Mr. Yan, Madam Bai Yueguang has also returned to China.

The air fell into silence. He was currently undergoing a heart transplant, and the probability of success of the operation was already very low.

"Xiaoqiu, have you already thought about it?"

"Mom, I was very happy during the time I was with Nuan Nuan." Yu Zeqiu's voice was calm, but this happiness will become Nuan Nuan's burden in the future.

Instead of letting her live in such fear every day, it's better to give her a clear answer.

The longer time goes by, the more painful it will be for her.

"I want to take a gamble." Yu Zeqiu looked at Yu Wei with a smile, "Even if the chance of success is slim, at least this time, it is my choice."

"Does Nuannuan know?"

Yu Zeqiu shook his head, "I think she should support me."

……

After the school's winter vacation, Yan Jiayi was still thinking about what excuse she would find to convince Yu Zeqiu to move back home.

As a result, I saw his busy figure in the small kitchen of the villa early in the morning.

Yan Jiayi rubbed her eyes, thinking she was dazzled. When she noticed her gaze, Yu Zeqiu turned around and said, "It's holiday, why do you still get up so early?"

Yan Jiayi ran over, hugged him, and looked up at him, "Why are you here?"

Yu Zeqiu tapped the tip of her nose, "Why, you don't welcome me home?"

"Of course you're welcome!" Yan Jiayi smiled with crooked eyebrows and hugged him tighter.

Yan Jiashu originally wanted to go into the kitchen to get milk, but when he saw the two people hugging each other, they looked a little embarrassed and closed the kitchen door.

Seeing Yan Jiayan going in, he stopped her.

Yan Jiayan frowned and looked at him, "What are you doing?"

"See no evil."

Yan Jiayan realized the meaning of his words and pointed inside, "Brother is back?"

Yan Jiashu nodded.

In the kitchen, Yu Zeqiu rubbed the top of Yan Jiayi's hair and said, "Don't be a freeloader. Help me."

Yan Jiayi let go of him, put on her apron, and hummed a song briskly.

Yan Jiashu and Yan Jiayan were waiting at the dining table with complicated expressions on their faces.

I originally thought that after the love affair between my brother and sister was exposed, there would be a bloody storm in the family, but in the end, nothing happened, and my brother even came back.

Yan Jiayan touched her chin and said firmly, "The calm before the storm."

Yanjiashu rolled his eyes at her, "Are you as a parent as stupid as the two of us? When is there anything going on at home that we are not the last to find out about?"

"You are stupid, you are stupid, don't take me with you." Yan Jiayan glanced at him dissatisfied, "Also, can you take care of your rotten peach blossoms? I have all the love letters stuffed in my schoolbag. It's really annoying me. !”

"Yes, your brother is annoying me to death, but Lu Yunfan is not annoying."

Yan Jiayan's cheeks were slightly red, "Why did you mention him?"

"Next time if I see you two walking together, believe it or not, I will break his legs."

"Yan Jiashu! We are just ordinary classmates. Why do you break someone's legs?"

"Ordinary classmate?" Yan Jia Shu sneered, "Yan Jia Yan, are you out of your mind? That kid's eyes want to eat you. Stay away from him in the future!"

"What are you talking nonsense about?" Yan Jiayan's cheeks were about to burn, what a look, what eating, "You're just jealous that he got first place in the school in this final exam!"

"Am I jealous of him? Am I jealous that he sells pancakes well?"

Yan Jiayan looked at him in disbelief, "Why do you laugh at people selling pancakes?"

"What does it have to do with you that I laughed at him?"

Yan Jiayan looked at him angrily, "You...you are simply unreasonable!"

"What are you in a hurry for?"

Yan Jiayan took a deep breath, "Sister Cherry ignored you, so you deliberately picked on me!"

Yanjiashu's face darkened, "Who asked you to mention her?"

Yan Jiayan suddenly stood up, looked behind him, and shouted with surprise: "Sister Cherry."

Yan Jiashu turned around in a hurry, but saw nothing. When he realized that he had been tricked, his face turned ugly.

