Men are very tired

After the two reached an agreement, Ye Yifan sent Winston to sleep.He always felt that without himself, the child would read until dawn.

It's the age of growth, Ye Yifan doesn't want such a good seedling to grow ruined.

Listening to the young man's illogical English and a few sentences in Chinese mixed in, Winston felt strange. He felt that the Chinese pronunciation sounded particularly comfortable and friendly.

He canceled his plan to stay up and read a book, got up and walked slowly towards the bedroom.

I used to be alone and couldn't fall asleep all the time. After a long time, I didn't want to sleep much.

And now...someone is with him.

Winston moved briskly.

Ye Yifan stayed outside for a while, and when he entered the bedroom through the door, he saw Winston lying on the bed after washing up.The child revealed a pair of eyes from under the quilt, staring blankly at the direction of the door, until seeing Ye Yifan floating in, his eyes suddenly brightened up, like a sea reflecting the starry sky.And when Ye Yifan wanted to see clearly, his blue eyes were covered by long eyelashes again.

Ye Yifan choked: Is this pretending to be asleep?

But he had excellent eyesight, and he could clearly see Winston's eyelashes one by one.Noticing that they were trembling slightly, Ye Yifan's heart softened piece by piece.

No matter how old you are, you are still just a child after all.

Perhaps he could lie in that bed?

As long as he thought about it, he probably wouldn't sink under the bed.As Ye Yifan thought about it, he landed on the big bed lightly like a feather - Winston only occupied a little bit, leaving a big space.

He thought he was already a soul body, so he didn't need to sleep.However, his consciousness gradually became exhausted, and finally he fell asleep unconsciously.

Winston opened his eyes slightly, and looked at the man who seemed so real—if his hand hadn't passed through him.

He subtly leaned against the soul body, feeling an indescribable sense of fullness, which made people want to sigh, cry and laugh.But he didn't take any action after all, thinking about the news in his mind, remembering that his fragility for a moment was all seen by this person.He thought that he was truly alone from this day on—even though he wasn't much better before... But how could such a person fall from the sky again?

Winston didn't want to think about Ye's origin, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and finally fell asleep.

……

Winston woke up very early, and he was relieved to see Ye who was still asleep beside him with his not yet clear eyes.

It's nice...not a dream.

Growing up so big, waking up for the first time, with someone by my side...

The child thought of something, and out of nowhere, he stretched out his hand to touch the face of the unconscious man-of course, he didn't touch anything.

His sky blue eyes dimmed, he withdrew his hand, and stared at the man blankly.

Not at all like a ghost, more like...an angel.

He kind of believed in the existence of God.

Appearing when he felt the world was collapsing, with tenderness all over his body, he really... subconsciously believed everything about that person, even if he didn't know everything about him.

God... is that so?

It makes people unable to raise the slightest sense of defense.

When Ye Yifan opened his eyes, the side was already empty.

He was numb for a while, and when all the memories came back, he bounced off the bed.Because of excessive force, it floated directly into the air.

Ye Yifan: "..." This really wasn't a dream.

So for the second time, he deeply and painfully accepted the cruel fact that he had been struck to death by lightning.

Ye Yifan floated out of the bedroom with a heavy heart, and saw Winston sitting at the desk and starting to read.

"Are you awake?" He raised his head, the sunlight from outside the window shone in, and his eyes shone with gentle light like the sky blue sea.

Ye Yifan choked for a moment, his tone didn't sound like that of a ten-year-old kid, too...why does he have the feeling of being teased?

Ye Yifan quickly slapped himself in the heart expressionlessly.

Then he nodded with a smile, and said, "I have a little foundation in English. I understand the basic grammar and spelling rules, but I can't speak English."

Winston also nodded in understanding, and replied: "Then talk to me more, you will be fine by listening and talking more."

Sure enough, learning spoken language is the same way...

Tears welled up in Ye Yifan's heart, but he didn't show it on his face: "Okay, when I speak fluently, I will teach you Chinese, but this may be difficult to learn."

"I know." There was a smile in Winston's eyes.

"..." Ye Yifan realized it, no wonder he had to teach him English first...

Wait, why doesn't he feel like an adult in front of such a brat?

"How old are you?"

"Nearly twelve," replied Winston, turning the pages of the book.

Ye Yifan: "..." Sure enough, it's bigger than I expected... Did I miss it?When I was 12 years old, I was at least a head taller than this kid, and I wasn't that thin, and the food here didn't cut corners, why...

He immediately remembered, Winston who only moved his chopsticks a few chopsticks in front of the banquet last night.

No wonder you grow taller after eating so little!

Ye Yifan didn't know what he was angry about.He thought that no matter what the child had gone through, he would watch him eat more now that he was guarding him.He is the best at dealing with children who don't like to eat hahaha...

