God said, let there be light

It was cold and rainy outside, but the house was warm as spring.

The flying camera floated in mid-air and focused on Isaac. Tired of playing, little Isaac hugged his long-haired rabbit doll lying on the carpet and fell asleep with his little butt pouted.

"This heartless little thing, why doesn't he seem to care at all when I'm not here? He should eat and drink, sleep and play."

Van Roy said with a smile: "Fortunately, Isaac didn't inherit your temper, he is a little angel."

"Are you scolding me?"

Fan Roy sat by the window with his knees hugged, looking at Isaac with extremely gentle eyes.

Lan looked at him and couldn't help sighing.

"Today I..." Fan Luoyi paused as soon as he opened his mouth, and turned his head slightly to look out of the window. It was night, and the world blurred by rain and strong winds was very much like his dream, "I seem to have seen him. Yes I'm hallucinating?"

"...Maybe it's true?"

Fan Roy didn't speak, folded his arms and lay on his knees, curling himself up, as if he could shrink into a shell.

"Little Yi..." Lan wanted to persuade him to forget about Byrne, just like he forgot Qiao Yu, but he knew Fan Luoyi too well. He was able to get over Qiao Yu's emotional pain, but he never forgot.Those one and two are bastards, they both gouged out the flesh from Fan Roy's heart, even if the wound was sewed up to stop the bleeding, so what, the missing piece will never grow well, leaving a hideous scar on his heart. scar.

Fan Roy looked at the phantom submerged in the rain downstairs, and said to Lan: "You don't have to go back, you didn't even have to escape from Lan's house two years ago, terminated the pregnancy, washed off the marks, and returned to the previous life, No? But you chose Locke and Isaac, didn’t you?”

Fan Luoyi turned his head to look back at the little Isaac who was moaning in his dream, and asked Lan with a smile, "Will you take Isaac as an injury to you?"

"What's the difference?!" Isaac was a gift from God.But Fan Roy is different. He has never been favored by fate. It seems that every time he is close to happiness, disasters come and bury him in misfortune and pain.Lan thought countless times, it would be great if Isaac was Van Roy's child, and share some of his luck with him.

"Why is it different?" Fan Roy asked seriously, "If Locke didn't come back, you didn't want Isaac? Or, if there was no Isaac, you didn't go back to Locke?"

"You...!!" Fan Luoyi was so angry that Lan was so angry that he kicked the quilt fiercely, "Can it be the same?! I'm alive and kicking, and I'm a good person. Take a look at yourself!"

Fan Luoyi laughed: "A year ago, I don't know who was hiding in the quilt and crying every day. You can cry without Isaac."

"Me!" Lan was so angry that she snorted, "It feels better to cry, but you cry too."

"It's late at night in Rensa, you should go to bed early." Fan Roy stood up and hugged Isaac into his arms, stroked him gently, laughed, and said in a low voice, "Look how good Isaac is. Let's go Sarah knows that she loves me."

Before Fan Roy hung up, he was stopped by Lan, and finally asked a question that he had kept on his mind for a long time: "Since you didn't mean to resent him or blame him, why didn't you come back with me?"

The news that Locke was still alive reached Kewell, and Lan started to pack and pack his luggage in a second. He thought that Van Loy would be as urgent as him, but he said that he would not go back and help him take care of Isaac in Kewell.Lan really wanted to hide Isaac for a while longer, but he didn't expect Van Roy to decide not to go back.

He obviously couldn't forget and couldn't let go, otherwise he wouldn't have made it so difficult and tortured himself.

Fan Roy lowered his head: "Wait for me... get ready."

The holographic screen went out, and Lan fell on the bed, slamming the quilt hard, and the muffled sound was not at all pleasant.

Across the wall, Locke slept on the sofa. He didn't know where to put his hands and feet, but he didn't care. He had slept in the coffin with a dead brother for half the night, and the sofa was much more comfortable.It is very rare for him to suffer from insomnia, probably because the young lady in the room is too troublesome, and he is really afraid that he will lose his temper in the middle of the night.

