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"Ye Kong, Eleven! Eleven! Time for breakfast!"

The knocking sound lasted for a long time before the door was opened from the inside.

“I made several flavors this morning…”

Dean Sun, who looked up and spoke, suddenly fell silent.

The person standing in front of him was not Ye Kong with a dark face as he had expected, but Wen Can with messy hair but shirt buttoned to the top.

His eyes were clear and he nodded to the dean.

"You..." The old man was a little choked, and the next second he heard a familiar voice full of irritability.

"So early……"

She subconsciously looked inside and saw Ye Kong sitting up on the bed with messy hair, looking at her with a frown as if he was afraid of the light. The bed next to her was wrinkled and the pillow was only half full. It was obvious that another person had been sleeping here not long ago.

Old man:......

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The old man left with a puzzled expression and heavy steps.

Wen Can watched his back as he walked away, narrowed his eyes, then turned around, closed the door, and looked at Ye Kong.

"Don't sleep anymore?"

"Why are you still sleeping when you've been woken up?"

Ye Kong, with drooping eyelids, saw Wen Can sitting back on the bed, and he fell on his back and hugged his waist.

Wen Can steadied himself and let her pull him, with the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

"I feel like Dean Sun is thinking about something inappropriate for children. Do you want to explain?"

"Huh? What's there to explain? I told you when we first met that I was old enough to kiss and have sex, right?"

Wen Can didn't say anything. Ye Kong buried her face in his back and touched his chest with her palm. Through a thin layer of cloth, she could hear his heart beating strongly in her palm.

"I used to think that rooms and beds were things that should never be shared with others," Ye Kong's muffled voice came from behind Wen Can, "but I found that I really like sleeping with you. You're very warm."

"It would be more comfortable if it were a little cooler in the summer, right?"

"It doesn't matter. I'm not afraid of heat. In comparison, I'm more afraid of cold."

Ye Kong narrowed his eyes and smiled contentedly: "I suddenly feel like I have skin hunger. Let me apply it quickly."

She stood up and hugged the man from behind, pressing her face against his. She used so much force that she almost flipped over Wen Can's shoulder. Wen Can was immediately in a panic, and luckily they didn't roll to the ground together.

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As soon as the door opened, the warm sun greeted them.

Ye Kong walked into the activity room with Wen Can in a skirt and slippers. The first thing she said was, "Old man, didn't you say it was going to rain yesterday?"

"The weather forecast isn't always accurate, but it's not bad today, only 37 degrees."

After a lively breakfast, Wen Can took Ye Kong to the residential complex where his grandfather lived.

"Don't you want to buy something?"

Ye Kong said seriously, "Fruit, milk, and so on. I see other people always bring these when they go to a relationship."

"No, my grandpa doesn't care about these things."

"Then what does he care about?" Ye Kong said, thinking for a moment and then said cautiously, "Maybe he is also my fan?"

Wen Can pondered the question for a moment: "Although he can't be called a fan, because of my mother, he should be able to love you as much as I love you."

Ye Kong suddenly realized: "Thank you, Ms. Chi."

The car stopped at the door.

There was still some distance to go before crossing the residential complex and reaching the apartment building. The sunlight penetrated the clouds and the air directly and hotly. Ye Kong could hardly open his eyes. When he was about to speed up his pace, he suddenly felt a shadow falling on his face.

She looked up and saw Wen Can extending his palm.

It blocked a little bit above her forehead, creating a small canopy, just enough for her to open her eyes smoothly.

Ye Kong's mouth curled up, and he walked to the apartment building at a leisurely pace with the help of the small awning, and talked leisurely with Wen Can during the walk.

"You must have lived here for quite some time before, right?"

“I always come here on vacation.”

"Can you play ball in the yard?"

"Yes, there were quite a few people living here back then, but now those young people have all gone out to work."

"I saw you walking your dog here the day before I went to Yuzhou. Isn't that your dog?"

"It belongs to a grandmother downstairs. She has a bad leg, so she asked my grandfather to help walk the dog, and my grandfather gave it to me."

"You always came to Hua He with Ms. Chi before, right?"

"Ah."

"So what does Ms. Chi usually do here?"

"I just stay at home, sleep, eat, play games, watch movies, or go out and ride my bike."

"That sounds a lot like me. Maybe we've passed each other many times before."

“That sounds really good.”

"And you? I'm sure I've seen you before. Weren't you a substitute teacher in our elementary school?" Ye Kong hissed again, "But it seems I really didn't pay any attention to you back then. I can't remember it at all."

"It's okay, I'll just remember you."

"You said you picked up milk for me?"

"Well, I want to hear you say thank you."

"what?"

"Because you look very cute and aloof. Children like you will attract a lot of attention whether they are young or grown up."

"Even you are no exception?"

"Even me."

"Your words make me want to go back to that time, take a closer look at what you were like as a teenager, and say thank you again."

"Then I should be very happy." Wen Can also laughed, "I was at that age when I loved to show off on the outside, but was very active on the inside."

As they were talking, they had already arrived at Grandpa Chi's door.

The curve of Wen Can's mouth corners dropped a little bit.

He took a deep breath and stared at the door for a while before he raised his hand and rang the doorbell.

During this time, Ye Kong turned his head and stared at him silently.

Until the lock clicked and the door opened.

She turned around and saw the old man who seemed quite energetic the last time they met. For some reason, he suddenly seemed a few years older. His back was slightly hunched and there seemed to be more wrinkles on his face. The word "age" suddenly showed unprecedented power in him.

But it’s only been half a year since we last met.

Ye Kong was a little dazed, but he saw a layer of tears gradually filling the old man's eyes.

He looked at the two of them one by one, and finally his gaze fell on Wen Can for a long time.

For some reason, Wen Can didn't say anything, but just looked back silently.

Ye Kong's hands were clenched.

She looked down subconsciously.

Wen Can might not have realized that beneath his calm and silent appearance, the hand that was unconsciously tightening more and more was silently exposing his mood.

Ye Kong held him back with a little force, and Wen Can slowly blinked and smiled at the old man: "Grandpa, I... brought my girlfriend to see you. She is..."

"A-chan."

The old man interrupted him and reached out to hug him.

Heavy tears finally rolled down.

"Acan! Acan! He's finally dead! You did it, we did it! No matter what... I finally have an explanation for your mother and your grandmother!"

His sudden movement caused their hands to separate.

Wen Can bent slightly from the exertion. Amidst the old man's grief and laughter, Wen Can remained silent for a long time. He slowly reached out and patted his back, saying in a gentle and calm voice, "Yes, Grandpa, we've finally waited for this day."

"I can finally go see your mother without any regrets."

Amid the old man's long, trembling sigh, Ye Kong just looked at Wen Can silently, looking at his silent shadow, his lowered eyes, and his face that was as calm as the Dead Sea and showed no emotion.