TVMCC Chapter 61
by Volare“Not hungry.” Yun Yi continued walking out, his steps slow and leisurely, “Let’s do the dinner party later, around… seven o’clock.”
Yun Yi went out and picked two of the most beautiful red roses in the backyard.
Roses have many thorns and are easy to hurt the hand, and Yun Yi didn’t avoid it.
After seeing the small red spot on his fingertip, he rubbed it, not caring, and went out.
His destination was a cemetery.
Even if what Yun Chongshan wanted was the things behind Yi Qing, she was still a wife married with proper ceremony, and the cemetery was one of the best.
Yun Yi stood outside and glanced at it, countless tombstones standing inside.
All were people that some people couldn’t see even if they wanted to.
Yun Yi came alone. The cemetery keeper saw him and walked over, “Little friend, did you come by yourself?”
“Yes.”
“Aren’t you afraid?”
Hearing this, Yun Yi chuckled and didn’t answer. He walked over according to the location in his memory.
What did he have to be afraid of?
People are clearly scarier than ghosts.
The road up the mountain was a bit far, and Yun Yi was already panting when he climbed the last step.
According to his usual delicate nature, he would have stopped several times until he wasn’t tired before continuing, but to see Yi Qing, he only wanted to hurry.
Faster.
Yun Yi tapped his sore legs. His thin back was slightly bent from exhaustion, completely lacking the arrogant appearance he usually had in front of people.
After continuing for another three minutes, Yun Yi finally saw the name.
Yun Chongshan’s wife, Yi Qing.
Yun Yi curled his lips in a light mockery.
Even on the tombstone at death, the name of the perpetrator had to be added. It was unknown whether it was laughable or sad.
He looked at it for a while, then slowly knelt down, the proud person seeming to have lost his backbone. Yun Yi comforted himself, it was the original owner who wanted to kneel, not him.
It was also the original owner who was sad.
It wasn’t him who wanted to cry.
Yun Yi didn’t say anything, opened his schoolbag, and took out the roses and the tin box, placing them in front of the tombstone.
In the tin box were cookies made by Old Mrs. Yi herself.
The roses were picked from the Yun family, the two most beautiful ones, and Yi Qing would definitely like them.
However, the roses weren’t well protected in the schoolbag, and the outer petals were all wilted.
Yun Yi looked at the person on the tombstone, who looked very similar to him, except that there was no mole under her eyes, a clean face, and she was smiling.
He paused for a long time, and with difficulty and choked up, called out a title he hadn’t called out in a long time: “Mom.”
The voice seemed to pass through two lifetimes, calling out to the person he loved most in his life.
“Mom, I’ve come to see you.”
The empty cemetery had no response, except that the wind was very gentle, gently blowing away the sweat on Yun Yi’s temples and the tears on his cheeks.
“I know Mom cares a lot about the Yi family, so I went to the Third District. Grandma is in good health, and Little Uncle also has someone to accompany him.”
“I also saw Xing Zhouqi, and he’s doing well too.”
“I’ve driven all the people from the Yun family away. I’ll be able to get revenge soon, and there won’t be anyone in this world who dares to bully me anymore.”
Yun Yi knelt on the ground, looking up at the photo on the tombstone. His voice was light but out of tune, and he could only speak completely after choking back several times, “It’s just…”
“I might be coming to see you soon. Don’t blame me, I miss you very much.”
“Mom.”
In the end, Yun Yi only repeated the word “Mom” over and over again, like a child who had suffered a lot of grievances and wanted to seek a hug.
Two hours later, Yun Yi supported himself on the ground with both hands to get up.
His palms were covered in dust, and even his trouser legs were.
He hadn’t been this embarrassed in a long time, but his mood was relaxed.
His knees were numb and sore from kneeling, so he slowed down his pace. He took twice as long to walk the twenty-minute road to the outside of the cemetery.
The cemetery keeper looked at Yun Yi’s eyes and sighed.
None of the children who came here were exceptions.
They all left crying.
He handed over a piece of paper. Yun Yi didn’t refuse, took it, said thank you, and left.
After returning home, Zhang Ma saw the dirt on Yun Yi’s trousers and his red eyes. She didn’t say anything and found two ice packs from the refrigerator.
“Young Master, apply these.”
Yun Yi raised his eyes and glanced at her, then sat down on the sofa, raising his chin and exposing his entire face to Zhang Ma.
Ice packs always helped to alleviate the swelling.
After the redness had mostly subsided, Zhang Ma took them away and softly asked, “What would Young Master like to eat? I learned to make caramel pudding from the chef, would you like to try it?”
Too sweet.
Yun Yi shook his head, “Can you steam egg custard? The kind with minced meat and chili peppers?”
Zhang Ma was stunned, and quickly nodded, “Yes, yes!”
She was stunned because the Young Master had never liked spicy food, and was a sweets lover. Recently, he had changed his taste.
After getting off work, Jiang Qiu habitually opened the software to check Yun Yi’s location.
After seeing it clearly, his expression was stunned for a few seconds.
The Young Master was at the Yun family?
At the Yun family twenty kilometers away from him?
His expression became surprised in an instant, washing away all the fatigue. He quickly got up and almost jogged towards the elevator, attracting attention from the people around him.
Jiang Qiu didn’t care. More specifically, he didn’t see the gazes around him. He only saw the red dot flashing on his phone.
There were still half a months before the agreed time.
He went to the Third District to find the Young Master because he liked him, because he missed him.
So why did the Young Master come back early?
Jiang Qiu was just thinking, his fingers trembling with excitement. He quickly pressed the elevator’s close door button, afraid that he would be delayed for even a second.
The bicycle was out of place in the parking lot full of luxury cars, but Jiang Qiu didn’t care. He rode out of the parking lot and bought Yun Yi’s favorite milk tea on the way.
Yun Yi had just recovered from an illness, so the milk tea was hot, held in the alpha’s arms.
Even though it was summer, Jiang Qiu was always afraid it would get cold.
All the way to the Yun family, seeing the lights on on the third floor, his joy solidified into substance. He took three steps as two, even forgetting to respond to Zhang Ma’s greeting.
In front of Yun Yi’s bedroom door, he composed his expression before knocking on the door.
Yun Yi’s hand holding the white chess piece paused, and a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.
He really was a dog who could find him by scent.
Yun Yi didn’t say anything, continuing to play chess with himself.
Jiang Qiu knocked on the door a second time. This time, without waiting for Yun Yi to answer, he directly pushed the door open, the corners of his lips uncontrollably hooked up, and he moved them several times before saying, “Young Master, I’m back.”
Yun Yi didn’t raise his head, dropped a piece, and lightly asked, “Did you finish learning how to drive?”
Jiang Qiu paused.
During this period of time, his mind was entirely on the Qin family. After passing the first exam, he hadn’t gone again, let alone practiced driving.
He didn’t want to deceive Yun Yi, nor could he tell the truth, so he answered with an “Mm.”
Then he walked closer, stopped next to the carpet, and offered the milk tea he had been holding, “I brought this for you on the way back.”
Yun Yi glanced over, took the milk tea, and finally deigned to give Jiang Qiu a look.
But he found that the alpha’s gaze was entirely on his feet.
On the fair instep, a large, glaring deep red hickey.
Yun Yi raised his foot to kick, but Jiang Qiu grabbed his foot halfway, tickling the sole of his foot a few times. Jiang Qiu’s dark eyes dimmed a bit, “Young Master, you should drink it soon, it’ll get cold.”