Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don't Be Too Sweet

Chapter 82

Ah, bah! Disregard?

Author: 橙子澄澄

Source: Instadoses

This boy had been manic-depressive.

It took a lot of work for her to get him to slowly accept the people around him and become normal.

He had changed drastically overnight, and had once again closed himself off. It might even be worse than she imagined.

Even so, he still remembered his Shengsheng and remembered to protect her.

Watching him shrink into a corner like he was cut off from the world, she couldn't stop her tears.

But she knew that her pain was no match for a tenth of what he suffered.

What was even more painful than having your only family die in front of your eyes?

Yes, Aunt Wanrong was dead, and to this moment, she was finally willing to admit it.

"Brother Axiu, come home with me. I'm Shengsheng. Look at me, I'm your Shengsheng." Without extending her hand again, Liu Yusheng hunched down so that her face could be reflected in his line of sight, pointing to the red headband on her bun, while saying that she was his Shengsheng.

Qian Wanjin watched at the back, his heart on his mouth. That was a madman, who could give people the smack. This Nannan really dared to stick her head out. Was she looking for death?!

"Go up there and pull her away. And also.." After a pause, he added reluctantly. "Capture that boy in the carriage and take him back to Xinghua Village!"

Exactly the moment he thought the young man would still ignore her, his eyes moved and fell on the dazzling red color on Liu Yusheng's head. And then he looked down, looking at the faded headband in his hand. For a second, confusion filtered in his eyes, as if wondering why the color was wrong.

"I'm Shengsheng. Can talk, can smile, the living Shengsheng. If you don't believe it, you can touch me." Hesitantly, Liu Yusheng slowly took the young man's other hand and led him to stroke up her own bun, the pair of red headbands, and over her own smiling cheeks.

This time, he didn't refuse. He even moved with curiosity and caution.

"Shengsheng…" Then he looked at the headband in his palm again. "Not Shengsheng?"

His fingers pinched and squeezed the novelty in front of him, while the other kept a warm smile on her face. It was just too unpleasant to look at.

After thinking about it, the young man loosened the headband from his hand and threw it away, then took Liu Yusheng into his arms, turned around, and continued to turn his back on everyone.

Qian Wanjin, "…" What just happened?

Is it that easy to change your mind? Where's all the fierceness you used to beat people up for a hair tie?

Sh*t, he is a fake, right?

"Hey, hey! Hey, Nannan, Liu Yusheng? What do you want to do? Are you going to nestle in here with him? Don't be ridiculous, and hurry home with me!" He was on the verge of exploding. Now, Axiu was the enhanced version of a beggar, so filthy it was unbearable. Didn't she find him stinky?

"Brother Axiu, let's go home, shall we? Take Shengsheng home." Liu Yusheng lifted her small face and whispered.

As long as he had her in his eyes and she spoke, he could hear her.