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Now Yin Cheng is not easy to coax, he neither answers Fang Jiayu's words, nor allows Fang Jiayu to kiss him, but deliberately turns his head to miss Fang Jiayu's movements.

"I didn't know what happened to us until after your accident. I feel guilty and distressed, but more panic and helpless." Fang Jiayu said, "Because I don't know what I should do, I don't know what I should do. How to make up for you."

He paused, "I don't know if you like the me now or Fang Jiayu after you wake up."

"The difference between my Fang Jiayu and the 26-year-old Fang Jiayu is too great." After Fang Jiayu finished speaking, he found Yin Cheng looking at him.

The anger in Yin Cheng's heart disappeared long ago, he looked at Fang Jiayu and said, "Then don't, don't worry so much in the future, okay?"

He raised his hand to hug Fang Jiayu's arm, resting his head on Fang Jiayu's chest, "Because I, too, have struggled with such problems.

"I also thought about it, what if you like that little fool Yin Cheng instead of me now?"

"I, I like you all." He said: "No matter which one, which Fang Jiayu, I like them all. Because of him, they are all you."

Yin Cheng was a little anxious, he didn't know how to express his emotions, he stammered and said clumsily: "I, I like both."

"My Yin Cheng likes you."

"26-year-old Yin Cheng also likes you."

"So you, you don't think so anymore, okay?"

Fang Jiayu was silent for a while, and then he hugged Yin Cheng tightly, buried him on Yin Cheng's shoulder, and wrapped his arms around his waist with both hands, "Okay."

The two hugged each other and didn't speak for a long time.

"Are you still angry?" Fang Jiayu asked suddenly.

"..."

Yin Cheng lost his temper a long time ago.

He has always been like this in front of Fang Jiayu, even if he is really angry with Fang Jiayu, as long as Fang Jiayu subdues or explains, the anger in Yin Cheng's heart will quietly disappear.

"No, I'm not angry anymore."

Fang Jiayu said again: "Then can I kiss you?"

Yin Cheng swallowed his saliva, but did not answer his words.

"Huh?" Fang Jiayu has always been good at pushing an inch.

Yin Cheng turned his head to avoid his sight, "Yes."

Fang Jiayu stretched out his hand to touch it, and sure enough, Yin Cheng's cheeks started to feel hot.

He smiled softly, "It's not that I haven't kissed before, why are you suddenly shy?"

Yin Cheng was a little ashamed, he looked at Fang Jiayu, "You, leave me alone!"

"Don't worry, don't care." Fang Jiayu said, "If I don't care, some people will cry again."

He stretched out his hand and gently scratched the tip of Yin Cheng's nose, "I don't know who the crybaby is, almost cried in front of his parents."

"I, I didn't cry!" Yin Cheng denied, but he obviously endured it.

Fang Jiayu suppressed a smile, "I didn't say it was you, you idiot."

Yin Cheng stretched out his hand to push him, his face flushed, and Fang Jiayu kissed him in the next second.

Fang Jiayu quarreled with him for a while, then hugged him and said seriously, "Okay, I won't bother you anymore. When your injuries heal a bit, go back to City A, shall we?"

"Yeah." Yin Cheng leaned against him, leisurely dangling the other foot that wasn't cast.

Fang Jiayu kissed his slightly swollen lips lightly again, "Good boy."

Yin Cheng was teased by his new nickname and felt a little uncomfortable, but he still nestled quietly in Fang Jiayu's arms. He thought for a while, and then said: "Fang, Fang Jiayu, you, you have to go back to A City?"

"Ah."

Yin Cheng stuck his head out from his arms, "Then, why don't we go back together?"

"I still have work to do here, and I'm not sure when I can go to City A."

Besides, the places he will go to at that time are places that are easy to irritate Yin Cheng, such as his former home in City A, or the high school they are in.

Fang Jiayu didn't want to bring back Yin Cheng's sad memories.

He held Yin Cheng in his arms, "I will come to you when I arrive in City A."

"Then, what are you going to do in City A?" Yin Cheng asked, "I, I went back because I wanted to see a doctor. Then, what about you?"

Fang Jiayu hesitated for a while, and finally said frankly to him: "I want to go there and see if it reminds me of something."

Yin Cheng's breathing gradually accelerated, and the hand around Fang Jiayu's arm gradually tightened. He looked up at Fang Jiayu, his eyes were a little flustered, and his expression was a little puzzled, "Why, why?"

"Actually, it's okay, it doesn't need to be like this... We, aren't we together now? Why, why do we have to go to those places again?" Yin Cheng asked, "No, don't go, okay? Those, those places are not good, no good…"

It's been eight years, it's been so long, and Yin Cheng's reaction to this matter is still so great.

Fang Jiayu felt Yin Cheng's fear and panic. He comforted the person in his arms softly, "It's okay, Xiao Cheng."

Yin Cheng trembled in his arms, "I...I'm afraid, you, don't go, Fang Jiayu..."

"Baby, baby, look at me, don't you think I'm fine now? It's okay, trust me, okay?" Fang Jiayu took away the wetness from the corner of Yin Cheng's eyes, "Nothing will happen, trust me, Xiaocheng."

