Chapter 258: Chapter 258: Remember Being Young at That Time Chapter 258: Chapter 258: Remember Being Young at That Time Later on, the Du Family moved away.
She no longer sat on the back seat of a bicycle; instead, she began to take a car to and from school.
But she still felt that Du Tian’s bicycle was better.
She could blow in the wind with him and watch the blue sky and white clouds together.
Together, they would deliberately drive through puddles, splashing dots of mud, and draw laughter and scolding from adults.
When Du Tian rode the bike, he was especially playful–whenever there was a stone on the road, he made sure to ride over it.
Then An Xiaotong, sitting behind him, would bounce up and down.
An Xiaotong would get so annoyed that she would punch his back.
This would lead to even more hearty laughter from Du Tian.
The memories made An Xiaotong’s eyes gradually soften, and as Du Tian drew close, that hint of masculine scent enveloped her nose.
Her heart felt a bit chaotic.
Her hand grabbed the egg, unconsciously squeezing it tight.
Du Tian, with quick reflexes, pressed down on her hand and chuckled, “What are you doing? Want to make an egg pancake?”
An Xiaotong then came to her senses.
Embarrassed, she lowered her head, and afterward, the misshapen boiled egg she’d been holding was taken away by Du Tian.
Du Tian gazed intently at An Xiaotong.
This girl that he still thought about even while abroad.
He’d finally waited until she grew up.
The atmosphere inside the hospital room was somewhat ambiguous yet filled with inexplicable eagerness, as if a pair of phoenixes were flying across the deep blue night sky.
It was as if a couple of new swallows skimmed over the glistening lake.
An Xiaotong’s head hung even lower.
Her round earlobes also took on a tinge of pink.
Usually quick-witted, Du Tian found himself at a loss for words.
After a long while, he murmured, “Did you finish talking to Gu Qiaoqiao?”
Having said that, he wished he could cover his own mouth.
Obviously, the phone was already put down, and yet he still asked Xiaotong if she had finished her call?
Du Tian’s annoyance made An Xiaotong feel much better.
She nodded lightly and continued along, “Yes, I’ve finished the call…”
Their unfulfilling conversation completely dispelled any lingering distress and sadness from An Xiaotong. She looked up, smiled warmly, and softly requested, “Brother Du Tian, are you busy?”
“Not busy.” Du Tian answered quickly.
“If you’re not busy, could you do me a favor?”
“I’d like you to help me investigate the process my mother went through to adopt An Xiaolan, as well as An Xiaolan’s background…”
An Xiaotong was a gentle girl.
She spoke in a soft and gentle manner.
Always kind and good-natured with others.
However, these events still forced her to tear away the veil covering the face of kinship.
She wanted to see what sort of “Immortal” An Xiaolan was.
Without hesitation, Du Tian nodded, “Sure, no problem.”
He continued, “Actually, I also felt something was off, but without your consent, it wasn’t appropriate for me to investigate. Now that you’ve decided, rest assured, I’ll definitely get to the bottom of it.”
“Thank you, Brother Du Tian.”
Du Tian reached out, took the meal he had just served himself, and said nonchalantly, “What’s there to thank me for, let’s eat. I’m hungry too…”
While speaking, he took out the food from the insulated box.
There was porridge, stir-fried dishes, and two of An Xiaotong’s favorite red bean buns.
And the stir-fried dishes were all ones that An Xiaotong liked.
She thought that maybe heaven was fair after all. Though she lacked a mother’s love, she had her grandmother, her father, Brother Du Tian, and her good friend Qiaoqiao…
She wasn’t greedy; this was more than enough for her.
In the half-open hospital room, the dim yellow light tenderly enveloped the two of them, with soft laughter and whispers emanating from within.
It added a layer of enchanting hue to the night.