PPS Chapter 153

Chapter 153: Going Home

“Snail Prince” Gu Yusen had prepared breakfast for Chu Zhaoyi, neatly arranged on the small dining table.

The twelve-year-old Gu Yusen bustled around, following behind the Snail Prince, unable to do much but grandly proclaiming himself the supervisor.

Relying on Chu Zhaoyi not being able to hear him, he constantly nagged from behind. Chu Zhaoyi found it amusing, his gaze following the two of them, his eyes full of smiles.

Occasionally, he would mutter a few words to the air, as if he were communicating with someone.

Gu Yusen probably realized that the imagined version of himself in Chu Zhaoyi’s mind must be by his side, otherwise, the current Chu Zhaoyi wouldn’t be looking at him and smiling.

There wasn’t even time to be cautious.

A few minutes later, everything was tidied up.

Chu Zhaoyi sat by the bed, looking at the neatly arranged breakfast on the small dining table.

The twelve-year-old Gu Yusen kept urging him from the side, squatting by the table, drooling: “Little beggar, hurry up and eat, it won’t taste good when it’s cold!”

Only then did Chu Zhaoyi slowly reach out, pick up a steamed bun, and start eating, his eyes occasionally glancing at the “Snail Prince”.

The savory juice exploded on his tongue, the familiar taste spreading in his mouth. Chu Zhaoyi looked at the bun in his hand with confusion, blinking his eyes. In the Chu family, his food was all provided by Li Yurong, so naturally, there was nothing good. In his memory, meat buns like this didn’t even exist.

Where did this familiarity come from?

He realized that everything since he woke up revealed a sense of strangeness…

Why would he appear here? Who exactly was this so-called Snail Prince? How did he get the injuries on his body?

After finishing breakfast, Gu Yusen cleaned up the dishes and softly said to Chu Zhaoyi, “Ayi, how about we go back to A City today? There are familiar places there.”

Chu Zhaoyi frowned slightly, instinctively looking at the twelve-year-old Gu Yusen.

The twelve-year-old Gu Yusen tilted his head, thinking for a moment, and said, “A City? Isn’t that our home? So we weren’t in A City! Then will you be sent back to the Chu family? I hate those two old things, Li Yurong and Chu Yu.”

His tone couldn’t hide his disgust.

Perhaps knowing what Chu Zhaoyi was thinking, Gu Yusen preemptively said, “Not going back to the Chu family.”

Hearing this, Chu Zhaoyi nodded. He also didn’t want to leave A City, although he didn’t know why he woke up here after a sleep, and there were always some strange people around him.

Gu Yusen was overjoyed and quickly went to complete the discharge procedures. Once everything was ready, he brought Chu Zhaoyi to the hospital entrance, where a black car was already waiting.

Zhang Anru was sitting in the passenger seat, with another car following behind, carrying Xie Tingyun and the others.

For the current Chu Zhaoyi, these people were too unfamiliar. The fewer they appeared, the better.

Chu Zhaoyi hesitated, standing beside the car. The twelve-year-old Gu Yusen immediately jumped into the car and waved to Chu Zhaoyi: “Little beggar, hurry up and get in. I’ll take you to the little park to play after we get back.”

Chu Zhaoyi dodged the hand that Gu Yusen extended and got into the car himself.

Zhang Anru was excited when she saw Chu Zhaoyi, but she controlled herself and didn’t say anything.

Chu Zhaoyi didn’t notice her either, he just sat in the middle of the back seat.

To outsiders, the space to his left was empty, but a figure only Chu Zhaoyi could see was sitting there.

As the black car drove into A City, Chu Zhaoyi unconsciously fiddled with the edge of the seat.

The twelve-year-old Gu Yusen leaned against the rear window, excitedly pointing at the passing sycamore trees: “Look! We climbed that tree before!”

Chu Zhaoyi’s gaze swept over the boy’s illusory figure and landed on the fleeting street scenes outside the window. Ever since the twelve-year-old Gu Yusen appeared by his side, Li Yurong had completely confined him to his bedroom.

Actually, he hadn’t been out for a long time.

Seeing these scenes again made him feel a little dazed.

When the car stopped downstairs at Gu Yusen’s apartment near the school, Chu Zhaoyi got out of the car with Gu Yusen’s guidance.

Zhang Anru in the passenger seat did not get out, allowing Gu Yusen to take Chu Zhaoyi back.

Whether it was that the words “Snail Prince” earned Chu Zhaoyi’s trust, or that the inexplicable familiarity on Gu Yusen’s body made Chu Zhaoyi feel at ease.

By the time he realized it, he was already standing in the apartment.

Seven or eight vases were neatly placed by the window in the living room, filled with many rose flowers. Some of them looked like they had been there for a long time, dried and withered.

Familiar paintings hung everywhere in the living room, each stroke bearing his unique touch, and the bottom right corner of each painting was marked with his unique signature.

Strange yet familiar.

“Ayi, this is our home.” Gu Yusen had rarely spoken along the way, until he saw Chu Zhaoyi’s gaze linger on the paintings in the living room before he spoke.

He had hung these paintings up one by one. At that time, Chu Zhaoyi wasn’t very willing, but he couldn’t resist his love for them, so he followed behind him, helping him hold the ladder.

The twelve-year-old Gu Yusen had accompanied Chu Zhaoyi in painting countless paintings day and night, so he was naturally familiar with Chu Zhaoyi’s works. He stared blankly at those paintings, his gaze falling on the adult Gu Yusen.