Ye Ya blinked, and the picture disappeared.
She was stunned for a while, and after realizing it, she pushed Ye Qinghe's arm, "Brother, I found Ziyu, I know where he is!"
Ye Qinghe's consciousness came back from the hasty cry, he supported his head with difficulty, and uttered small words between his lips and teeth: "You know?"
Ye Ya danced and gestured: "In front of a big stone tablet, there are many, many such stones beside it, and Ziyu is the only one there."
... Stele.
... a lot of these stones.
Ye Qinghe suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and murmured two words: "The Cemetery."
Ziyu must have gone to the cemetery!
He went to find his mother! !
Ye Qinghe braced himself up, picked up Ye Ya and walked out of the parking lot.
"Ye Qinghe——!"
Ye Linchuan, who spotted them, roared behind him.
Ye Qinghe clenched his lower lip stubbornly, and quickened his pace as if he hadn't heard the sound. He shook off Ye Linchuan, stopped the way and called a taxi, "Master, go to Songhe Cemetery."
The car started, and through the rearview mirror, Ye Qinghe saw the figure of his father chasing after him. The tall and straight body gradually elongated as the car drove and turned into a black dot, which disappeared completely in his eyes after a while.
Ye Qinghe narrowed his eyes lightly, and tightly protected Ye Ya in his arms.
"Brother, what is the cemetery?"
There is no such thing as a cemetery in the spiritual land. All the dead will be buried in the spiritual soil. In the coming year, the soul will be reborn and return to the earth as a new life.
Ye Qinghe stroked the little girl's soft hair, and explained gently: "The place where mother is buried."
Ye Ya couldn't help looking at the white cat.
The decrease in spiritual power caused the cat's body to shrink a circle. The snow-white cat curled up quietly and elegantly on Ye Qinghe's shoulders, with its eyes closed as if in deep sleep.
——After she died, she did not choose to be reincarnated, but turned into a guardian spirit to accompany her eldest son who needed the company most.
Ye Linchuan made several phone calls on the way, but Ye Qinghe didn't answer any of them, so he turned off his phone and led Ye Ya to get off at the gate of the cemetery.
The sky is cloudy and foggy, and the mountains are covered with lush trees. The stone steps wind up the mountain one after another, just like the stairs leading to the kingdom of God, with no end in sight in the mist.
Yu Yan is buried here.
That's their mother.
Ye Qinghe hadn't been here for a long time, and every time he went up a step, he would feel a little bit sad. The fingertips with which he was pulling Ye Ya were as cold as snow, his beautiful eyes were covered with mist, they were tears.
"Ziyu is there!"
At the end of his gaze, Ye Ziyu sat cross-legged in front of the black tombstone, his small body seemed about to be swallowed by the mountain fog.
There were two bunches of orange wild flowers in front of the tombstone, which were still very fresh, and they should have been picked by Ye Ziyu when he came over.
"Ziyu!" Ye Ya let go of her brother's hand and ran over, "Brother Ziyu, how could you run out alone without calling me?" She was a little sad.
Ye Ziyu's face was very pale, and his empty eyes reflected the photo on the tombstone.
Yu Yan was very young when he died.
She has a melon-shaped face, peach blossom eyes, and a slight smile, just like a lady in the period of the Republic of China, with a touch of gentleness and nobility in the desertedness, and those eyes are very similar to Ye Qinghe.
Seeing the photos and Ye Ziyu who was fascinated by the photos, the white cat leaned on Ye Ziyu in great sadness, silently offering comfort.
"Ziyu, it's time to go back." Ye Qinghe grabbed his arm.
Ye Ziyu didn't move.
He was numb: "Brother, where did you say Mom went?"
Ye Qinghe avoided his eyes: "I don't know."
"Mom... why didn't mom come and take me away, didn't even come to see me." Ye Ziyu's lips trembled, and he stared deeply at the mother who was smiling gently in front of him, "I secretly watched horror movies while you were away, Horror movies say that people will come back as ghosts after death, but why doesn’t mom come back? Is she worried about scaring me?”
"Ziyu..."
"Daddy doesn't love us at all."
"Ziyu, stop talking."
"Actually, we have long since become orphans."
"Ziyu..." Ye Qinghe hugged him with one arm, "Please stop talking."
They hugged each other, in the desperate entanglement, only each other was cuddling.
Ye Ya stood quietly behind with her small schoolbag on her back, and suddenly made up her mind.
"Brother Ziyu." Ye Ya walked over in three steps at a time, picked him up from the ground with two small hands, and dragged Ziyu not far away. After making sure that his brother couldn't hear him, he whispered, "I You can bring your mother back."
Her pupils shone with firm light, making no one doubt the possibility in those words.
In fact, Ye Ziyu would not doubt it.
The younger sister is an elf, she has magical abilities, she can see things that ordinary people can't see, maybe she can see her own mother.
Ye Ziyu wiped away tears: "You can?"
"Yeah." Ye Ya nodded again, "I can bring your mother back, but Ziyu has to promise me one thing."
He quietly listened to Ye Ya's words.
"You can't run around anymore. Eat well, sleep well, and be happy. When you recover from illness, mother will be back."
She said a lot in one breath, and the original one thing became several things.
It was only here that Ye Ziyu realized that this was another lie to him.
"Yaya, even if I recover from my illness, my mother will never come back."
In fact, Ye Ziyu knows better than anyone that the dead will not come back.
"Are you saying that Ya Ya is lying?" Ye Ya's two thin eyebrows condensed together, "I will not lie, only adults can lie." She raised her hands high and swore to the sky, "As long as my son Brother Yu takes good care of his illness, I swear my mother will come back!"
