"Yes, someone has been here."
Ye Linchuan raised his eyebrows and waited quietly for his answer.
Ye Qinghe couldn't help clenching his sleeves tightly with both hands hanging down his legs, and looked down at his toes, "The doctor is here."
"Except doctors and teachers."
Ye Linchuan's voice above his head was slightly deep.
Ye Qinghe was so nervous that his breathing was slow. Thinking of Ye Ya's innocent and harmless face, he gritted his teeth and lied to his father for the first time in his life, "No, no one has been here before."
Ye Linchuan sat on the chair and didn't speak any more. His deep and narrow phoenix eyes reflected his deepness. He turned the chair and said slowly, "Let me ask in another way, has any child appeared in our house?"
child…
leaf buds...
Ye Qinghe's expression trembled, and his heart beat violently.
"Ziyu didn't write his homework, did he?"
Ye Qinghe froze for a moment, then looked at him in surprise.
Ye Linchuan's brows were pale, and he couldn't see any expression. "I still know the handwriting of you and Ziyu." He seemed to smile, "At the beginning of human beings, nature is evil? He understood Xunzi's theory of evil nature at a young age, saying Well, who did you bring home with you?"
His expression is still insightful, his eyes are so sharp that Ye Qinghe has nowhere to hide.
Ye Linchuan knew the two children in the family well.
Ye Ziyu has been suffering from mania since his mother left. As he grew up, his condition worsened. He didn't like to be in contact with people, and he couldn't control his emotions. He would yell and cry loudly if he didn't deal with it. Let alone his friends, he didn't even want his family members when he got sick. Later, Ye Linchuan had no choice but to let Ye Ziyu stay at home, and invited a tutor to come over for a class once a week, and he would also tutor him when he was free, so he would never bring his peers to the house. It seems that the eldest son is the most suspicious.
"Dad, what are you doing?" Ye Qinghe was stunned, how did he get involved in Xunzi
"I'm asking you, who wrote Ziyu's homework?"
Operation
Ye Qinghe was even more confused.
His father would never think that the homework was done by Yaya, would he
Thinking of Yaya's mathematics, Ye Qinghe immediately dismissed the idea, and looked at his father with more and more bewildered eyes.
Ye Linchuan narrowed his eyes: "You really don't know?"
Ye Qinghe shook his head frantically.
He can't lie, and his eyes can't deceive anyone.
Ye Linchuan pursed his lips. Just as he was about to speak, the bell rang suddenly. Ye Linchuan finally looked at Ye Qinghe, waved his hand lightly, and turned to answer the phone.
Ye Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, and ran out of the study in a hurry.
"I'll be there right away. You and Assistant Xu will prepare the materials for the meeting." Ye Linchuan hung up the phone and did not leave in a hurry. He leaned quietly on the leather chair and tapped lightly on the table with his slender fingertips. After contemplating for a moment, Ye Linchuan turned on the computer and called up the monitor. It was obvious that the monitor had been tampered with.
"Little bastard." Ye Linchuan snorted, picked up his suit jacket and left.
"Dad, are you leaving?"
Downstairs, Ye Ziyu stared at him with big eyes full of expectation.
"Do you want to take me with you?" Dad said that as long as he finished his homework, he would take him out to play for a day. Although Ye Ya helped complete the homework, his father didn't know. Ye Ziyu looks forward to being with Ye Linchuan every day, but every time his expectations fail, he hopes that Ye Linchuan can keep his promise this time.
"Sorry." He stopped and pressed his big hand on Ye Ziyu's head, "I'm going to a meeting now, so I can't accompany you."
"But… "
"Boss Ye, the shareholders are here." The assistant behind him looked at the time, "We should go."
He nodded slightly, let go of his hand and left the house without hesitation.
There was nothing in front of the door, and the car engine was far away from his ears. Standing under the crystal chandelier, he suddenly felt that the house had become a huge, airtight prison, making it hard to breathe.
Ye Ziyu stared at the place where his father left without blinking, tears fell silently, he was as motionless as a stone.
"Ziyu..."
Ye Ziyu shook off the nanny's hand and ran back to the room. He locked the door, gritted his teeth, and slammed into the wall angrily.
Boom!
The crashing sound resounded through the room.
Ye Ziyu didn't feel any pain, the first time, the second time, the third time...
His body didn't look like his own, and his head didn't look like his own. He couldn't feel the pain, and he abused himself crazily.
"Ziyu, you open the door for brother."
"Zi Yu!!"
"Daddy will be back soon."
"Brother will take you to play, okay?"
Ye Ziyu turned a deaf ear to Ye Qinghe's shout, and continued to bang his forehead against the wall.
"Auntie, hurry up and find the doctor, I'll find the key!"
There was chaos outside the room, and even worse inside.
Suddenly, the door of the secret room behind Ye Ziyu opened a small gap.
Ye Ya stood behind the door, looking at him cautiously with round eyes.
She blinked her eyelashes and walked out lightly.
Ye Ziyu didn't notice her, and continued to torture himself, even if his forehead was bleeding, he didn't care.
Ye Ya tilted her head to look at him, and finally walked over, stretched out her arms high, and put her small palm on the wall, his swollen forehead hit the soft palm hard.
Ye Ziyu was ignorant, bumped four or five times in a row, and slowly turned his head to look over.
The boy's forehead was torn and bleeding, and his eyes were empty, like a little wolf cub left alone.
