Meng Ting looked at Uncle Wen’s back. In hindsight, he realized that his reaction was a little too much. He lowered his head to withdraw from Yan Sui’s arms but found that he was still holding him tightly.
“Why are you here?”
“Were you sick?”
The two people’s voices almost overlapped. Yan Sui didn’t wait for Meng Ting to answer. He hugged the person and continued to walk to Meng Ting’s room, and Meng Ting was also obediently being taken along. Originally, he didn’t think that his illness was a big deal, but Yan Sui’s serious look made him feel that he must have done something wrong.
“I got caught in the rain while running this morning. I’ll be fine after a nap.”
But he had actually slept for more than one night. The sleep quality was rather poor and could not achieve the rest effect he wanted. Instead, it made his condition a little worse. However, Meng Ting didn’t have such self-consciousness. He hadn’t realized that he was no longer the same as when he was seventeen or eighteen years old.
“Have you eaten?”
Yan Sui held Meng Ting in his arms and sat down on the sofa in front of the bed, then frowned and asked again.
“Yes, I ate everything you had sent.” Even though he was feeling somewhat unable to eat, he still ate it all.
“Um,” Yan Sui’s expression softened slightly, and he continued to ask, “Have you taken your medicine?”
This time, Meng Ting was silent. If Meng Qi asked him this question, he would definitely not answer it, but this was Yan Sui asking him, and he didn’t want to lie to him.
“I can’t take medicine,” Meng Ting’s lowered eyes revealed a slight panic. His hand that was gripping Yan Sui’s shirt, quietly clenched harder, “I can’t help but eat a lot, a lot…”
Yan Sui’s expression froze, even his body was extremely stiff at this moment, but it was only for a moment. Meng Ting didn’t notice it at all. He returned to normal. He continued to hold Meng Ting’s waist with one hand and raised his other hand to lift his chin.
“When did this happen?”
Yan Sui still tried his best to control his tone at this time, but the words that came out were still cold and hard.
However, Meng Ting didn’t feel much about this coldness. He raised his head and thought for a while before replying to Yan Sui, “Eight years ago.”
“Yan Sui, I’m fine without taking medicine, really,” he leaned forward, put his hands around Yan Sui’s shoulders, and buried his head on the side of his neck. And there was a slight tremor in his body that he didn’t even notice, “I’m already fine, really.”
The price is that he can no longer touch anything pill-like anymore. It’s not that he can’t control himself from taking too many pills, but the process of taking them is already a kind of torture for him.
He has too many problems, so many that even he despises himself.
How could he be so, so terrible? With such a past, how could he have ever wanted to become better? He had been irredeemably bad from a very, very long time ago, from the very core.
Yan Sui hugged Meng Ting back, very tightly. Eight years ago, Meng Ting was less than ten years old. Even in ancient times, he was a child who didn’t know anything, let alone now… Meng Ting has grown up to this point, and the things that happened to him is probably much more serious than what he originally guessed.
The orphanage, the Meng family, and even his maternal grandmother had to be re-investigated.
“Why did you eat medicine?” Yan Sui asked, stroking his back with his palms so that perhaps it would make him feel better.
“If you don’t want to talk about it, then don’t.”
The extent to which he easily be soft-hearted towards Meng Ting already exceeded his expectations.
Meng Ting continued to wrap his hands around Yan Sui’s neck, resting his face on his shoulder. He couldn’t help but rub against the person again. Only then did he speak, “There was a time when grandma and I were not in good health. We often got sick. We had a lot of medicine at home…”
“I always get hungry easily. I thought I was sick, so I took a lot of medicine…”
Meng Ting shot a glance at Yan Sui and saw that he didn’t show any disdain. He quietly breathed a sigh of relief, “Later, I found out that it was useless, so I stopped eating it.”
“How long have you been taking it?” Yan Sui’s expression turned even colder. What does it mean to be always hungry… Meng Ting was so hungry that he ate medicine as food!
Meng Ting was silent for a while before answering him, “I don’t quite remember…I really didn’t eat it after that.”
His gaze wavered, he was extremely uneasy, but the next moment he hugged Yan Sui’s neck even more tightly, “You said you’d watch over me, I’ve already believed it. You can’t go back on your word.”
Of course, even if Yan Sui goes back on his word, he doesn’t know what he can do. Beat him? He shouldn’t, he couldn’t beat him either. He didn’t seem to have the capital to retain the person.
“Pack up your things. Starting today, you will live with me.”
He was no longer at ease about putting Meng Ting in the Meng family. They were going to be living together for more than ten days, so it wouldn’t hurt to do it earlier.
Meng Ting could definitely understand such simple words with clear directions, but he didn’t immediately follow Yan Sui’s words. He was stunned for a long time and then slightly let go of the hand holding Yan Sui. He raised his face and looked at Yan Sui very seriously. His eyes shook with a little joy and uncertainty.
“Yan Sui, I seemed to like you even more.”
Yan Sui’s heart warmed up a bit when he heard this, but he was still vaguely dissatisfied with Meng Ting’s ‘seemed’. Meng Ting liked him very much; there was nothing ‘seemed’ about it. However, even though he thought so, he didn’t open his mouth to correct him.
Meng Ting lingered on Yan Sui’s body for a long time before getting up to pack up.
In fact, there was nothing to be packed. He originally came to the Meng’s residence alone, and he only had a few extra clothes in these days. No, there was also an extra mobile phone that Yan Sui had given to him, which already belonged to him.
Yan Sui looked at his only luggage and didn’t open his mouth to ask anything, he walked over and held Meng Ting’s hand, “Let’s go.”