"I think about those things about us." He lowered his head and put his forehead against Yin Cheng's, and said softly, "Those memories are too precious to me, and I want to get them back."

"It'll be fine, I promise you, okay?"

The sensitive and fragile lover in this matter was gradually comforted, and he leaned weakly in Fang Jiayu's arms, with his hands tightly around his neck.

"Don't, don't leave me..." Yin Cheng said softly, "Fang Jiayu, let's not, don't separate."

"No, we will always be together forever."

...

Yin Cheng was still staying at Fang Jiayu's house temporarily, Xie Qiyu stayed to take care of him, and Yin Wenzhuo had to leave because of work.

Yin Cheng's always introverted father found Yin Cheng this time, "Cheng Cheng, if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell your mother and Fang Jiayu immediately."

Yin Cheng nodded, "I know, I get it, Dad."

Yin Wenzhuo rubbed his hair, and smiled rarely, "Okay, then dad is gone." After speaking, he turned to leave.

Yin Cheng suddenly saw the white hair on Yin Wenzhuo's head, "Dad!"

Yin Wenzhuo stopped in his tracks, "What's wrong?"

"Dad...thank you, thank you." Yin Cheng swallowed his throat and suppressed the choking, "I'm sorry."

"..." Yin Wenzhuo was stunned for a long time, and then he said: "Silly boy, what are you talking about." Then he pretended to be in a hurry, and left in disorderly steps.

Yin Cheng stayed alone in the room for a long time.

Fang Jiayu opened the door and entered, and sat down beside Yin Cheng.

"I, I'm so sorry for them."

"I, I'm an unfilial son." Yin Cheng said, "Obviously other parents are traveling all over the world at this time, but they still worry about me."

"I, my dad, all have gray hair, but, but I still need their care, and I need them to go to work."

Yin Cheng lived in a daze for eight years. During these eight years, he lived in his own world, ignoring the tears from his mother and the cigarette butts left by Yin Wenzhuo.

His parents never complained about this, and they didn't even show anger when Yin Cheng refused to treat him.It seems that when facing Yin Cheng, Xie Qiyu and Yin Wenzhuo always have infinite energy and patience.

When he saw Yin Wenzhuo's white hair behind his ears, Yin Cheng realized that his parents were getting old, and it was at that time that he realized his negligence as a child.

With red eyes, he choked up and said self-blaming words, "I live too, too selfishly..."

"Cheng Cheng." Fang Jiayu woke him up from the infinite self-blame, "It's still too late, it's still too late."

He put his arms around Yin Cheng's shoulders, comforting the anxious people around him, "Let's take it step by step, shall we?"

Yin Cheng nodded, responded with a nasal tone, and then began to restrain his emotions silently.

The first thing he has to do now is to cure his illness, whether it is physically or mentally.

Fang Jiayu didn't speak any more, just sat quietly aside, occasionally raising his hand to toss Yin Cheng's hair.

"Let's go down, let's go down? Otherwise, mom should, should be worried." Yin Cheng touched his face, then looked up at him.

"it is good."

Yin Cheng lay on Fang Jiayu's back, with his arms around Fang Jiayu's neck, "Fang, Fang Jiayu, I'd better move to the first floor."

Fang Jiayu turned his head, "Why?"

Yin Cheng picked his fingers, "You always carry me up and down the stairs like this, it's troublesome."

He said: "And I, I feel very inconvenient, obviously there is a wheelchair, it is enough."

Fang Jiayu thought about it, "Okay, then move the things to the first floor."

Yin Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, but was a little nervous.

He has been sleeping with Fang Jiayu since he ran to Fang Jiayu's house, and now he is sleeping alone suddenly, he will definitely not be used to it.

When he went downstairs, Fang Jiayu helped him sit in the wheelchair.

Yin Cheng looked at his foot in plaster, and he looked up at Fang Jiayu, "Well, how long will it take to remove this?"

"There are still three weeks at least, and I have to go to the hospital to see what the doctor said."

Yin Cheng curled his lips in dissatisfaction when he heard the answer.

Fang Jiayu tapped his head, "Be careful when you walk in the future."

When they walked to the dining room, Xie Qiyu was still busy in the kitchen.

"I'll go take a look." Fang Jiayu said, and then went into the kitchen to help.

"Auntie."

Xie Qiyu wiped her face in a panic when she heard Fang Jiayu's voice, then turned around after taking a deep breath, "Hey, let's go, it's time to eat."

Seeing her reddish eyes, Fang Jiayu opened his mouth, but still didn't ask anything.

"Okay, then I'll take the soup out, Auntie, come quickly too." He walked out with the soup, leaving Xie Qiyu his own space.

"Xiaocheng, it's time to eat." Fang Jiayu's voice came to the kitchen, "Auntie still has some things to pack, and she will come out soon."

Xie Qiyu recalled what Yin Cheng said just now at the door of the master bedroom, and felt a surge of emotion in her heart, but then she wiped the corners of her eyes, adjusted her emotions, and then walked out.

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