Yan Jiayan made a face at him, "Luanluanluo!"

"If you can, just stand there and don't move."

Seeing Yan Wenzhou coming down from upstairs, Yan Jiayan ran over quickly and hid behind him, "Dad, Yan Jia Shu wants to hit me!"

Yan Wenzhou glanced at Yan Jiashu and frowned, "The bigger it gets, the less formal it becomes."

Yan Jiashu was speechless, "Dad, don't listen to her nonsense, she..."

"What's wrong with me?" Yan Jiayan put her hands on her hips and looked at him proudly.

Yanjiasu was so angry that he sat on the chair without saying a word. After all, no matter whether he was right or wrong, his father never helped him.

Yu Zeqiu brought breakfast to the table, and Yan Jiayi also helped to take out the things. Yan Jiayan looked at the sumptuous breakfast and gave Yan Jiayi a thumbs up, "Sister, you are so awesome!"

Yan Jiayi smiled and said, "I'm not the one who's great."

Yu Wei walked into the restaurant, and Yan Jiayi walked over and took her arm, "Mom, guess which one was made by me?"

"Then I want to see if there are two fried eggs in your dad's sandwich."

"Mom!" Yan Jiayi's cheeks were slightly red.

The family was sitting around the dining table eating breakfast. Yu Wei felt a little emotional. It seemed that the family hadn't had breakfast together for a long time.

After breakfast, Yan Jiayi took Yu Zeqiu to her studio and asked him to be a model.

Yu Zeqiu sat casually on the chair, and Yan Jiayi helped him unbutton a few buttons of his shirt. Under the sun, he looked a little too handsome, and Yan Jiayi's little hand ran along the edge of his shirt.

Yu Zeqiu asked her with a smile: "What kind of serious painting should be painted like this?"

"Don't move." Yan Jiayi looked at him seriously, "I'll measure the dimensions so that I can draw better this way."

"Really?"

Yan Jiayi nodded solemnly, her eyes swept across his thin lips, and she couldn't hold back and kissed him.

Yu Zeqiu dragged her waist and responded to her kiss.

After staying in the studio all day, Yan Jiayi only finished half of the painting. In the next few days, Yan Jiayi followed Yu Wei to visit relatives and friends and participate in various activities, but she never had time to finish the painting.

On the early morning of New Year's Eve, the family arrived at the Yan family's old house.

People from the Yan family came back one after another, and the usually deserted house became lively.

Yan Jiayi followed Yu Wei to help Mrs. Yan make dumplings, but after so many years, her dumpling-making skills still haven't improved much.

Yu Zeqiu and Yan Jiashu worked together to put up Spring Festival couplets, while Yan Jiayan was busy putting up window grilles. She took a photo of the window grilles and sent it.

The other person quickly replied to her message. Yan Jiayan glanced in the direction of Yan Jiashu again and saw that he was busy posting Spring Festival couplets, so she sat on the sofa and started to reply to the message.

At the New Year's Eve dinner in the evening, most of Yan's family members were present. Mrs. Yan was in a good mood, and Yu Wei drank some wine with her.

Yanjiashu and a group of kids set off fireworks in the backyard.

Yu Zeqiu and Yan Jiayi watched from the terrace on the second floor, as if they were very close to the fireworks. The blooming fireworks illuminated their faces with colorful colors.

Yan Jiayi looked at him with a smile, "Let's finish the rest of the paintings tomorrow, okay?"

Yu Zeqiu came closer to her and said, "If you want to kiss me, you can just say so. I won't refuse you."

Yan Jiayi's cheeks were red, "Who wants to kiss you? It's obviously you who seduced me."

Seeing him getting closer and closer, Yan Jiayi shyly pushed him away, "I'm going to get the camera, just wait for me!"

She walked away happily. Yu Zeqiu wanted to go with her, but suddenly there was a stinging pain in his heart, which was more painful than every time before.

His vision gradually became blurred, and the fireworks behind him continued to bloom. He wanted to hold on to the railing, but he missed it and fell to the ground.