Meng Ting was being held by the hand, and the intense tension drumming in his heart still failed to subside.
Could he really leave the Meng family? Was he going to leave the Meng family soon? If this was a dream, it must be the most beautiful dream he had ever had.
Yan Sui turned his head and looked at Meng Ting for a while, then took off his suit jacket and put it on Meng Ting, “Put it on, don’t get cold again.”
Meng Ting nodded and put it on as instructed.
Meng Ting is 1.76 meters tall, but Yan Sui is 1.□□ meter tall. The clothes are naturally a bit too big for Meng Ting, especially the sleeves. Half of his hands are buried in it and can’t be seen.
Meng Ting deliberately rolled up his sleeves to reveal his hands. Then he took the initiative to hold Yan Sui’s hand. He liked being held by Yan Sui and he also liked holding him.
Secretary Wang, Wang Feng, negotiated with Uncle Wen in the living room for a while. But he got the ID card and household registration book that Meng Ting had just completed in the morning. By the way, he also learned that Meng Ting had an additional coffee shop and restaurant under his name.
Yan Sui looked at Meng Ting beside him, “You sit here for a while, I’ll go talk to Grandpa Meng for a while. I’ll be back soon.”
“Okay,” Meng Ting nodded obediently. He knew that Yan Sui was going to talk about taking him to live at the Yan’s residence.
In his heart, he was very willing to believe in Yan Sui, but he still had some uncontrollable doubts and worries about whether he could take him away now. It must be known that this was something he could not do in his previous life until his death.
Meng Ting’s face was abnormally flushed, and he was wearing Yan Sui’s suit jacket. The time they spend in the room together couldn’t be considered short either. Meng Ting looked at Yan Sui’s back with such earnest eyes. At this moment, Uncle Wen and Wang Feng both thought too much1T/N: As in, they thought YS & MT was doing something improper or unsuitable for the underage..
“Ahem,” Wang Feng let out a sound. Wang Feng averted his eyes from Meng Ting. His boss shouldn’t be so beastly as to lay hands on a minor.
Although the age on the ID card and household registration book has been changed, it still cannot change the fact that Meng Ting is still under 18 years old.
“Can I have a glass of water?” When Wang Feng coughed, Meng Ting also felt that his throat was uncomfortable, and his voice was a little hoarse when he spoke. Even Wang Feng, who was willing to firmly believe in Yan Sui’s principles, was also shaken.
Uncle Wen waved his hand, and a maid brought a glass of warm water. Meng Ting took a sip of it gently, and then he gulped it down.
When Old Master Meng heard about Yan Sui’s decision to take Meng Ting away in advance, he was surprised for a while, but in the end, he allowed it. There was no point in Meng Ting staying at Meng’s residence for more than ten days. On the contrary, Yan Sui showed a special interest in Meng Ting, which surprised him very much.
He thought that if Meng Ting was married to him, just being ignored by Yan Sui would already be considered to have a good life. But he didn’t expect that this problematic grandson would not only catch He Wan’s eye, but also seem to catch Yan Sui’s eye as well.
Of course, Yan Sui has been able to firmly hold the position of the Yan family’s patriarch over the years, so he doesn’t dare to underestimate him. What kind of plan the mother and son are playing cannot be said at the moment.
“That’s fine,” Old Master Meng nodded. He looked at Yan Sui and smiled, “Bring Meng Ting back to visit me often in the future.”
Yan Sui’s expression still had the same indifferent look, but it was also relaxed, “Yes, we will come back often.”
The two chatted for a few more words, and then Old Master Meng got up and sent Yan Sui out. As they appeared in the hall, everyone looked over.
Feng Zejiao and Li Yifei were also there. Each of them asked Meng Ting for a long time but didn’t get anything out of him. It was Uncle Wen who opened his mouth and explained it to them for a while.
“There’s no need to see me out, I’ll take Meng Ting with me.”
Old Master Meng smiled and then looked at Meng Ting. This was the first time he had seen Meng Ting so carefully. He had fair skin and picturesque features. Among his grandchildren, Meng Ting was indeed the most outstanding in appearance.
“Have a good life with Yan Sui from now on, and don’t cause trouble.”
When Old Master Meng was speaking, Yan Sui had already walked to Meng Ting’s side. The two looked at each other, and Meng Ting’s heart finally calmed down. He looked at Old Master Meng and bowed lightly, but did not respond to his words.
“Take care.”
In the future, even if he couldn’t live with Yan Sui anymore, he definitely wouldn’t come back to the Meng family.
“Let’s go.” Meng Ting turned around, smiling at Yan Sui, and reached out with both hands to firmly hold his hand.
Yan Sui was the brightest and most brilliant sunshine in his otherwise dim and lifeless existence, the only sunshine that he could ever grasp.
Yan Sui turned around and nodded gently to Old Master Meng and the others, and then led Meng Ting out. Wang Feng took Meng Ting’s luggage and followed them a few steps behind.
“I’ll have a good life with you,” Meng Ting felt that it was meaningless to say this to Old Master Meng, but it was necessary to say it to Yan Sui. It was he and Yan Sui who were living their lives.
“Also, I won’t cause trouble.” Meng Ting thought that most of the time, he was still very peaceful, “I’ll be obedient and listen to you.”
Yan Sui glanced at Meng Ting, then reached out to touch his forehead. The fever had not subsided. He switched the hand Meng Ting was holding, and the hand that was originally holding him directly embraced Meng Ting, almost half hugging him in his arms.
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