Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

At sunset, the two walked out of the sanatorium hand in hand. Looking at the sky and earth gradually covered by snow, their faces looked a little sad. They stayed here with Ye Zhenqi for a day, and Lin Xi finally understood Ye Zhenqi's condition intuitively. Although she appeared very calm most of the time, she would occasionally behave like a mental patient, and would always suddenly fall into pain or madness because of a certain sentence or a certain word.

Although she and Ye Huai had been very careful to avoid bringing up topics that might irritate her, she still suddenly broke down when Ye Huai tentatively suggested picking her up on New Year's Eve to go back to the Ye family's old house for dinner. She kept scratching and tearing her hair and clothes, shouting extreme remarks such as "I'm sorry, Mr. Ye", "I'm sorry, Ye Huai", and "Why doesn't Chu Kuo just die".

In the end, the nurse who arrived worked with them and took a lot of effort to calm her down and bring her into the ward. The two of them could only leave quietly after she calmed down and fell asleep.

"Has my aunt always been like this?" Lin Xi looked at Ye Huai's furrowed brows and spoke tentatively.

"It has been like this since I was five years old. When my grandfather picked her up from the police station, she couldn't even recognize people. It has only gotten better in recent years." Ye Huai's voice was a little low.

Lin Xi heard the subtle sadness in his tone and leaned towards him, wanting to give him some warmth in the snow.

Ye Huai felt her movements, and his heart warmed. He brought her closer to him to prevent her from falling on the snow on the ground, and said softly, "I'm fine."

Lin Xi hummed softly, and neither of them spoke again until they got in the car. Ye Huai turned on the air conditioner and warmed Lin Xi's hands. Then he looked at her seriously and said in a hoarse voice: "Xixi, do you know why I brought you here today?"

Lin Xi nodded subconsciously, but then shook her head, looked at Ye Huai with some doubt, and waited quietly for his answer.

"Because I want you to know that even if you show me your most embarrassing side, I will never change my mind about you. Just like today when I brought you to see my mother, I hope that between us..." Ye Huai paused, and then continued, "I hope that between us, there will be nothing reserved."

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"Without reservation..." Lin Xi kept muttering Ye Huai's words until she fell asleep. She couldn't help but sigh deeply. She couldn't be so unreserved with him. She could only try her best to be nice to him while she was still in this world.

Thinking back to how carefully and protectively he had shown Ye Zhenqi today, Lin Xi felt a little sad. People always say that a parent's love for their children is selfless, but in fact, more often than not, a child's love for their parents is unconditional.

Especially for children who have not yet entered society, no matter how their parents hurt them, they will always yearn for their parents' love and recognition. This is why many people, after becoming adults, even if they have realized the harm their parents have done to them, still cannot get rid of the influence of their original families. The most typical examples are the so-called "brother-supporting demons" and "Fan Shengmei".

The experiences of the original owner and Ye Huai also fully prove this point. Even though their mother had hurt them like that, they always admired their mother. However, compared to Ye Zhenqi who was unable to control her behavior due to mental reasons, Lin Yurou blamed all her misfortunes on her child and deliberately alienated the original owner, which made her particularly hateful.

The snow in H City fell intermittently for half a month and finally stopped on New Year's Eve.

New Year's Eve was to be spent at the Ye family's old house. To avoid traffic jams, Ye Huai and his companions set out from the city early. Lin Xi fiddled with the red decorative pendant in the car, feeling a little bored.

Ye Huai saw that she was unhappy, and smiled to comfort her, "Don't be afraid, it's just a meal together. If you don't want to see them at night, we can just stay in the room."

"I'm not afraid of her, but I don't want to quarrel with her on New Year's Day and ruin the dinner that grandpa has carefully prepared for so long." Lin Xi shook her head and muttered with a frown.

"Don't worry, no matter how much she dislikes you, she won't dare to say anything under grandpa's nose. After all, grandpa still has the final say in the Ye family." Ye Huai squeezed her hand and continued to comfort her.

"Well, I hope so." Lin Xi sighed. On the surface, she seemed to be comforted by Ye Huai's words, but she knew deep down that with Lin Yurou's temperament, she would never give up unless she took some action today.

The snow on the road was cleared away, and the two soon arrived at the Ye family's old house, where they were naturally warmly received by Uncle Ye.

When they got inside, they took off their bulky coats, revealing the same burgundy sweaters underneath. This was a couple's sweater specially picked by Lin Xi, which had a very festive atmosphere. When Old Master Ye, who was wearing a black Tang suit with a blessing pattern, saw them, he smiled kindly, "That's right, young people should dress more vibrantly." After saying that, he curled his lips at Ye Huai, "Luckily, I have Xixi, otherwise if you were still wearing black and white on New Year's Day, I would have kicked you out."

"Grandpa, Ah Huai is doing this for work. Look at any CEO who wears flashy clothes every day. How can he intimidate the people below him?" Lin Xi walked forward with a smile, took Grandpa Ye's arm, and spoke well of Ye Huai.

The three of them chatted and laughed for a while, and then they heard Ye Uncle calling outside that Ye Zhenkai and his wife had arrived. Although he had basically torn his relationship with Lin Yurou that day, he still had to put on some surface work. Ye Huai and Lin Xi looked at each other, stood up and stood at the door to greet them.

Who would have thought that before seeing Ye Zhenkai and his wife, I saw a chubby, fair-looking boy who looked to be about ten years old. He was wearing a bright red down jacket, which made him look bloated, and he was so fat and fair that he walked in a swaying manner, like a ball that had become a spirit.

He held his head high, ignoring the frightened maid beside him who was leading the way. He had an arrogant expression on his face, and kicked and fought all the way. It was almost as if the words "I am a second-generation rich kid" were written on his face. Lin Xi frowned subconsciously.

"Are you Lin Xi?" However, before she could have any idea about this child, the ball rolled in front of her, with a nose in the air and a fierce look, and opened her mouth to ask rude questions.

Seeing his uneducated attitude, Lin Xi naturally wouldn't give him a good look. She rolled her eyes at him, as if she didn't hear what he said at all, turned around and smiled and whispered to Ye Huai.