She has wish Clover.
As long as Xiao Yezi can grow up quickly and grow well, it doesn’t matter even if one of the wishes is given to Ziyu, when the time comes, the cannibal flower mother will come back, and the guardian spirit mother will come back; then she will go home to find the little monster Ziyu will also have his own parents to accompany him.
All will be well.
Everything will be fine.
A forced smile appeared on Ye Ziyu's pale face, and he hugged Ye Ya, "Well, I believe in Ya Ya."
Yaya wants him to be happy, so he should be happier.
Although his wish is destined not to come true, he can make Ye Ya's wish come true.
——Eat well, sleep well, and take care of your illness happily.
Ye Ya was very happy, her eyes were as bright as stars: "Then let's go home."
"Okay." Ye Ziyu rubbed his eyes sore from crying, turned around and stretched out his hand to Ye Qinghe, "Brother, you're home."
The boy smiled through his tears, and led his sister down the mountain from left to right.
***
It was already late after returning, and the nanny was anxiously pacing in the living room, and just as she hung up the phone, she saw three children entering the door.
She was overjoyed, and hurried over, "Little ancestors, where have you been? The family members are almost scared to death by you." The nanny grabbed the three children and looked them up and down, and was relieved to see them so alive.
This concerned expression made Ye Qinghe feel bad, "Sorry, I didn't call home."
"It's fine as long as it's fine." The nanny bowed her head and was about to call Ye Linchuan. "Your father is in a hurry and is still looking for you outside. I'll hurry up and tell my husband."
Ye Qinghe's eyes flickered, and he put his hand on the phone: "I'm going to take Yaya and Ziyu to my classmates, I'll talk about it myself later."
"Huh?" The nanny was stunned, "But..."
"It's okay, I said it myself." He didn't look at the nanny again, and led the two of them directly upstairs.
Ye Ziyu followed behind and asked, "Brother, where are we going?"
Ye Qinghe didn't answer, went back to the room to pick up the schoolbag, stuffed all the books on the table into it, and went to the bathroom to get personal toiletries.
"elder brother?"
While tidying up, Ye Qinghe said: "Go to your room and pack up the things, we will live with Shen Zhou today."
Ye Ziyu was dazed, but he also understood his brother's intentions.
Father was always playing with his temper to them, what happened now that they were showing their temper and ran away from home? !
--Stimulate! !
Ye Ziyu grabbed Ye Ya and ran towards the room, "Let's go, Ya Ya, let's pack up quickly."
Ye Ya was dragged away by him with a dazed expression, and when she arrived at her small room, Ye Ya put on the luminous hat and came out.
The two brothers had already packed up. Ye Qinghe carried a schoolbag on his shoulder, and another bag in his hand, which contained daily necessities and two changes of clothes; come out. Compared to the two of them, Ye Ya has nothing in his hands, only the cat hat with green light on his head is very eye-catching.
Ye Qinghe's eyelids twitched: "Ziyu, you don't need to bring so many things, just carry your schoolbag on your back."
Ye Ziyu carried the small suitcase back in great disappointment.
"Ye Ya, have you brought your little toothbrush?"
Ye Ya shook his head.
Ye Qinghe: "How do you brush your teeth if you don't bring it?"
After hearing this, Ye Ya rubbed her tiny teeth, Nai Sheng snorted, and said angrily, "I don't want to use brother's stuff!"
Ye Qinghe took a deep breath, knowing in his heart that the child was injured.
He went back to Ye Ya's room to find the travel bag he bought not long ago, opened the closet and took some clothes into it, and went to the bathroom to put toothbrushes and other toiletries. Ye Qinghe kept moving his hands, and he still didn't forget to speak softly to comfort him: "It's okay, Yaya, Ziyu and I didn't get much fatherly love." He paused, "There is a saying that an elder brother is like a father, if Dad really doesn't care about you, and my brother will be my father from now on."
Although Ye Qinghe is only twelve years old, he has achieved a consciousness beyond ordinary people.
Ye Ya followed Ye Qinghe like a small tail, wandering around, complaining behind his hands: "My brother said that Yaya is a disaster..."
Ye Qinghe paused with his hands, and couldn't help lowering his head.
The little girl folded her arms around her chest, with the word [care] written on her face.
Ye Qinghe chuckled: "You only remember this sentence?"
Ye Ya was not convinced: "If Uncle Calamity Xing heard this, he would definitely be unhappy."
She is a little four-leaf clover monster, and she is not the same species as the star god who is in charge of the five elements in the sky. My brother actually put her and the gods together, it is too much!
Until dawn, Yaya should ignore him any more.
Unless... unless he came back and gave Ziyu a hug.
Ye Qinghe laughed again, and walked out with his bag: "See if there is anything else to bring?"
What should I bring
Ye Ya had a flash of inspiration, remembering that she had left behind something important.
——Bamboo board!
——Her little bamboo board!
Ye Ya hurried back to the bedside table, held the bamboo board tied with red silk on it in her palm, and then left with Ye Qinghe in peace of mind.
The three of them had a bag in their left hand and a bag in their right. The sudden appearance of leaving home frightened the nanny, who stepped forward to stop her without caring about her work: "What are you three doing? It's getting dark outside, so it's too late to go out." Don't be afraid of accidents, listen to auntie, put the things back quickly, and your father will be back later."
Ye Qinghe bypassed the nanny and forcibly left.
"Qinghe is back, Qinghe..."
The nanny yelled one after another, but the three turned a deaf ear and didn't hesitate for a moment.