If you hadn't come, how old would you make me

Chapter 30

This is an old door, the metal color of the two knockers on the door panel has faded, Ye Yizhen hesitated before knocking on the door.After a while, someone came to answer the door. It was an old man in simple clothes. He opened the door with his eyelids downcast, but the moment he saw Ye Yizhen, he couldn't help showing a surprised expression.

"Ye, Mr. Ye?"

Ye Yizhen smiled and brought Wen Ran forward: "It's me, Uncle Zhao."

The person called Uncle Zhao looked at Wen Ran with a slight smile, hurriedly opened the door wide, and welcomed them over: "It's a coincidence, you usually come here years ago, I think you haven't come at this time today, and you are going back to your hometown Let’s go to my hometown, I’ve even packed my luggage, and you’re here.” While speaking, Uncle Zhao led them into the living room and opened the curtains of the living room.

"I was negligent, I should have called in advance." Ye Yizhen said.

As soon as the curtains were drawn, the room became much brighter.It was only then that Wen Ran saw the furnishings in the house clearly. The half-old furniture was simply displayed, and it could be seen that it was a bit old, but it was often taken care of by people, and it still looked intact.However, as soon as little Wen walked in, he felt like he had traveled back to the old times, and the room was full of vicissitudes.Professor Wen Ran Lala's coat: "Miss Ye, where is it?"

Ye Yizhen looked back with a chuckle, looked up again, and said, "This is the house I lived in before I was six years old."

Before six years old?so long ago? !Her eyes widened in disbelief.

Uncle Zhao took off the coat he was wearing and said with a smile, "Mr. Ye, take a look around first. I'll turn on the stove and boil some hot water."

"Excuse me, Uncle Zhao." Ye Yizhen nodded slightly, and then stretched out his hand to Wen Ran: "Would you like to go upstairs and have a look?"

"En." Wen Ran followed.

Shiqiao Town is not too close to City B, they drove for nearly a day to get here.In Wen Ran's view, this is a house in a small southern town, full of tranquility and elegance.Looking at the colorful paintings on the wall, she couldn't believe it. This was the home he lived in before he was six years old?
"Very beautiful." After a long while, Wen Ran sighed, then turned to look at the man who was following behind her, "Miss Ye, have you lived here for six years?"

"Yeah." He held her fingertips and walked towards a room.Every room here is kept clean, presumably thanks to Uncle Zhao, Wen Ran touched the quilt on the bed, it was thick and soft, she couldn't help but want to lie down on it.

"This is the room I lived in when I was a child." After speaking, Wen Ran looked up in surprise and looked around.Ye Yizhen slightly curled his lips and said, "It's also the room where you sleep tonight."

Is there any relationship between the two?Wen Ran slandered inwardly, but couldn't help but blushed.

The dinner was prepared by Uncle Zhao, this old man with a kind face cooked good dishes, light and delicious, very good for dinner.Wen Ran sat aside with a bowl in his hand and ate slowly, listening to the conversation between Uncle Zhao and Ye Yizhen.

"Mr. Ye, how many days are you going to stay here this time?"

"It won't be too long. If you are ready, you can go home. I can do it by myself here." While talking, he picked up another chopstick and dropped it into Wen Ran's bowl. Seeing her eating happily, he put it down slightly Heart.Before coming here, Professor Ye was worried that someone who was used to northern food would not be satisfied with his stomach.

"Oh." Uncle Zhao nodded, "Then you have already come, is there still no movement over there?"

Ye Yizhen smiled slightly: "How could it be, maybe I will kill you tomorrow."

The two looked at each other and smiled again, Wen Ran raised his head and looked at the two of them curiously.Ye Yizhen stroked her hair, and said gently, "Go to bed early after eating, and have a bedtime story."

Wen Ran: "..."

Wen Ran also has dignity. It’s not that you can follow the hair if you want to, and you can talk about Alibaba if you want to talk about Alibaba.Therefore, the bedtime story that night was changed from Ali Baba to "Professor Ye's Autobiography - Before the Age of Six" under the protest of Wen.

Ye Yizhen was leaning on the bed, looking at someone with only two eyes exposed, with a helpless smile: "What do you want to know?"

Wen Ran blinked: "Think about it all."

Professor Ye glanced at her: "If you have read the top post on BBS of University B, you should know everything you need to know."

Wen Ran felt a little guilty at this glance, shrank his head, and said, "I want to hear from you."

Professor Ye sighed, put down the book in his hand, and clasped her waist from the quilt calmly, Wen Ran was so frightened that he dared not move.This person is very dangerous at the moment, so dangerous that he may kiss her anytime, anywhere!As soon as this thought flashed across, Wen Ran immediately closed her eyes in fright——

After a while, the imagined scene didn't happen, but the aura of the person above his head became more and more wrong. After a while, the top of his head said lightly: "Wen Ran, open your eyes."

With a swipe, the two eyes opened again, and they blinked a few times, which seemed to be flattering.Ye Yizhen thought of the kitten at home almost at the same time, Duoduo.This person and cat made a mistake and the attitude of admitting it was so sincere that he couldn't bear to blame him, so he looked down at her, raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly: "This story is a bit long, if I want to tell it, I have to ask for something return."

Wen Ran flinched, and Professor Ye immediately declared: "Don't worry, it won't be too much."