Ye Ya's eyes were clear, and his dark pupils calmed down his restless mood for no reason.
Seeing that he didn't move anymore, Ye Ya opened her arms and gave the little boy a tight hug.
The little girl smelled of milk, her arms were limp, her eyelashes were trembling slightly, and tears were pattering down her head.
"Are you in pain?" Ye Ya raised her head and looked at him worriedly.
"It won't hurt if I give you Huhu." Ye Ya stood on tiptoe, pouting and blowing on the scar.
Ye Ziyu fell to the ground, crying even more fiercely.
Ye Ya didn't know how to coax people, she bit her finger in distress, and ran around in circles anxiously, she had no choice but to turn to the system that knew everything, [Uncle, he is crying. ]
The system is ruthless: [Smelly brother, let him cry. ]
But he doesn't stink...
Ye Ya poked the dimple on her face with her finger, and she noticed it on a whim.
"Ya Ya will treat you." Ye Ya ran to the desk and took out a pair of small manual scissors from the pen holder.
Seeing this, Ye Ziyu's tears stopped for two seconds, and he reminded with sobs: "That, that is very dangerous, the baby can't play with it."
"I'm not a baby." Ye Ya was not convinced, "I'm a hundred years old."
"Even if you are a thousand years old, you can't play with scissors until you're eighteen." Ye Ziyu wanted to go over and snatch the murder weapon, but he just moved and fell back to the ground. He covered his dizzy head and bowed again. sobbed.
Ye Ya stretched out the little index finger of her left hand, looked at the scissors, and then at the pink fingertips. She hesitated for a while, and finally poked at the finger with all her might.
A small drop of blood emerged from the fingertip.
Ye Ya stared at the blood beads for two seconds before recovering her pain nerve.
She pouted, and the scissors fell to the ground.
"Woo, it hurts!"
Cried.
She cried even harder than Ye Ziyu.
"It hurts, woo... it hurts..." Ye Ya held up that finger, crying aggrievedly.
Ye Ziyu couldn't care about his mania and his aching head anymore, he staggered up from the ground and walked over, admonishing him in a childish voice: "I told you it's dangerous, why didn't you listen."
She cried with tears all over her face, and she looked very wronged.
Ye Ziyu covered her ears with both hands, and shouted: "Don't cry! You're disturbing my ears!"
His yelling had no effect, but instead made the little girl cry even louder. Ye Ziyu sighed, grabbed her little hand and looked at it, "It's not serious, I'll go find Big Brother to bandage you later."
"Wrap, bandage?" Ye Ya twitched, shaking her head from side to side, "No bandage... No bandage, give, give boy Yu healing."
Ye Ya had thought of the point.
She grabbed Ye Ziyu's arm and wiped a drop of blood from her fingertip on Ye Ziyu's injured forehead.
"What are you doing?"
Ye Ya didn't speak, but blinked and looked at him.
The red blood beads quickly merged with the flesh and blood, and the scar disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. After just a few seconds, the forehead was as smooth as ever, and the skin became more delicate and delicate than before.
The blood of the four-leaf clover has magical effects. When a ray of her soul travels through this body, it also endows some wonderful abilities. Although small, it can also exert necessary effects when needed.
The pain on the forehead disappeared, and even the brain became much clearer.
Ye Ziyu stroked his forehead back and forth, his expression flickering with shock.
"You you you you you..." He pointed at Ye Ya and stammered for a long time without saying a complete sentence.
Ye Ya sucked her injured finger, "You can't tell others~"
Ye Ziyu hadn't recovered from her astonishment, and nodded her head repeatedly.
Ye Qinghe had brought someone to open the door outside, Ye Ziyu grabbed Ye Ya's arm and quickly hid in the secret room.
The secret room was dark with no lights on.
Two small bodies curled up in a corner together, sitting close together.
"Are you an elf?" Ye Ziyu asked her in a low voice.
Ye Ya shook her head, touching the small seed that had just sprouted green shoots on the top of her head, "I am a four-leaf clover."
Ye Ziyu pursed her mouth, folded her arms around her knees, and looked lonely in the dark, "Why do you think adults always break their promises?"
salt
The image of adults crazily eating salt appeared in Ye Ya's mind, and she twisted her face, "Eating salt all the time will be very salty, Ya Ya will not eat salt in the future."
Ye Ziyu chuckled, "It's not that salt."
She looked puzzled.
"My mother said she would stay with me, but she left." Ye Ziyu pursed her lips, "Dad said he would play with me, but he always had meetings. He seemed to be in meetings all the time. You said they are adults, why can't they do anything? Do it, but always promise, always talk big."
He couldn't figure it out.
He couldn't figure out why his mother left and why his father didn't come home.
He also couldn't figure out why his head was always hurting and his temper was always very angry.
He can't figure out anything, doesn't understand anything, only sadness is real, sadness is real.
Ye Yaban said with a small face: "Because they keep talking big, they have become adults."
Ye Ziyu looked blank, "Is that so?"
"Yes." It seems that her father never speaks big words, so he looks as cute as her. Mom likes to talk big, so she grows so big, like a giant.
Thinking of her mother, Ye Ya said naively: "So we children have to forgive them, they are already very pitiful."
Adults are so big, so tall, and so close to the sky, it must be very tiring to walk against such a heavy sky every day.
It's pathetic when you think about it~
Thinking of this, Ye Ya's expression became extremely pitiful.