Chapter 53: Chapter 50: Wishing for a Devoted Heart
Ye Fan stamred for a long ti before hesitantly saying, "ngyao, uh, are you okay? If you’re upset, feel free to hit
a few tis. I’ll be your punching bag, letting you punch and kick ."
Seeing Chu ngyao upset, Ye Fan felt sad too. As long as Chu ngyao could feel better, he was willing to accept anything.
"Hmph!" Chu ngyao glanced at Ye Fan with annoyance, then turned her back to him and muttered to herself, "I’m too lazy to hit you. I won’t be angry with you. Why should I be angry? I refuse to be angry."
Even though she said she wasn’t angry, anyone could tell from Chu ngyao’s deanor that she was indeed very upset.
Ye Fan scratched his head bitterly, feeling like an ant on a hot pan, incredibly anxious.
Chu ngyao secretly glanced at Ye Fan, seeing his awkward and uneasy appearance, she felt quite pleased inside, but the angry expression on her face was even more pronounced.
"Your arms and legs are tender, so you’re reluctant to hit , right? Don’t worry, you can find sothing else to hit
with. They say hitting soone helps release dissatisfaction. I have thick skin, so it won’t hurt. No need to feel sorry, just go ahead and hit ." Ye Fan looked around, trying to find sothing that could be used to hit, but couldn’t find anything except a remote control which was hard enough to be used as Chu ngyao’s weapon.
Ye Fan handed the remote control over with clear intentions — go ahead and hit with it.
"Tch!" Chu ngyao scoffed, "Feel sorry for you? Reluctant to hit you? You’re feeling too good about yourself. If I weren’t worried about breaking the remote control, I’d have already knocked your teeth out. You wouldn’t stand a chance!"
"There’s a knife in the kitchen, I’ll go get it for you." Ye Fan said without hesitation, ready to search for a knife.
"Hey, stop! Why are you looking for a knife?" Chu ngyao shouted angrily.
"To let you vent," Ye Fan replied seriously.
"Hmph!" Chu ngyao snorted through her nose, saying angrily, "It’s unreasonable to use a knife to vent."
"As long as you can vent, even stabbing
a few tis is fine." Ye Fan said woodenly.
"I won’t use a knife to draw your blood and cut your flesh. You’d better forget about this idea. Besides, even if your flesh and blood were cut, I don’t need it — it’s just uncomfortable to look at." Chu ngyao puffed her cheeks.
Ye Fan said earnestly, "Who says my flesh and blood are useless? I could make at buns for you to vent."
"You, you, you... you’re so annoying, trying to make
eat human at buns and beco a villain. I’m not talking to you anymore," Chu ngyao yelled in exasperation, looking pitiful as if she was about to cry, causing Ye Fan to sweat coldly on his forehead.
"I didn’t, I really didn’t." Ye Fan hurriedly explained.
"You did, you did, you absolutely did. Explaining is just concealing." Chu ngyao accused, allowing no rebuttal.
Ye Fan was left speechless. If he admitted to it, it would just make things worse — wouldn’t that make Chu ngyao even more upset?
Their conversation was strange, and the logic was equally bizarre.
Ye Fan was burning with anxiety, feeling restless like sitting on pins and needles. He racked his brains but couldn’t think of a way to cheer up Chu ngyao. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration hit him as he rembered when his sister Ye Juanjuan would fall as a child, he would imitate a dog’s bark to make her laugh whenever she cried. Hence, he ca up with an idea and tentatively asked, "How about I imitate a dog’s bark for you?"
How could Chu ngyao bear to let Ye Fan imitate a dog’s bark? She was being unreasonable and making things difficult for Ye Fan, just to make sure Ye Fan cared for her.
She noticed how Ye Fan was doing everything in his power to make her happy, getting anxious and flustered. She understood Ye Fan very well — her sadness echoed in Ye Fan’s own heart, and any bit of anger she felt had already vanished.
"Wah!" Chu ngyao suddenly cried out, tears streaming from her eyes like beads.
The emotions within her erupted, filling her body with a mix of gratitude and joy, making her cry tears of happiness.
"Why are you so good to ? You’re such a bad person," Chu ngyao quickly embraced Ye Fan, burying her head in his chest, tears flowing freely.
Feeling the warm, soft body in his arms and hearing the cries lingering in his ears, Ye Fan’s cold heart lted instantly, like the cold snow mountain under the gentle rays of the sun, becoming warm.
"Stop crying, you’re making
want to cry too." Ye Fan placed his hand on Chu ngyao’s back, gently comforting her.
His eyes were a bit moist at that mont. Ever since he was at the training base as a child and forgot how to cry, he thought he couldn’t cry anymore, believing he was devoid of human emotions. But now, he felt a surge of wanting to cry.
"I’m happy, let
cry for a while. Don’t push
away." Chu ngyao sobbed.
"I won’t push you away. If you always stay in my arms, I’d be glad. How could I bear to push you away?" Ye Fan said sincerely.
"You promised
you’d stay at the villa, do you an it?" Chu ngyao mumbled.
"I an it. If I say anything false, I’d rather suffer..." Ye Fan was about to swear when Chu ngyao’s hand covered his mouth.
Chu ngyao warned, "Don’t say such things."
"Oh, I understand." Ye Fan’s gaze softened.
"In the future, no matter what happens, you can’t leave
suddenly. If you have to go out for anything, send
a ssage or say sothing to
— don’t make
sad anymore. And regardless of who tells you to leave, you can’t leave , even if I might occasionally act spoilt and tell you to go, you have to stay by my side." Chu ngyao voiced all her demands at once, considering any reason Ye Fan might leave, including herself, to prevent any possibility of Ye Fan leaving again.
"Even if the sky falls, and the world ends, I’ll stay by your side." Ye Fan assured.
"Mmm, I believe you," Chu ngyao whispered.
On the second floor of the villa, Chu Biyao watched the screen. Tears were unknowingly rolling down her cheeks. She saw that her sister had found soone who cared for her and truly felt happy for her. Ever since her sister had an accident as a child, she’d beco solitary, neither crying nor getting upset, undergoing a huge change in personality. Seeing her sister burst into tears, acting like a little girl and throwing a tantrum in front of Ye Fan, thrilled Chu Biyao, and like her sister, she cried tears of joy.
Chu Biyao could feel her sister’s inner loneliness. While at her side, she could help her confront everything outside effortlessly. But as she often ran around, she couldn’t be with her sister all the ti. Once she was absent, her sister would shut herself off, not letting anyone into her heart.
But now, things had changed. Chu Biyao knew there’s a man in her sister’s heart.
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