Yun Ya looked at Miaomiao, who was utterly content with just a cotton candy, and slowly curled the corners of his lips.
Miaomiao’s happiness was so simple.
When Ji Lanyi found out that Miaomiao was born deaf-mute, she took him to hospitals all over the country, both large and small, only to end in failure every time. Her illness had a higher cure rate compared to Miaomiao’s, but Ji Lanyi turned a blind eye, letting it worsen. Didn’t she realize how much damage this could do to a woman?
Ji Lanyi’s preferential treatment of sons over daughters was no secret, and it was only after Miaomiao’s cure seemed hopeless that she finally turned her attention to her daughter, only to use her as a tool to satisfy her vanity.
Thinking of this, Yun Ya felt a discomfort in her chest. She turned pale, causing Miaomiao to look at her worriedly, his mouth gaping as he desperately tried to say something but couldn’t make a sound, his face flushing red with urgency.
Yun Ya smiled and patted his head, "I’m fine, I just thought of some unpleasant things, but it’s all in the past now. We will definitely get better and better from here on out."
Miaomiao looked somewhat confused, his gaze puzzled as he looked at Yun Ya, who did not expect him to understand. She took a bite of the cotton candy and exclaimed with wide eyes, "So sweet!"
Ji Die poked her head out of the kitchen, "That cotton candy hasn’t been paid for. The vendor recognized Miaomiao and wanted to take a photo with you two, claiming to be a fan. He nearly scared Miaomiao to death. When more people started gathering, I quickly ran with him. I couldn’t even buy the vegetables we needed. Who would have thought you would become so famous? What shall we do when we go out from now on?"
Yun Ya looked at Yun Miao with a smile, "Was Miaomiao scared?"
Yun Miao first nodded, then shook his head. Yun Ya understood what he meant and couldn’t help but say, "Those people actually mean no harm. If Miaomiao interacts with them, he will find out that they are all nice and are your loyal fans."
Yun Miao furrowed his delicate brows, [What are fans? Can you eat them?]
Suppressing a laugh, Yun Ya explained patiently, "The fans here aren’t the noodles we eat, but a foreign transliteration called ’fans’, meaning your admirers. They all like you very much and want to talk and take pictures with you. They won’t hurt you."
Yun Miao nodded somewhat understandingly, [Then I am Yaya’s fan.]
Quick to apply what he learned, Yun Ya said with a laugh, "And I am Miaomiao’s fan."
As the two joked around, the door suddenly opened from the outside. Yan Song came in with a bag, walked quickly over, and placed it on the table. He took out disposable chopsticks and sent a steaming soup dumpling towards Yun Ya’s mouth.
"Eat it while it’s hot."
Yun Ya noticed that Yan Song’s head was covered in sweat, and the soup dumplings were steaming hot and incredibly delicious.
From here to Yu Ji, it was about a half-hour car ride. By the time you return, everything would have cooled off. Furthermore, Yu Ji was very popular and had long lines of people waiting to buy soup dumplings. Yet, he had returned in less than an hour, and the soup dumplings were still hot, which indicated the speed at which he had rushed back.
Yun Ya took a bite and saw Yan Song anxiously ask, "Is it good?"
Yun Ya nodded with a smile, "Delicious. This is the best thing I’ve ever eaten."
Yan Song visibly relaxed.
Yun Ya noticed a wet spot on his chest and touched it. Yan Song made a soft "eep". Yun Ya frowned at him and suddenly pulled open his collar, revealing something he could no longer hide.
Yan Song’s skin was much fairer than his face, perhaps due to lack of sun exposure, quite pale and delicate. However, there was a large red burn mark across his chest, some areas even blistered, making for a painful sight.
"How did that happen?" Yun Ya frowned.
Yan Song tugged at his collar, "It’s nothing, just a little allergic reaction."
"Does an allergy cause blistering?" Yun Ya frowned at him, "You’d better tell me honestly, how did you get this injury?"
Whenever Yun Ya put on a serious face, Yan Song felt anxious.
"I...." Yan Song stammered, unable to say it out loud.
Suddenly getting up without a word, Yun Ya walked towards the bedroom, and Yan Song quickly followed her.
Yun Miao was about to follow them when Yan Song shut the bathroom door with a "bang", leaving Yun Miao touching his nose and pouting displeasedly.
"You just promised, and now you’ve forgotten. We must break up this time," Yun Ya declared resolutely. Follow current novels on N0veI.Fiɾe.net
Yan Song’s eyes darkened, his hands clenched into fists as he restrained himself. Watching Yun Ya’s back, he took a deep breath, "It’s a burn."
It was obviously a burn, and he lied to her about an allergy, treating her like a fool.
"How did you burn yourself?" Yun Ya asked.