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Gu Shiyu turned his body and gently cupped Mengmeng's face in his hands.

"Don't move, let me take a look."

With her nostrils pointed at Gu Shiyu, Mengmeng felt a little embarrassed. She raised her hand to push Gu Shiyu away, muttering, "It must be the tree by the classroom door; white fluff floats down from it."

A tree that sheds fluff?

Gu Shiyu had already guessed it was poplar catkins. After Mengmeng almost tripped over the bottle just now, his dissatisfaction with the school increased again.

"Brother, Mengmeng is all better now, her nose isn't itchy anymore." Mengmeng rubbed her nose, shifted her little bottom to lean her back against the seat, and looked out the window. "Brother, when can we probably get to Uncle Ling's house?"

Gu Shiyu had never been to Xie Beiling's residence before; he only knew the address.

He glanced at the driver's navigation screen ahead and thought, "About fifteen minutes."

"Young Master, there's been an accident ahead. We need to turn around and choose another route." The driver looked nervous.

If we change routes, it will take more than ten minutes longer than the original route. He just said it would take fifteen minutes, but now it will probably take half an hour or even longer.

"How much longer until we get there?" Mengmeng asked curiously, leaning against the railing in front of her.

The little butterfly's response became increasingly faint.

"Half an hour," the driver said.

Minor traffic accidents do not cause road congestion, but if a road closure is necessary, the accident must be serious.

"If you need to change routes, do it quickly and don't waste time," Gu Shiyu replied coldly.

He is always decisive in his actions.

After receiving permission, the driver quickly made a U-turn on the appropriate road.

After half an hour.

Gu Shiyu tilted most of the umbrella in his hand toward Mengmeng, and raindrops fell on it, making a pattering sound.

The surroundings were quiet. Mengmeng looked at the villas with lights on on both sides, and then asked, "Brother, is that Uncle Ling's house?"

“Yes,” Gu Shiyu said, “He doesn’t seem to be here.”

“No, Uncle Ling is definitely home. He just doesn’t want to turn on the lights,” Mengmeng insisted.

Before Xie Yumin left, Xie Beiling basically shuttled between the research institute and his home. Sometimes he would even stay at the research institute and not go home at all. So now he can only stay in one of these two places.

Mengmeng jumped out from under the umbrella and hopped and skipped to Xie Beiling's door.

"Uncle Ling, Mengmeng is here to see you!" Mengmeng slammed her hand on the door.

Hearing the thumping sounds, Gu Shiyu felt sorry for Mengmeng's hands.

"I'll do it." Gu Shiyu gestured for Mengmeng to step back.

The knocking was much louder than before.

Xie Beiling slumped on the carpet inside, seemingly oblivious to the sounds coming from outside, offering no response.

Ten minutes later, there was still no response.

“Mengmeng, Uncle Ling might really not be home,” Gu Shiyu said.

Mengmeng shook her head, then reached out and summoned a butterfly. "Little butterfly, go in and see if Uncle Ling is here."

The butterfly understood Mengmeng's words, fluttered its wings, and went straight through the thick door panel into the house.

The room was pitch black, but the little butterfly emitted a silvery-green light. Its gaze was fixed on Xie Beiling, and it stopped in front of him.

Xie Beiling stared blankly at the butterfly, snapping out of his daze in an instant. "Little butterfly? Did Mengmeng send you?"

The butterfly circled around him once, then flew towards the door.

Xie Beiling didn't understand, but his consciousness told him that he needed to follow the butterfly at this moment.

He staggered to his feet and stumbled to the door. Seeing the butterfly alight on the doorknob, Xie Beiling reached out and turned the doorknob.

Feeling the doorknob move slightly, Gu Shiyu immediately pounded on the door, "Uncle Ling, it's me, Gu Shiyu!"

"Uncle Ling, open the door quickly! Mengmeng knows where Aunt Yumian is right now!" Mengmeng shouted loudly.

Upon hearing this, Xie Beiling instantly snapped back to reality.

With a click, the tightly closed door was opened.

The streetlights outside shone on Xie Beiling's face, and he subconsciously raised his hand to shield his face.

"Uncle Ling!" This was the first time Mengmeng had ever seen someone so dejected.

He was filthy, his clothes were wrinkled all over, his chin was covered in stubble, and dark circles were prominently displayed under his eyes.

It wouldn't take a day to become like this, but at least a week.

"Mengmeng, you just said you know where Yumian is?"

Xie Beiling's outstretched hand was stopped by Gu Shiyu.

He reeked of alcohol, and it was easy for him to transfer his smell to Mengmeng.

“Uncle Ling, you’re not in a good state to see Aunt Yu Mian. I think you should go inside and wash up,” Gu Shiyu said.

It would be good to tidy up, but right now he couldn't wait to see Xie Yumin.

He waited for her for three years, which is neither a long nor a short time, but she wouldn't even see him once.

What harm is there in seeing her looking like this?

Xie Beiling looked at Mengmeng and asked, "Does Mengmeng really know where she is right now?"

“Little Butterfly has found Aunt Yumian,” Mengmeng said. “However, she was responding just now, but Little Butterfly is exhausted and can’t contact me for the time being.”

"Will I still be able to see her?" Xie Beiling asked with concern.

Even if it's impossible between them, they should meet and talk, instead of her leaving without saying goodbye and severing all ties between them.

Xie Beiling peered at the disheveled appearance through the light and shadows cast on the door panel.

He has become like this because of Xie Yumin. I wonder if she will feel sorry for him if she sees him.

With a wry smile, Xie Beiling turned and went inside. "Forced love is never sweet. Her heart isn't with me. What good would it do to see her?"

Even though that's what they say, Xie Beiling will always miss Xie Yumin even though they can't meet.

He left Mengmeng and Gu Shiyu at the door, grabbed the stair railing, and staggered into the second floor.

"Brother, isn't Uncle Ling going to see Aunt Yu Mian?" Mengmeng didn't understand why Xie Beiling said those words.

She thought that once Xie Beiling knew that Little Butterfly had found Xie Yumin, he would immediately ask for her address and then drive over. But now he seemed unhurried, as if he didn't care at all.

If you don't miss them that much, why make yourself look so pathetic?

The adult world is too hard to understand; Mengmeng really doesn't get it.

"He'll come down and ask about Aunt Yu Mian's whereabouts once he's finished packing," Gu Shiyu said.

The calm before the storm is what they say. Xie Beiling is just holding on for now. Once things calm down, he will be even more insane than before.

The rain was still falling outside. Gu Shiyu pulled Mengmeng's hand and led her inside. He turned on the light, frowned at the bottles scattered on the floor, and pulled Mengmeng's hand to walk out. "Let's wait for him in the car."

He really didn't want the foul air in the room to affect Mengmeng.

"What about Uncle Ling?"

"He'll come to find us once he's packed up."