"Wenyu, you are..." The Ye Wenyu who had seen blood on the battlefield was certainly different from the silent Ye Wenyu at ho years ago.
Even though the resemblance in his face was clear, confirming his identity, Old Man Ye still didn’t dare to recognize him easily when it ca to speaking.
As for Ye Wenyu, he had a lot on his mind at this mont.
When he left ho, what he thought about most was making a na for himself, achieving sothing for his parents to see. It wasn’t just the bookish Wenxuan who would have a future. Even if he was older, he wasn’t afraid of hardship or fatigue; he would still make sothing of himself.
However, after witnessing the bloodshed on the battlefield, at first, he regretted his impulsive decision to join the army. But by then, there was no turning back, so he could only keep pressing forward.
Only after forcing himself to get accustod to the bloodshed and fighting, and fighting side by side with his brothers on the battlefield, did he understand that fa and fortune were fleeting. Being alive was happiness.
Later, after each victory, seeing the elated expressions on the faces of the frontier border’s people made him truly understand that real happiness was being needed by others.
In the blink of an eye, several years passed. Standing in front of Old Man Ye once again, Ye Wenyu truly realized that during the years he had been growing, his grandfather had aged so much that even his body could no longer stand straight.
Stepping forward, Ye Wenyu knelt on the ground, "Grandfather, it’s , Wenyu, I’m back. Wenyu is unworthy and has worried you over the years."
"Good, good child!" Old Man Ye stepped forward to help Ye Wenyu up, "It’s good to be back, it’s good to co back safe. Co on, let’s go inside, it’s too cold outside."
Old Man Ye grabbed Ye Wenyu’s arm, neglecting to notice Ye Jiu, who was left behind.
Ye Jiu shrugged helplessly at Ye Wenyu, who was turning his head, and simply followed behind them, listening to Old Man Ye inquire about Ye Wenyu’s life over the years. Ye Wenyu casually answered with more maturity now, speaking with tact and diplomacy.
Just as the three walked into the house, Ye Gaoshui and his wife quickly arrived.
Without seeing them, their voices could be heard first, "Wenyu, Wenyu is back! Where is he?"
Zhao hurriedly entered and saw Ye Wenyu’s silhouette, but he was covered in gleaming armor which made her hesitate to recognize him.
Hearing Zhao’s voice, Ye Wenyu quickly turned around.
He once believed he wouldn’t return ho without achieving sothing noteworthy.
And when he achieved sothing, he would proudly display it in front of his parents, proving that Ye Wenyu was not destined to be a failure forever.
Even without Wenxuan’s assistance, he would carve out his own place.
But at this mont, Ye Wenyu realized that none of it mattered anymore.
The things he once valued so much, he had already co to terms with.
"Mother," Ye Wenyu said with a smile, then looked at Ye Gaoshui, who was following in, and called out, "Father."
"Ah, good child, good child!" Ye Gaoshui felt both happy and relieved, wanting to step forward and be close but felt anxious.
For the first ti, he felt that this anxious feeling was not only sothing children experience facing their parents, but sotis, parents, when facing their children, feel it too.
Just like he did at the mont.
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