Locke suddenly chuckled, what was he worried about, at least someone was in his room, and Byrne should be worried.

***

The next day, Van Roy sent Isaac to the nursery on time, and then went to work in the store.He opened a liquor and perfume boutique in Cowell, and he was making a lot of money.At noon, he sat alone in the small yard behind the shop for lunch. His meal plan was set. What he did, what he ate, where he went, and how long he went every day were all set. It was very regular, according to the doctor. It can help him stay awake, and if he gets sick, he can be found in time.There was no shopping center in his itinerary yesterday. Fortunately, Qiao Yu found out that he had a wandering attack and brought him back.

Byrne looked at Fan Roy from afar, feeling a throbbing pain in his heart. His Arlo looked thinner, haggard, and quieter than before. In the past, Fan Roy seemed to have a layer of armor that shone with dazzling light. Arrogant and cold, but now his halo has become soft and shallow, like an illusory disguise.

Byrne took two steps towards Fan Roy's direction, paused, and took a few more steps. He couldn't look at him from such a distance. He wanted to hug him, kiss him, say that he was back, that he was back. Never leave again, say sorry, say I love you.

When Byrne walked outside the fence of the small yard, Van Roy finally noticed him and turned his head to look over.

Fan Roy looked at Byrne and smiled slowly. This time, his gaze did not slip away from Byrne, but kept on watching him. The smile on his face was as gentle as the warm sun at noon in winter.

Byrne looked at him and smiled, and felt a piercing pain. He couldn't bear it anymore, pushed open the wooden door of the small yard, walked quickly to Fan Roy, and knelt down in front of him.

Van Roy raised his hand and lightly touched Byrne's cheek, this Alpha always held him and looked up at him, before, and also in his hallucinations.

Byrne held Fan Roy's hand, and pressed his cheek tightly against his palm, as if acting like a spoiled child.Van Roy still had a ring on his left ring finger, but he did not take it off.Byrne held his left hand and caressed their wedding ring bit by bit, his eyes wet. He owed Fan Looy too much. He owed him a sincere proposal, a grand wedding, and even a wedding. Rings are owed.

Fan Roy looked at the rings on the hands of the two and laughed softly. They were a pair.Byrne held Fan Roy's hand tightly, feeling so distressed that he couldn't breathe and shed tears uncontrollably. He wanted to say so much to Fan Roy, but now he couldn't even utter a single syllable, only Bitter choking.

Fan Roy thought with a smile, he didn't even know that Byrne was crying like this, trying his best to suppress, trembling slightly, lowering his head and weeping silently.

Fan Roy lifted Byrne's chin and asked softly, "Why are you crying?"

"Ah Luo... I'm sorry..." This sentence of sorry made Byrne loathe himself, always saying sorry, he couldn't even find an excuse, and he didn't know how to pray for forgiveness.

"What nonsense."

"I... came back late."

Byrne clearly felt that Fan Roy froze for a moment, and heard him say softly, "It's okay."

Fan Roy held Byrne's face, leaned slightly and lowered his head to kiss his swollen eyes, then kissed his lips, comforting him gently.

Byrne closed his eyes and felt Fan Roy's kiss. He wanted Fan Roy to lash out at him, beat him up, and unscrupulously vent all his grievances, anger, and pain on him, instead of treating him tenderly and kissing him like this. Look at him, coax him.Byrne hopes that Van Roy doesn't need to be strong, he wants to protect him, think he needs him, ask him greedily, make him responsible, and give him a chance to prove that he will love him with his whole life.

"Alo, go home. Come home with me."

Fan Roy was so close to Byrne, so close that he couldn't see his face clearly, but also so close that he could hear the crying sound of his words clearly.

"Come home, please, come home with me, okay?"

Fan Luoyi's tears burst out suddenly, he wanted to laugh, but cried harder.