"What's the matter with you?" Winston looked strangely at Ye Yifan whose expression changed a lot and finally froze on a smirk.

someone: "..."

The days that followed were peaceful and fulfilling.

As soon as Winston came across a book, he forgot to sleep and eat, often making Ye Yifan rush to eat or sleep.Winston planned to read the basic textbooks for learning Chinese first, and then let Ye teach him, it would be much more efficient.He found Ye Yifan a few books that suited him, and when he devoted himself to the books, he didn't forget to turn the pages for this person who couldn't touch the real thing from time to time.

In addition to reading and communicating, Ye Yifan would take Winston out for a walk every one or two hours, in the pretense of taking him to have a look.

Winston was awkward at first, as if he was not used to having people around him, but soon he got used to it, and the child's vitality gradually emerged.Ye Yifan was extremely pleased.

After a few months, Ye Yifan found that, except for the first day when he came here, he never saw more than five people.If you don't do it deliberately, you can't even see the individual at all.

Winston didn't care at all, he said that he had lived like this for so many years.Except for that time, only Ye Hui pulled himself out for a walk.

Ye Yifan: ... No wonder her face is as pale as a vampire.

The sun is not glaring, it is warm and comfortable on people's faces.Even if Ye Yifan is just a soul body, he can still feel the warmth that radiates to the depths of his soul.

The two walked very slowly, Ye Yifan looked around with his excellent eyesight; Winston sometimes looked at the scenery, but most of the time, his eyes still stayed on the young man, feeling a warm current flowing from him. The heart slowly flows out, flowing to the limbs and bones, which is actually more fulfilling than the sunshine.

Many years later, Winston realized that this warm feeling was called happiness.

The two of them walked to a relatively remote place this time. There were no conspicuous buildings and greenery, and there was a sense of desolation for no reason.

Ye Yifan saw a large expanse of green ocean not far away at a glance, shining warmly under the sunlight.

That is……

Ye Yifan flew over with one stride.

The distance is a bit far, but it doesn't exist for Ye Yifan.Like a flimsy piece of paper, he landed on the other side of the green sea in the blink of an eye.

It frightened Winston.

He ran to Ye Yifan's side and calmed down slightly.Seeing that someone's already somewhat transparent body has changed back, I was relieved.

Ye Yifan didn't notice the child's gloomy expression at all, but greeted him cheerfully: "Winston, come and take a look at this."

Winston took a deep breath, still walked towards him and knelt down, looking at the large expanse of green grass.

This green grass seems to be wild.But it is not necessarily a weed. Its stems are like purslane, and its green leaves are like clover leaves. The leaves are round and yellow-green, resembling cat's eyes.The five leaves on the stem head are divided in the middle, and the small stems are drawn in the middle and five branches are drawn. Each branch has light yellow-green flowers, which are neat and tidy, like a propped up umbrella, and like five neatly arranged clouds.The tender green color is really pleasing, with so many grasses together, it looks like gently fluctuating green clouds from a distance.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" The soul body stretched out its hand, passing through the grass as expected.He wasn't annoyed, he just stroked it vaguely, "This is called Zeqi, a kind of weed, but it's very beautiful. It's...it's the favorite of my most important person..."

Winston originally lowered his head, but immediately raised his head after hearing this, and looked at the young man with a sad expression on his face.

"My mother likes it the most. She thinks it is cute and easy to feed. She once planted a large area in front of the house and named it 'Yunyun'. Isn't it very childish?"

Winston shook his head slowly.

Ye Yifan smiled, "We grew up among the weeds since we were young, and we haven't liked other flowers and plants too much in all these years. I didn't expect there to be such a scale of lacquer here."

Ye Yifan didn't mention what happened later, nor did he explain why he suddenly became abnormal.Winston didn't pursue it, although he really wanted to know Ye Yifan's background and everything about him.

He wanted to say, if you like, we will plant it everywhere here in the future.

But he didn't say a word after all, he just thought about it and said another thing.

Winston took a deep breath, his voice a little hoarse: "When I was born, my mother died."

Ye Yifan looked at him suddenly.

Winston's next words were undoubtedly even more shocking: "My father hated me for twelve years because I killed my mother."

The child's face was still expressionless, but his hands were shaking slightly, as if hiding great pain.

"Then, what happened later?" Ye Yifan himself didn't feel how soft his voice was.

"He died later." Winston said indifferently, "On the day I first saw you...they didn't let me see him, so they took him away."

"them?"

"People from the Ritter family, his family."

So when he saw this child for the first time, was he going through that kind of sadness?

The author has something to say: the lacquer is beautiful, really!