In fact, after reading the post of the fleshy Ye Yizhen on the BBS, Wen Ran had a general understanding of his affairs, including his mother.Xiaosan is in the top position, this word has always shocked her, but now, listening to him say it, it is so calm and calm.

"Yes, when the old man met my mother, he did have a family."

Wen Ran raised her head and listened carefully to what he said.

"Mother knows, but neither of them can quit." He smoothed her messy hair, and pressed his chin against her soft heart. "Later, the old man divorced, and the two of them were together."

"Then, then..."

"Later?" He smiled lightly, even with a slight tremor in his chest, "Later my mother died early."

"How come?!" Wen Ran couldn't help being surprised.

"At that time, I was studying abroad, and I received a call from China saying that my mother had passed away. The doctor said that my mother was too worried, depressed and hurt her body. In addition, my foundation was poor, so I couldn't survive this catastrophe." He paused, Then he continued, "I think that's it."

At that time, he was young, and when he was sent abroad to study by his father, he was impatient and wanted to return to China. When he received the sad news of his mother's death, he was completely stunned.Three days, three days after receiving the bad news, he returned to China. No one knows what this young man thought and did during these three days. What he left to others has always been a calm and unhurried side.Only he himself knew what he was thinking while holding his mother's urn in his hand, and he didn't know what gave his mother so much strength to pursue an unpopular love.This weak woman only knows that love can bear sweet fruits, but she doesn't know that love may become poisonous wine at any time, but the bad thing is that your only choice is to drink poison to quench your thirst.

After a moment of silence, Wen Ran spoke with a hoarse voice: "Auntie, have you ever regretted it?"

He paused, then smiled: "Would it be too much if I said no?"

She froze, and immediately heard the bitterness in his words.Even in a strong and domineering, perfect man, there will be a soft place in his heart that cannot be easily touched, because it is full of his fragility.But now, Wen Ran felt as if she had touched the inner core, a soft piece, but it hurt like a needle prick.

She shook her head with red eyes and whispered, "No."

"Ok?"

He lowered his head to stare at her, but unexpectedly saw her raise her head, her small, red lips leaned towards him, and in the next second, a soft feeling stuck to her lips.He was taken aback for a moment, and immediately took the initiative, grabbed her waist, and sucked a deep kiss.Ye Yizhen bit her thin lips lightly, Wen Ran cried out in pain, and lost every inch of land, so he had to face up to accept his kiss.Different from before, Wen Ran seemed to be able to feel all his emotions bursting out at this moment, deeply she was almost unable to resist, just when she thought things were going to get out of control, Ye Yizhen let go of her, her forehead touched, lingering.

"Wen Ran, is this how the teacher taught you to express sympathy?" His voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't let go of his hand around her waist.He didn't want to let it go, because the feeling of being so close made him feel very comfortable, but he had to let it go, because he was afraid of frightening her, her breathing was so tight that he didn't dare to take a step further, for fear that a certain child would faint like this.

"It's not sympathy!" Wen Ran hurriedly yelled, with an expression of misunderstood grievance.

Ye Yizhen smiled lowly and let her go: "Okay, go to bed. The bedtime story is over."

In fact, he didn't care what it was, he just warned himself that it was not enough now, she hadn't fully adapted to him yet.But classmate Wen Ran didn't know about this kind of thinking, so he hugged the quilt depressed and shrank in, his little heart beating non-stop.What kept rolling in her mind was this sentence: Her first unsolicited kiss was rejected, rejected, sad!
Waking up the next day, Wen Ran looked in the mirror and saw panda eyes again. Fortunately, there was no one in the room, so she slipped downstairs and washed her face with water indiscriminately.

Uncle Zhao added hot water for her and said, "Little girl just came here yesterday, didn't she sleep well?"

"Well, um." Wen Ran replied vaguely, covering her eyes with a towel.

"Hehe, this house is old, and people don't often come to live in it. Mr. Ye has never brought others here."

"Yes, is it?" Wen Ran blushed and stammered, and quickly changed the subject, "How long have you been working here, Uncle Zhao?"

Uncle Zhao smiled: "It's been a long time. My hometown is in the countryside, and I'm a neighbor to Mr. Ye's mother. Later, his mother hasn't seen each other since she left her hometown. It was Mr. Ye who asked me to come and take care of the house."

"Well, what about others?" Wen Ran glanced around, but saw no one.

"He said he was going out for a walk, and he should be back soon." After pouring out the water, Uncle Zhao went to the kitchen to cook, and Wen Ran carefully covered his eyes with a towel.

After a while, Wen Ran heard the sound of a car horn coming from outside, curiously poked his head around, and saw a stranger by accident.It was a middle-aged woman with meticulously done hair and a dark shawl on her body. She looked very elegant and had a similar temperament to her mother.

She forgot to move for a moment, and the middle-aged woman saw her as soon as she pushed the door open and smiled at her.Wen Ran timidly responded until she saw the tall figure behind the middle-aged woman—Ye Yizhen.

He bent down to put down his luggage, and introduced to the middle-aged woman: "Auntie, this is Wen Ran."

The middle-aged woman smiled and extended her hand to Wen Ran: "Hello, kid."

Wen Ran was stunned for a second, raised his eyes, glared at someone, and stretched out his hand under his smiling gaze: "Hello."

(End of this chapter)