Chapter 104 - 091 A Decade Ago, A Decade Later (Seeking First Subscription)_10
Yun Ya gave him a thumbs up, "Miaomiao is really amazing."
Yun Miao revealed a big smile with the corners of his mouth.
For ten years, Yun Ya, with Yun Miao, had visited every ENT specialist in the world. Each attempt ended in disappointment. However, she never gave up. While strengthening Miaomiao’s language training, she began her own research into congenital deaf-muteness, a century-old problem, and finally found a glimmer of hope in a new project by a famous professor in Germany.
Out of perseverance, she visited the professor’s home every year, hoping he would take her under his wing to jointly research the subject. Annoyed by her persistence, which was actually attraction to Yun Ya’s excellence, the professor made an exception and took her as his last disciple. This experimental research project had been going on for three years, choosing children with congenital deaf-muteness from all over the world for experiments, and then analyzing... to obtain rational knowledge. After three years, there had been further breakthroughs in the research. At that moment, Yun Ya was on the verge of tears of joy, but the professor told her not to celebrate too early; the hardest part was yet to come. Many people couldn’t endure and directly collapsed.
Yun Ya was filled with strength. After so many years of harried travel and sleepless nights spent in research, all for Miaomiao to be able to speak, to hear this world’s most wonderful sounds, to hear him call "Yaya," to hear her call him "Miaomiao"...
So, how could she possibly shrink back? She would persist until the end and seize victory.
"Miaomiao, your writing is getting more and more beautiful. Even I am ashamed in comparison," Yun Ya sincerely said as she looked at the bold yet delicate handwriting in the notebook.
Miaomiao smiled shyly, pressing his lips together.
He took the pen and quickly wrote on his notebook: [Not as good as Yaya’s]
Yun Ya laughed, "Miaomiao, I didn’t know your flattery was so impressive."
Miaomiao frowned in confusion, seemingly pondering the meaning of flattery. He wrote speedily: [Why should one pat the butt of a horse? Won’t the horse feel pain? And what does praising your handwriting have to do with patting a horse’s butt?]
Looking into those clear and pure eyes, Yun Ya suddenly found herself at a loss for words.
[Yaya, why aren’t you speaking?]
Yun Ya smiled, raising her hand to touch his soft hair, "Miaomiao, one day, I will cure your illness. Believe that day won’t be too far off."
Miaomiao furrowed his brows, then wrote again: [I think it’s very good like this, Yaya, you don’t need to worry about me, I feel it’s already very good]
"No..." Yun Ya looked deep into his eyes, the complex emotions swirling in her gaze startling Yun Miao slightly. Not wanting to frighten Yun Miao, Yun Ya’s eyes immediately softened with tenderness.
"It’s not fair to you, why should you bear their sins? I will do everything I can to cure you, Miaomiao. Do you believe in me?"
Yun Miao nodded, leaning in to hug Yun Ya’s shoulder, letting her rest her entire self upon him.
When Yun Ya was unhappy, he would embrace her like this. His warm and clean aura would gradually soothe the restlessness and resentment in her heart.
Yun Ya leaned on his shoulder, her head resting on his slender shoulder, her arms wrapped around his waist. The perfect height difference made the two of them seem like intertwining vines.
Unbeknownst to her, the little boy who needed her protection had grown much taller than she was. His shoulder had become the warmest, most stable haven in her life, a place where all troubles and sorrows seemed to vanish into thin air.
In ten years, they had relied on each other, the psychic connection between twins providing the greatest comfort, having such a person intricately tied to her life in this cold and ruthless world was something she deeply cherished.
With her back turned to Miaomiao, she looked at the barren potted plants on the windowsill, the setting sun casting a fine golden silhouette on the window. Everything was so warm and wonderful.
"We are born with sins, arriving with curses, living under the sun. I always feel a sense of trepidation, afraid that all this is a dream that will... one day end."
"The Bible says, if you warn the wicked and he does not turn from his wickedness, nor from his wicked way, he shall die in his iniquity, but you have delivered your soul..."
"What can we use to rid ourselves of our sins..."
Her murmuring was, naturally, unheard by Yun Miao.
"The moment you two come back, you’re all gooey with each other. I’m getting goosebumps, okay?" Qin Du’s teasing voice suddenly broke through, instantly dispersing the weighted atmosphere.