TL: Hua
The baffle was raised, and the already small space became a little narrower. The two leaned against each other, their breaths intersected, and suddenly there was an indescribable ambiguity.
Qin Chaoyan tilted his head to look at Ye Rongxu; his eyes fell on his beautiful and delicate profile.
Ye Rongxu didn’t notice this at all. His fair face was stained with a little excitement. Because of the close proximity, the tiny, fluffy hairs on his face could also be seen.
Like a juicy peach…
He wants to take a bite.
Qin Chaoyan’s eyes were clear, but his mind wasn’t.
Ye Rongxu took out the photo and chattered for a while, but when he finished, he saw that Qin Chaoyan didn’t react at all, so he couldn’t help but look up.
“What are you thinking about?” He suddenly approached; his eyes were as clear as glass, and his curled eyelashes flickered.
Qin Chaoyan’s breath was slightly stagnant, but he finally regained his senses and awkwardly turned his gaze away, saying, “Nothing?”
“Oh.” Ye Rongxu slowly pulled away and asked again, “Then what did I talk about just now?”
Qin Chaoyan: “…”
He coughed awkwardly, and his drifting eyes happened to fall on the photo in Ye Rongxu’s hand. He hurriedly changed the subject and was surprised: “This is a photo of me when I was a child? Where did you get it?”
Ye Rongxu: “…”
“I just said that Grandma Zhang gave it to me; where are your ears?” He said angrily to Qin Chaoyan’s ears.
If it weren’t for his understanding of the other party’s emotional ups and downs, he would really want to pull his ear.
Qin Chaoyan was so shocked that he covered his ears and quickly coaxed him, “Alright, I know now.”
Ye Rongxu rolled his eyes, and the next second, he leaned against him again, pointed at the jade pendant in the photo with his slender finger, and continued: “I just asked you, do you still remember this jade pendant?”
Qin Chaoyan’s eyes fell on the jade pendant, and almost immediately he thought of the little boy he saved when he was young.
They agreed to be each other’s friends, and the other, knowing that he had never had any, gave him the jade pendant, and he promised to give the other a pony toy later.
But he lost the jade pendant and never saw the child again after they parted.
Thinking of how the jade pendant was snatched away by Zhang Yun, Qin Chaoyan’s eyes faded. But what has already passed so long ago, thinking about it now, can’t change anything.
Perhaps he felt sad and regretful when he first lost the jade pendant and that friend. But those dark and sour feelings have long gone, and now he…
He looked at Ye Rongxu with a hint of warmth in his eyes.
“Do you remember?” Ye Rongxu asked again and wondered, “Why do you keep looking at me?”
Is there something on his face?
Qin Chaoyan coughed lightly, and seeing him “asking aggressively,” he suddenly remembered Ye Rongxu’s sour reaction when he mentioned this childhood friend last time.
But why did the other party bring it up now? Did he know that the jade pendant was given by that kid, and he was jealous again?
That shouldn’t be the case. He hadn’t told anyone who the jade pendant was from, except for Zhang Yun, who happened to run into him saving others.
He quickly glanced at Ye·Little Jealous·Rongxu again, and for the sake of caution, he said with a slight hum, “I don’t remember; maybe I bought it at a roadside stall…”
Before he finished speaking, the little jealous guy suddenly became murderous, and there seemed to be a knife in his beautiful eyes, “swoosh,” aiming at him.
“Say it again?” Ye Rongxu gritted his teeth, and the knuckles of his fingers that were holding the photo turned white. He said word by word, “Touch your conscience and repeat it again!”
Don’t remember? How could he not remember? Grandma Zhang remembered, but he didn’t. Is his memory worse than Grandma Zhang’s?
A small flame was about to burst out of Ye Rongxu’s head.
Qin Chaoyan was wise to keep his mouth shut. Seeing this situation, he knew that he couldn’t hide it, so he hurriedly said, “I remember; it was a child named Lanlan who gave it to me.”
Ye Rongxu was stunned for a moment, and then the little knife in his eyes “swoosh” more.
