Knowing that he could not bring a sense of security to his loved ones and those around him, and his failure in this regard, Yun was sincerely aware of his mistakes.
But now the most important and priority is this person who still continues to cry as if he was at his funeral. He had a headache, and Yun, being more of an activist than speaking, silenced him with direct action.
Nanren paused, staring blankly at the person kissing her, and then opened her mouth to answer. He obviously forgot to cry, he attacked directly...
***
The returning Hofan just wanted to confirm one last thing with Yun. But he did not expect that he would inadvertently hit a scene like this. He felt his brain freeze, the law rushing upwards, his forehead wrinkled and exploded directly before he could react.
"Yun! You depraved boy! Stop bullying the poor fellow!"
God knows how crazy he felt when he saw this scene and confirmed his thoughts 100 percent.
Seeing Yun oppressing the boy, the boy slumped weakly on the bed, crying tremblingly, unable to even answer, he reacted and was already in front of Nanren, blocking Yun.
Yun "..."
"You scumbag! I can't have grandchildren like you, you keep hurting this kid!" Hofan was inexplicably guilty, wolf like Yun
he had placed someone as docile as a lamb next to a temperamental person, and in general everything seemed to be the fault of the front. But it seemed as if something was wrong... She doubted for a moment, looked into Nanren's face, and then mocked her suspicion. Really!
The more he looked at a boy and his downcast expression, but also at his filthy grandson and that expression that seemed flatter than anything else, he felt more confident. Nanren, who looked embarrassed, was too timid to react, and Yun, who was stunned, was clearly perceived as a reckless scumbag.
Hofan was even more guilty.
This child was adopted by Nanren front. He was still in contact with his family and what to tell them now?! The poor boy had been hurt by his bad grandson, and Hofan didn't know how to make up for it in his heart.
With a distorted expression, Hofan finally couldn't help but strike his grandson a hard blow with his cane. Yun lightly avoided it, then looked at this scene even more mutely.
He wanted to ask, grandfather, are you really my grandfather?
And the more she looked at the person behind her, the embarrassing expression of being caught like a new bride, the quieter she felt, the more she finally really wanted to ask.
Where is the world going?
This direction seemed clearly wrong..!
But inexplicably, she's being dragged along too, and she can't help but get carried away.
After being harshly learned by Hofan, Hofan wandered between the two of them, somewhat stiffly, finally leaving a single sentence, his piercing and burning eyes fixed on his face.
"Be nice to him or don't expect to escape my cane!"
Nanren was stunned, and his eyes couldn't help getting wet again as he stared at the parting ridge.
Although this is clearly his fault...
Oh, don't think about it now, his demeanor was obviously...acceptable! Before Nanren could rejoice at this, he saw the person with a darkened expression. She glared at him and finally opened her mouth.
"I don't think you deserve me if I'm such a scumbag." Nanren's heart tightened and she firmly refused, standing up quickly.
"No, how come!"
The hidden pity and indulgence in his tone made Yun look stunned as if he had hit him hard in the heart, and averted his eyes.
He could have just said "fine" calmly.
After a pause, he spoke.
"Well, I promise this will never happen again." Yun squinted with mixed feelings, feeling her restless mood even as she consoled him.
This is the first time she has such a direct sense of caring and clearly feels that she is enjoying it. It's as if the emptiness inside was suddenly filled with honey and sweetness.
Once you get used to it, you will become addicted and continue knowing that it is poison.
It obviously only seemed like a short time, but Yun seemed to have gotten used to it already.
-To be continued-