Perhaps sensing Lu Mingtong's displeasure, Yun Xiao raised his hand to signal him to come over.
Lu Mingtong curled his lips slightly, but lowered his body and got into Yun Xiao's arms, leaning on his generous arms.
"Sorry, there are a lot of things." Yun Xiao said calmly, looking out the window at the bright night lights with dull eyes.
Lu Mingtong was obviously happy in his arms, and Yun Xiao did not express his anger at him because of Tang Ling's incident.
"It's okay, I'll stay with you."
Because after all, Tang Ling is not the person Yun Xiao is right with, but he is.
A month and a half later—
#M国#
Beixin, a small resort island located in the northernmost region of country M, has a crisp autumn and excellent climate, which is when crops are harvested.
Ye Jinan was dressed in gray and black linen clothes, with the cuffs rolled up to his shoulders, a black beard hanging all over his chin, and a bronzed and sharp face under a braided straw hat.
If you didn't know this man, you wouldn't know that he was the operator of the entire Beixin resort island. He was fifty-four years old this year.
He carried a bamboo basket on his right shoulder, filled with freshly caught large and small fish and shrimps, and walked slowly and leisurely towards home.
When he passed the tomato field, a young man bending to cut tomatoes among the red and green caught his attention.
"Ye Yihan - get here!" After seeing the people in the field clearly, Ye Jin'an got angry and yelled into the tomato field.
The fair face of the young man in the field was slightly reddened by the sun. His facial features were delicate under his slightly longer hair, and there was an obvious purple scar at the corner of his eye.
As soon as he heard Ye Jin'an's voice, Ye Yihan threw all the tomatoes he had cut into his arms into the ground and ran towards him.
"Father—" Ye Yihan shouted and ran, covering the bandage behind his head with one hand, his face wrinkled in pain, and finally stopped in front of Ye Jin'an.
The father in front of him was furious. He wanted to teach him a lesson but didn't know where to hit him. The way his eyebrows were raised was a bit funny.
"You will call that tomato field father from now on. I don't have a son like you." Ye Jin'an glared at him and pinched his face without thinking, "It's a waste if you cut it and don't eat it."
Ye Yihan didn't care at all and answered confidently: "I don't like tomatoes. If I don't want to see them, I have to cut them off."
For some reason, when he woke up, he didn't like the patches of fruit and vegetable fields at all. On the contrary, he felt disgusted.
His father said that he went to the mountains for fun and fell down the mountain. He was found the next day. I hit my head and fell into a coma for a week before I woke up, suffering from temporary amnesia.
It's just that he feels unfamiliar with everything around him, let alone his father and mother. He even forgot his own name.
The lack of memory was unpleasant, and he often had nightmares at night.
In the dream, a pair of strong hands strangled the back of his neck, leaving him breathless and frightened him awake. He was unable to sleep for a long time.
It's frighteningly real.
Ye Jin'an saw that Ye Yihan was deep in thought, so he patted his back with his big hand and said, "Don't think too hard, your head will hurt."
"Father, I don't want to see the tomato fields." Ye Yihan rubbed his eyes and said stubbornly.
Ye Jin'an, who had been so talkative at first, suddenly became violent and angry. Last week's potato harvest was short of a piece of land, so he couldn't calm down for a few days.
"If you keep causing trouble and talking about the tomato field, I will throw you away and don't want you anymore."
After finishing speaking, Ye Jin'an glanced at him sideways, turned around and went home.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked away, Ye Yihan squatted down behind him, held his head and made a hoarse voice in pain.
"Don't leave me... please."
Ye Yihan said this almost subconsciously, feeling uncomfortable in his heart. He curled up and fell to his knees, blood oozing from the bandage on the back of his head.