Chapter 214: Chapter 211: The Scene in Front of the Orphanage
Chu ngyao didn’t have to think much to know that if she blad Ye Fan, he would surely put on a disgruntled face and declare his innocence.
Just thinking about that made her especially happy.
She looked out the window, her face beaming with a cheerful smile, deliberately not letting Ye Fan see it.
"I feel wronged! Seeing you unhappy, I wanted to try and comfort you, alright?" In the past, Ye Fan would have said this, but not anymore. Ever since he and ngyao had a heart-to-heart and shared their secrets, he was clear about ngyao’s thoughts and feelings.
Ye Fan gave a wry smile, then nudged ngyao and solemnly said, "Don’t secretly laugh to yourself anymore. Look at the expression on my face; is it as terrible as you imagined?"
Chu ngyao looked seriously at Ye Fan, then shook her head and laughed, "Not fun anymore since you can read my mind; it’s no longer fun in the future."
It was now that she understood how her thoughts couldn’t hide from Ye Fan’s eyes, just as his thoughts couldn’t hide from hers.
She had to admit she was wrong, but her heart grew even happier, and she softly said, "Although your reaction is different from what I imagined, having you understand
like the worm in my belly makes
even happier."
"Sigh!" Ye Fan sighed aningfully, "The days when you built your happiness on my misery are gone forever. Won’t you be a bit disappointed?"
"Not only am I not disappointed, but I’m extrely pleased," Chu ngyao nodded, confessing her feelings.
"Why don’t I try my best to put on a miserable face to satisfy your limited imagination? Would that be different from what you expect?" Ye Fan suggested.
"No need," Chu ngyao shook her head imdiately. "I know what your miserable expression looks like. I don’t want to see more of it; I’m afraid if I see it too much, it might affect the original image in my heart, and if I beco immune to it, how bad would that be."
"Better to rember
fondly rather than dwell on my gloomy looks. That wouldn’t be good," Ye Fan said bitterly.
"No way," Chu ngyao said triumphantly, then pondered for a mont, "I’ve thought it through now. Let Shen Yahut live in my heart, no need to go to the amusent park anymore."
"Don’t say that! We’re already halfway there, turning back now would be such a waste. Since we’re here, let’s have fun," Ye Fan decided firmly.
Chu ngyao laughed lightly, "I see, it’s purely because you want to play and drag
along, right?"
"What’s the difference between
keeping you company and you keeping
company?" Ye Fan said mischievously.
"Ah, you!" Chu ngyao said insincerely yet seriously thought about it; there really wasn’t a difference.
"What’s the difference?" Ye Fan pressed.
Chu ngyao didn’t know how to answer, so she replied perfunctorily, "When a man accompanies a woman, he’s a tagalong; when a woman accompanies a man, she’s a tagalong. So, which of the two of us is the tagalong?"
"I am the tagalong, okay?" Ye Fan chuckled, thinking the explanation was quite novel.
"Not a bit of sincerity; it’s not heartfelt," Chu ngyao turned her face away again.
The car stopped, and the two got out and headed straight for the amusent park.
It was already afternoon by then. The amusent park was quiet, and the kids were having dinner.
Ye Fan stretched out his hand and directly held Chu ngyao’s hand in his palm.
"What are you doing?" Chu ngyao blushed, did not struggle, but teasingly asked.
"Aren’t you just asking the obvious? I just want to hold your hand, don’t I?" Ye Fan held back his embarrassnt and shyly said coolly.
"Who allowed you to hold my hand without my permission?" Chu ngyao’s ears were burning red.
"It’s okay if I permit it." Ye Fan raised ngyao’s hand, thinking, "You didn’t object, so you agreed. Actually, holding your hand feels quite nice."
"Sneakily holding my hand without asking my opinion?" Chu ngyao suppressed her shyness and ekly said.
"What’s sneaky about it? I’m doing it openly, alright?" Ye Fan gave a disdainful look.
"Let’s go, don’t just stand there like a fool." Ye Fan tugged on the gentle hand and led her on.
"Nuisance!" Chu ngyao chided in her heart, her cheeks blushing vividly, struggling to keep her bashfulness and flushed face in check as she lagged half a step behind Ye Fan.
After greeting the staff in the control room, the two let loose and had fun.
The staff was thrilled to have the opportunity to serve the boss.
An hour later, the two left the amusent park.
Still holding hands, all the distress in Chu ngyao’s heart disappeared, leaving her utterly joyful.
"Riding a roller coaster, trembling with nerves, weren’t you scared and just holding it in? You thought I didn’t notice, huh." Chu ngyao glanced at Ye Fan, rolling her eyes.
"Nonsense, I wasn’t nervous at all. You must have been seeing things," Ye Fan defended. Actually, he wasn’t the least bit nervous about the roller coaster; it was all ngyao’s imagination. He softly said, "The scared one should be soone, shouting so loudly and gripping my hand tight, as if afraid of being thrown out."
"No way, I wasn’t scared at all," Chu ngyao said guiltily.
At this ti, the sky had just turned dark.
Driving past the orphanage, the car stopped.
At the orphanage door, a flamboyantly dressed woman placed a baby at the entrance, knocked a few tis on the iron gate, and then fled in a hurry.
The woman hid in a corner, listening to the baby’s cries, her expression bleak.
Soon, the orphanage door opened, and an old lady took a look around, then picked up the child in her arms and entered the orphanage.
The flamboyant woman disappeared into the corner.
Watching this scene, Ye Fan and Chu ngyao’s originally good moods turned sour in an instant.
"Nowadays, things have beco more complicated, and so of the few people left don’t understand what being a mother ans. From that woman’s dress alone, you can tell she’s young and already strayed from the path, must be not knowing who the child’s father is, or perhaps lacking the ability to raise the child, or maybe the child is sick and she’s thinking of abandoning it. She might not understand motherhood’s responsibility entirely but got confused and had a child, then found it too late to abort and so had to give birth and abandon it."
Chu ngyao’s eyes flickered, as she thought about the various possible reasons a woman might abandon a child.
These kinds of situations happened often at the orphanage’s door.
At Yucai School, quite a number of people had been abandoned in this way.
"Does this kind of thing happen often?" asked Ye Fan.
"Almost once or twice every month," Chu ngyao replied without hesitation, "A woman like her, at least the bit of kindness she has left is in seeing the child get adopted. Maybe, after many years, once she understands a mother’s responsibility, realizes her past mistakes, she might look for the child."
Chu ngyao held on to this hope.
"Compared to those news stories of people casually abandoning their children or throwing them into the sewer, that woman is much better," Ye Fan thought to himself with a sigh.
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