“What Lanlan? Didn’t you rescue a child who was abducted by human traffickers in a broken wooden house in Dalin Mountain, and that child gave it to you?” He was so angry that he almost wanted to grab Qin Chaoyan’s collar and shake him.
What Lanlan? Who’s Lanlan? Could Qin Chaoyan really have forgotten him? Didn’t he remember about the wooden horse?
No way, he was so angry that he needed oxygen.
Ye Rongxu fumbled around and reached out for oxygen.
Qin Chaoyan didn’t have time to be shocked at how he knew it and quickly handed him the oxygen.
Ye Rongxu wasn’t really sick, but he was upset. When he breathed, he glared at him.
Qin Chaoyan knew that he was fine when he saw this. After a sigh of relief, he asked carefully, “Xuxu, how do you know that the jade pendant is given by that child…”
“Because I’m that child.” Ye Rongxu said as he put down the oxygen and continued to inhale afterward, his beautiful eyes rolling up to the sky.
Qin Chaoyan was completely stunned, and then a nameless joy filled his heart, spreading along the blood vessels to his limbs and bones, light and erratic.
So that child was him?
So that little glutinous rice dumpling who was carried down the mountain by the young him, gave him the jade pendant, called him “brother” in a soft voice, and wanted to be friends with him, was Xuxu?
It turns out that they knew each other so early and had a bond. Although they separated later, they came together again unknowingly.
Qin Chaoyan didn’t believe in gods and Buddhas, but at this moment, he felt that perhaps there was really a destined fate. It was as if God also wanted him and Xuxu to be together.
He couldn’t help but think back to that dark night when he was five years old. The mountain forest was ominous, filled with looming shadows and the eerie chirping of insects and birds.
In fact, he was also afraid, afraid of the unknown darkness, afraid of the several scary people who might chase them—at that time he didn’t know they were human traffickers.
He was so scared that his calves were trembling, his steps were hurried, and he tripped from time to time. But the little glutinous rice dumpling behind him was even more afraid than he was, crying so hard that his tears fell straight to his collar, rolling hot, and soon cold by the wind.
He shivered with cold, afraid that the little dumpling’s crying would attract bad people, but he plucked up the courage and pretended to be calm to comfort him.
Perhaps it was the calmness and confidence he showed that made the little guy feel at ease. He gradually stopped crying and began to talk to him in a daze.
He said his name was “Lanlan,” asked what his name was, and even gave him a jade pendant and wanted to be friends with him.
But the little kid was too young, and coupled with the high fever, he might have been confused. His voice was weak, babyish, and unclear. He needed to listen carefully to distinguish what the other party was saying… Wait, unclear?
Qin Chaoyan was stunned for a moment and suddenly remembered the nickname of Ye Rongxu that Ye Boxuan had called before—Nannan.
Nannan (darling), Lanlan.
Qin Chaoyan suddenly realized and laughed in a muffled voice.
So that’s how it was. The little kid not only has unclear speech but also cannot distinguish between n and l.
Ye Rongxu was breathing oxygen. Seeing him suddenly laugh, he became even more angry. He put down the oxygen and stared at him with wide eyes: “What are you laughing at?”
Dare to laugh? Forgot about him, but still laughed!
Qin Chaoyan stopped laughing, coughed, and said, “I remembered, no, I never forgot, it was Lanlan who gave me that jade pendant.”
Ye Rongxu was angry: “What Lanlan? I said, It’s not Lanlan…”
“No, it’s you.” Qin Chaoyan suddenly put his arm around his shoulders and whispered in his ear, slightly hoarse, “Be good, Lanlan (Nannan).”
Ye Rongxu was about to correct him, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly froze and finally realized something after the fact.
Lanlan, Nannan…
F*ck!
His face suddenly turned red, and his cheeks were hot.
