Yan Hui sighed. He had been focusing on one person for the rest of his life. He was overly familiar with her words and deeds. Whatever Nian Jinshu was thinking, his mind was like a mirror.

"Nian Jinshu, don't..." Before he could finish his cruel words, Nian Jinshu suddenly turned around, hugged his waist, and buried his face in his waist.

Yan Hui, "..."

She wrapped her hands around his waist and pressed them against his waist and abdomen in a nostalgic manner. Above her, she could hear his uncontrollable heartbeat. It had been ten years since she had been to the Evernight City.

It has been ten years since I took the initiative to hug him.

It's too late to avoid a snake and scorpion, so how can it get closer!

Yanhui's fingers trembled slightly, wanting to touch her bun, but he was timid. His inner struggle was like sea water flying around, covering the sky. The person he cherished the most was right in front of him, but he didn't dare to stretch out his hand.

It’s hard to tell lies, so how do you tell the truth?

Nian Jinshu found peace in his heart. Holding him in his arms, he felt the familiar peace and love from his childhood. He said sorry over and over in his heart, but could never say it out loud.

They have been fighting each other for so many years, and it is hard to say sorry and difficult to cover up.

"Jin Shu, what Young Master Feng said in the ice wall back then was the truth and there was no deception. I had the intention to save you at that time, but I was too young." Yan Hui did not want her to get entangled in the past, and she was bent on feeling guilty and carrying her sins.

"I was too young at the time and was no match for the Soul-Eating Spirit, so I was powerless."

He chuckled and stroked her hair gently, "Don't be moved by yourself, or I will laugh at you."

Nian Jinshu pushed him away gently, his eyes calm, "Then why do you hate me so much after you stepped out of the ice wall?"

"Why?" Yan Hui walked to the table and poured a cup of tea. The tea was already cold, but he didn't mind at all. He poured it down his throat. The cold tea was bitter, just like his mood.

"My father died and my cultivation was gone. I was in a bad mood during that time, and you...were very annoying." Yan Hui said, "You always smiled in front of my eyes. I felt it was very annoying. There was also a feeling in my heart.

My butt is unbalanced, why not you, why me? I was jealous, regretful, and couldn't see any laughter. At that time, I was completely despairing, but you and Xue Lan were flying a kite in my yard, laughing so dazzlingly, and even asked Xue Lan to give it to you

I'm not happy with the inscription on the kite."

"I just want to make you happy." Nian Jinshu's eyes turned red again, and his voice was soft and aggrieved. She was only five years old that year, and she knew that Yan Hui was disheartened.

He locked himself in the hospital for ten days, ignoring no one and not eating. Mrs. Yan was seriously ill and was in chaos all night. She sang and coaxed him outside his door, but he told her to get out.

She bought him something he liked to eat, but he threw it away.

She tried every means to make him happy, but he became more and more silent and decadent.

She thought of kites.

One time, Yan Hui flew a kite with her. He laughed very happily and liked kites very much, so she bought a kite and asked Xue Lan to fly it with her. The kite also wrote "Brother Yan Hui, I will always accompany you."

Who knew that Yan Hui was so angry that the kite was torn to pieces. Her eldest brother always thought her handwriting was ugly. In order to write this sentence, she practiced calligraphy for several days and developed a beautiful thin gold body.

Nian Jinshu was so aggrieved that his voice was almost choked in his throat, "That was written by me."

Yan Hui's eyes dimmed, and he suppressed his heartache, "It's not important anymore."

It's been ten years and it doesn't matter anymore.

Nian Jinshu wiped away his tears and said, "Just because of this, you hate me?"

Yan Hui hummed vaguely, and Nian Jinshu laughed, "I'm sorry, I didn't care about your mood back then. Xue Lan and I didn't intentionally laugh in front of you."

She laughed at herself, "If I had known that you would hate me for this, I would have cried with you outside the door from dawn to dusk."

Yan Hui, "..."

The more we talk about the past, the easier it is to reveal the truth. Yan Hui said, "I don't like to look back on the past."

"I don't like it either." Nian Jinshu's voice was still choked with sobs. If it weren't for growing up too hard, who would like to reminisce about the past.
Chapter completed!