"It all started from that time... He hardly left the house, fearing something else might happen and he wouldn’t be able to remedy it. For this family, he took on a lot and sacrificed even more."
In Shujun’s narrative, Liang Yixuan seemed like a completely different person that Dong Huiying didn’t know. So fragile, so pitiful, so sensible, and so heart-wrenching.
How old was he then? He was still just a child, yet he had to take care of his frail Second Brother and the troublesome Fifth Brother.
People say that the children of the poor must learn to manage households early, but who knows, everyone is forced to grow up. Behind all this, only they knew how much suffering and pain they endured.
Shujun kept patting the back of his wife gently, repeatedly. He said, "Yixuan’s world is very small, he hasn’t seen much, he doesn’t know many people. There are many situations he simply doesn’t know how to handle. And let me tell you something minor, but I hope it won’t scare you."
After he finished speaking, he smiled, which made Dong Huiying even more nervous.
She couldn’t shake off a bad premonition.
She shrank into Shujun’s embrace. She was a bit scared, a bit afraid to hear more.
Shujun quickly hugged her again, feeling slightly regretful inside. He ruefully said, "It’s my fault for not keeping my mouth shut, I shouldn’t have frightened you."
Dong Huiying shook her head, her voice slow but firm, "You continue, I’m mentally prepared now!"
She and they met too late. By the time she met them, they were already adults with their own personalities.
And in those past memories, that was their childhood, which she never partook in and belonged to them alone. Psychologically speaking, a person’s personality is greatly linked to childhood experiences, encounters, and the environment of growth.
She wanted to listen, wanted to understand them more! She genuinely felt this way.
Shujun hesitated for a moment, then sighed softly.
"You see... does Lao Si like those little cats and dogs a lot?"
Dong Huiying nodded earnestly.
Shujun said, "Actually, it’s not just Lao Si, Lao Er and Little Liu also like them. However, Lao Er might have a physical issue; sometimes he likes some cats and dogs, but those animals are particularly afraid of him, never daring to get close to him. Plus, he once held a wild cat when he was a child, but somehow got scratched by it, sneezed over a dozen times, and then fell seriously ill."
"Thinking about it now, it really seems a bit creepy! But since then, he has not easily approached small animals anymore."
"I think Lao Er must be a person who lacks a sense of security. To protect himself, he keeps away from anything that might threaten or harm him because as long as he keeps his distance and doesn’t get involved, he won’t get hurt. He must belong to the type who is particularly guarded, right?"
Dong Huiying listened intently, pondering and finding it made a lot of sense.
What Shujun said was probably right, because sometimes, she herself could feel it. Shu Yu was a bit unpredictable, occasionally a bit nicer to her, but before long, she would start keeping her distance again.
Shujun continued, "As for Little Liu... I think he’s a bit extreme."