Yun Ya sat on the wooden horse, with Yun Miao right behind her. Yun Miao’s laughter was heartily infectious. Yun Ya glanced back at him, her long hair brushing her cheeks. Inadvertently, she spotted a familiar figure and froze on the spot.
The carousel was divided into two circles, with the inner circle rotating faster.
The man came around to her side and reached out a hand to her. Chapters first released on novel·fıre·net
Yun Ya smiled and stretched out her hand. Their fingertips touched, and a warm current flowed through her, radiating out to her limbs. Before she could revel in the happiness, he let go, drifting away from her world.
She panicked and instinctively reached out, but all she could grasp was air.
Watching his figure receding further and further, Yun Ya deeply understood the cruelty of this game at that moment.
That silhouette was forever out of reach.
Before she could feel despondent for a minute, he circled back and greeted her with a smile, "Hey, beautiful, can I get your phone number?" Then, he once again moved away from her world as soon as the words left his lips.
After many rounds of this playful banter, Yun Ya’s feelings of loss smoothed over, and his pace finally slowed down, coming to match Yun Ya’s.
He leaned on the railing, turned his head, and looked at Yun Ya with a smile. Swaying to the rhythm of the carousel, they gazed deeply into each other’s eyes in this dream-laden world.
He parted his lips and mouthed three words silently.
Yun Ya, proficient in lip-reading, saw it clearly.
He said, "I love you."
At that moment, her heart began to beat fiercely, and it was as if fireworks were blooming in her mind, the world dazzling in splendor.
She revealed a tender smile, her eyes shining like the stars.
She gently opened her lips.
Brother Yan, I love you too~
Though they were always an equal distance apart, she knew Brother Yan would wait for her forever, a year, ten years, a lifetime...
In this world filled with childlike innocence, the two of them found a heart-to-heart connection and made a romantic vow, "In this life, you are my one true love."
Yun Ya had never had so much fun before, she and Miaomiao had practically tried every ride in the amusement park.
She remembered when she was very little, her biggest wish was for Mom and Dad to take her and Miaomiao to the amusement park to play. Sadly, this wish had never come true.
Abroad, she would occasionally take Miaomiao to amusement parks, but the feeling wasn’t the same as now.
Because by her side was a man who always looked at them with a gentle, indulgent gaze. Every time she turned around, he was there behind her.
Young as he was, he had the bearing of a father figure she could imagine.
Ming Han was a composed, attentive, and considerate man, taking very good care of her and Miaomiao. Stripping away the aura of stardom, at this moment, he was just a father frolicking with his child.
She and Miaomiao had never enjoyed paternal love before, and at this moment, both their hearts surged with a nameless emotion and dependence toward this man.
Yun Ya thought back to the times when she was little and on the show, Ming Han was still like a big kid, sometimes even needing the care of her, his "daughter." Years had passed, she had grown up, and he had matured even more.
She could tell he was earnestly learning how to be a good father, and he truly treated the two of them as his children.
The role of a father, in Yun Ya’s world, was a somewhat laughable title; she had never thought that one day she’d be calling another man ’father.’
As a child, she was too extreme, thus she was extremely resistant to Ming Han’s closeness. But now, having experienced the ways of the world, she had become more composed and peaceful, and her understanding of the word ’love’ had deepened as well.
Love and hate are always opposite forces. The people she hated, she would stop at nothing to send them to their graves.
The ones she loved, and those who loved her, she accepted with all her heart.
Upon leaving the amusement park, Ming Han booked a private room nearby,
Sitting down in the room, Yun Ya looked up at Ming Han and said, "Father Ming Han, there is someone I would like to introduce you to."
Ming Han placed a cup of hot tea in front of her and raised an eyebrow at her words, "Oh?"
Yun Ya rose and left the room. Quickly, she returned, pulling along a teenager with her.
Ming Han looked up at the teen that walked in. Standing tall at one meter eighty-five, his presence was imposing, almost overshadowing the room’s light.
Even Ming Han, recognized by the entertainment industry as a handsome man, had to admit that the youth’s appearance was remarkably attractive, and more importantly, his aura shone brightly like the sun, warm as a spring breeze, with an outstanding and distinguished demeanor.
His gaze fell upon the joined hands of the two and narrowed slightly.
"Father Ming Han, his name is Yan Song. He’s my boyfriend," Yun Ya said softly.