He coughed dryly and quickly changed the subject, saying, “Anyway, when I saw the jade pendant, I guessed that the person who saved me might be you. However, the jade pendant was later in Qin Jingxu’s hands, and Grandma Zhang said that Zhang Yun snatched your jade pendant. The more I think about it, the more I think Zhang Yun’s behavior is strange…”
He described his verification process in a showy manner, and then his eyes lit up slightly: “Am I very observant and perceptive?”
Qin Chaoyan nodded: “Yes, very smart.”
His gaze was gentle, his voice had a hint of magnetism, and an indescribable joy, “Thanks to you, otherwise we might never recognize each other.”
Ye Rongxu’s cheeks were slightly red. “…”
But isn’t the most important thing the discovery of his birth and identity?
However, seeing that Qin Chaoyan wasn’t as depressed as when he first got in the car, he was also slightly relieved. After thinking about it, he asked again, “What are you going to do about your identity?”
In his opinion, Qin Jingxu must not be allowed to get away with this, and what belongs to Qin Chaoyan must be taken back. Also, how did the two of them change their identities in the first place? Was it by mistake or design?
If it was on purpose, the person who did it should also be held accountable.
Although Ye Rongxu suspected that Zhang Yun did it, it wasn’t easy to accuse her without evidence.
When it came to this, Qin Chaoyan’s smile faded, and he said, “Let’s wait until Qin Jingxu’s identification results come out. I might tell Grandma first then.”
He was talking about the old lady of the Qin family. As for other people, it seems that they may not welcome him.
Ye Rongxu also thought of this problem, but he still felt that what should be Qin Chaoyan’s is Qin Chaoyan’s; who cares if Qin Qijiang and the others welcome it or not?
Other than that, when Auntie Zhao died suddenly, she left her son equity and property, right? Those should be inherited by Qin Chaoyan; why should they be given to Qin Jingxu?
Seeing Ye Rongxu feeling angry for himself, warmth welled up in his heart, and at the same time, he comforted him: “Actually, I don’t care about those.”
For him, the most surprising thing about this matter was his fate with Ye Rongxu. As for other things, maybe he would care when he was young, but now, he has the most important person by his side, so everything else is secondary.
Ye Rongxu said fiercely, “You can’t not care; otherwise it will be a bargain for Qin Jingxu and Zhang Yun.”
Qin Chaoyan nodded and promised, “Well, it won’t be a bargain for them.”
Ye Rongxu relaxed slightly and immediately felt like a villain just now. But on second thought, how could he be the villain? He’s telling the truth; those should have been Qin Chaoyan.
However, he could also see that the reason why Qin Chaoyan didn’t care was that he had long been disappointed in Qin Qijiang and the others, or rather, in the so-called kinship.
From childhood to adulthood, except for Grandma Zhang and others who helped him, no one cared about him, so he was used to being on his own, without anyone to rely on.
But he shouldn’t have had to grow up that harshly and alone, and if he hadn’t had his identity switched, he would have had love and family affection.
At least Ye Rongxu remembered that Aunt Zhao wasn’t like Qin Qijiang. She was a mother who loved her children deeply, yet she also maintained a firm hand in their upbringing.
If Qin Chaoyan grew up with her, he would definitely have these loves.
Ye Rongxu suddenly wanted to tell him that it wasn’t that no one loved him in this world; at least Aunt Zhao loved her child.
But then again, Aunt Zhao’s love was given to Qin Jingxu, who had taken over the magpie’s nest, so if he said it out loud, wouldn’t it upset Qin Chaoyan even more?
He couldn’t help but sigh; his face was depressed, and he felt sorry for Qin Chaoyan.
Qin Chaoyan noticed this and offered him comfort instead.
Ye Rongxu shook his head, saying that he was fine. After hesitating for a while, he asked again, “What do you think of the Xie family?”
Qin Chaoyan frowned, and when he wanted to say something, the car had already arrived at the Qin headquarters, so he said briefly, “Let’s wait for the results of Qin Jingxu’s identification to come out.”
In fact, he no longer expected any kinship, nor did he really need it. If they recognized each other, they would probably just maintain the relationship of relatives who were not too distant nor too close.
Qin Chaoyan thought so at the moment.
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