Seeing Wei Yang was full, Yan Gui put down his bowl and chopsticks. He ate fast, and he slowed down to accommodate Wei Yang. A cup of fragrant tea was served, and Kong Gu left. The room became surprisingly quiet.
"Tell me why you are crying." Yan Gui took a sip of tea and spoke.
"Ah." Wei Yang opened her mouth wide. She thought that if he didn't ask, the matter would be over. She didn't expect him to ask at this time. She had just eaten and felt warm all over. She was no longer sad.
Yan Gui glanced at her and said, "Can't you tell me? But I want to know. What should I do?"
The hand holding the teacup tightened slightly. She had misunderstood him and even felt a little guilty. Her eyes fell on the cold dishes in front of her, and she realized that the dishes on the table were all her favorites, and they were obviously not the dishes she ordered.
She also felt that he was not her biological uncle and could not share her sorrow. At this moment, all her complaints slowly dissipated and accumulated into touching moments.
"I miss my sixth brother." Wei Yang's soft snow-white cheeks puffed up slightly, and she glanced at Yan Gui opposite her.
"Su Changle?"
"Um."
Yan Gui leaned over and asked: "How many people ran away from your family?"
"Ah." Wei Yang raised her head in panic, her face pale. All the emotion disappeared in an instant, and her eyes were full of defense: "Only me, no... No, I... I don't know either."
She didn't lie, she really didn't know. She and her sixth brother were taken away together, along with her eldest brother's eldest son. The three of them were the first group, and she didn't know who left later. It definitely wasn't just the three of them, Daddy wouldn't be willing to let everyone die together, so of course one more person running away meant more hope.
But she couldn't tell these things. She couldn't tell anyone except her elder sister.
She didn't believe him, and they both realized the problem.
Yan Gui didn't speak, Wei Yang didn't speak either, and the air suddenly froze.
Xiaobai came in through the crack of the door with his short legs. Just now, when they were eating, he was carried down by Konggu. Since arriving in Tuocheng, he no longer had the right to eat at the same table with Weiyang. He was in a bad mood for two days at first, but later he was too hungry and compromised.
"Xiaobai, come here." Wei Yang's eyes lit up when she saw Xiaobai coming over. She quickly squatted down and held it in her arms: "What did you eat? I'll give you fish, okay? Don't eat mutton, it's not delicious, not as delicious as Zhang's."
Looking at Wei Yang who was holding Xiaobai and talking, Yan Gui couldn't help but feel soft-hearted again. She was still a child, so why bother with her
"Let's go, I'll take you to fly a Kongming lantern."
Wei Yang, who was holding Xiao Bai and introducing the leftovers on the table, heard this and her eyes lit up. She rushed over holding Xiao Bai and said, "Are you not angry anymore?"
Yan Gui was choked by her words and almost rolled his eyes at her. You know I will be angry, yet you still say that.
Forget it, forget it, I won’t be angry with her anymore.
The door of the restaurant was open, and the thick curtains could not stop the cold wind from swirling into the room. After going out, Wei Yang shivered in the cold wind. It was fine just now, but now snowflakes were falling in front of her eyes.
"Can you still make a wish?" Wei Yang let go of her cloak and held Yan Gui's arm. Even Xiao Bai seemed to be frightened by the heavy snow and poked his head out from Kong Gu's arms.
Yan Gui reached out and grabbed Wei Yang's hand, comforting her: "It's okay, it's all right. Let's go home now. It's even better to release the sky lanterns when it's snowing, it's auspicious and safe."
"Really?" Wei Yang was both believing and doubting, and happily urged Yan Gui to go back quickly.