantly flush red.
Yanqi's chest jumped wildly as she told herself that he was only a six year old child. At the same time, she couldn't help herself and was about to extend her hand to push him away when she heard the man's soft and low voice mutter, "Hey, don't be angry in the future, alright? I'm afraid that you'll be angry and ignore it."
Yanqi's heart softened immediately. She threw her arms around his shoulders and nodded. "Alright, I won't be angry with him in the future!"
After hearing that, Yo Yo closed his eyes in satisfaction. Perhaps he was too tired, but he quickly fell into deep sleep.
Yanqi, on the other hand, wasn't sleepy anymore. She stretched out her hand and looked at the carving in her hand, which was glowing with a warm and ancient light under the moonlight. She laughed silently as a feeling of tranquility filled her heart.