Chapter 242: Take responsibility for me until you grow up.
The car slowly stopped at the entrance of the residential complex.
"Uncle Qin, goodbye."
Qin Zhuan sighed, turning away with a sense of reluctance.
Yun Ya pushed open the car door and stepped out.
"Yaya."
Qin Du followed and got out of the car.
Yun Ya turned around, and the setting sun’s afterglow fell on her, coating her in a layer of golden light, unbelievably beautiful.
In Qin Du’s eyes, her figure reflected as he walked towards her step by step, his gaze as tender as the spring rain on apricot blossoms in March, stirring up waves of softness in one’s heart like a gentle sea.
"Do you live here now?"
This was not a place where just anyone could afford to live, and he had wanted to ask earlier but held back, not wanting to worry his father. Now, he couldn’t wait any longer.
Yun Ya casually tossed her hair, smiling gently, "I’m temporarily staying at a relative’s house."
"What about the Yun Family? Aren’t you going back there?"
"How could that be?" Her smile grew more intense on her face, yet it carried the coolness of a cold jade, and her deep black eyes seemed bottomless.
Qin Du felt a tightness in his heart; although they had grown up together, he often found her inscrutable.
This feeling of not being able to grasp her made his heart constantly waver.
The situation was bad.
"It’s just a temporary stay for a few days. At the latest, I will return to the Yun Family the day after tomorrow. After all, that’s my home, isn’t it?"
Qin Du smiled, lifting his hand to ruffle her hair in an affectionate manner.
"I’ll be in Jiangzhou for a while. Call me if you need anything. Take good care of yourself. I haven’t been around for just half a month, and look how thin you’ve become."
Yun Ya smiled helplessly, subtly moving away from beneath his hand, "Okay."
Qin Du looked at his empty palm, clenched it into a fist in resignation, glanced at her one last time, and then turned to get back into the car.
The black sedan slowly started and disappeared into the dim evening light.
A tall and erect youth cycled by just as the sedan passed by.
With a drift, the youth stabilized his long legs onto the ground, stopping confidently in front of Yun Ya.
Yun Ya, not expecting his sudden appearance, was startled, "Brother Yan~."
The youth raised an eyebrow, his features brooding, and within his dark eyes lay dangers that seemed capable of devouring everything.
"Are you feeling guilty about something?"
Yun Ya smiled, "Why would I feel guilty?"
Yan Song pursed his lips, his eyes glaring at her unyieldingly: "Ji Yunya, who was that man just now?"
Yun Ya arched an eyebrow, "Brother Yan saw that, huh."
She could still manage to smile.
Yan Song suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm, his voice deep and hoarse with a dangerous undertone that made Yun Ya’s heart skip a beat.
"Tell me, who is he?"
Those fierce eyes seemed to threaten to devour her.
Yun Ya looked at him, her smile tender and affectionate as she sighed lightly, "He’s just a friend, Brother Yan. Don’t overthink it."
"How can I not overthink?" Yan Song felt he was going crazy, having been on the verge of it ever since he saw Yun Ya standing with that man.
Yun Ya looked at the slightly agitated youth before her, thinking, Brother Yan~ what are you worried about?
No one can take me away from your side.
Yan Song stretched out his hand to fiercely mess up her hair, tangling her smooth locks instantly, right where that man had touched.
"Ji Yunya, from now on, other men are not allowed to touch you."
"Okay."
"You’re also not allowed to talk to other men."
"And absolutely not allowed to stand with them."
Yun Ya felt a headache coming on, "I can reluctantly agree to the first one, but the other two, Brother Yan, you’re clearly making things difficult for me."
Yan Song snorted lightly, "Am I making it difficult for you? I really want to throw you in a washing machine and give you a good tumble."
Suddenly turning around, Yun Ya walked away: "If Brother Yan finds me so dirty, then don’t bother with me anymore."
Brother Yan really is perverse, if he keeps making things difficult for her like this, she really doesn’t want to deal with him anymore.
Seeing Yun Ya as if she were angry, Yan Song panicked instantly. Reflecting on his words just now, he saw no problem with them.
It was simply that he couldn’t stand to let Ji Yunya speak to or even stand with any other men.
Striking the handlebars hard, Yan Song cycled to catch up with Yun Ya.
"Ji Yunya, stop right there."
Yun Ya walked even faster.
In his haste, Yan Song reached to grab Yun Ya’s arm while still riding his bike, and in his impatience, he failed to brake in time. Together with Yun Ya, they tumbled to the ground.
At the critical moment, Yan Song threw himself above Yun Ya, shielding her from the falling bike.
"Uh..." Yan Song grunted, the pedal hitting his leg painfully.
His large body weighing down on Yun Ya almost left her breathless.