There was silence in the kitchen, only the sound of knives colliding with the cutting board, accompanied by the sound of rushing water, which diffused in the air and made people speechless for a moment.

Nik turned off the water and rubbed it to Shang Xunyu's side, and comforted softly in a thin child's voice: "Brother Ian, don't be sad, Nik's grandmother has also passed away, but Nik now has Sister Ruori, Sister Liuori is Nik's relative, and from now on, Sister is also Brother's relative......"

A childish remark made Shang Xun laugh, he rubbed Nik's little face with the back of his hand, and the outline of his face softened in an instant, "Okay, brother is not sad, but what if Sister Liuzhi doesn't want her brother?" He tilted his head, as if asking Nik, as if asking me.

I usually ignored his jokes, but I remembered something else, "Seriously, where do you live now?" ”

He raised an eyebrow and stopped quipping, "Just live around here." ”

I was slightly surprised, "Aren't you here to take care of business, why don't you live in London or other big cities?" Isn't it very inconvenient in this remote town. ”

He hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, but didn't say anything more, turned around and continued to get busy.

Dinner was better than I had imagined, far better than I had imagined, to be exact, and I had never seen such authentic Chinese food in the more than a year I had lived in England and my craft was limited to filling my stomach.

Shang Jingyi, it is indeed not an exaggeration to say that he is an enigmatic character, and this enigmatic character still gives people how incredible it is.

After dinner, I nestled on the sofa and flipped through magazines, and Shang Jingyi played games with Nik, and before I knew it, it was past nine o'clock.

"Nik, it's late, it's time for you to sleep." I looked at the wall clock and reminded the two people who were having fun.

"Sister, let me play a little longer......" Nik turned his little face to me and coquettishly at me.

"Obedient, usually you should go to bed before nine o'clock." Seeing Nik's reluctant look when he pursed his mouth, I said in a deep voice, "Good, I'll play again tomorrow." ”

Shang Jingyi put the remote control of the racing car aside, and said slowly: "Obedient Nik, go to bed, can my brother tell you a story?" ”

Hearing this, Nik's little face stretched out and a smile was on his face, "Okay, I'm going to listen to Brother Ian's story." ”

In the bedroom, Shang Jingyi sat down next to Nik's bed and tucked the quilt for him.

"Brother, let's talk about it." Nik urged with a wink.

He looked down and smiled thoughtfully, "Okay." It is said that once upon a time, there was an elder brother named Shang Jingyi, who was gorgeous and dignified, jade tree in the wind, handsome, elegant and charming, loved by everyone, and captivated the country and the city......"

I paused abruptly, turned around, and glanced hopelessly at him.

"And does he have Ian's brother who is good-looking?" Nik asked.

Unimpressed by my cool eyes, he calmly said without shame: "He's about as good-looking as Brother Ian." There is also a sister named Fu Qingyu, who is ...... It's not pretty, but it's barely ......."

I didn't have to think about it to know the banter in my eyes, so I buried my head in it and made up my mind to ignore it.

"Speaking of this Qingyu sister...... he paused for a moment, making me feel a look at me, "It is love at first sight for that brother Xingyu, I will never forget it, and I will miss it for a long time, and I will be sick for him, and it will be difficult ......to sleep and eat."

"Business...... Ian Stewart! I couldn't bear it anymore and stopped him.

"Huh, what's wrong?" Shang Xunyu blinked his harmless eyes and asked innocently, "Don't you like my story?" ”

"You, what are you talking nonsense?" I froze, "It's just misleading children!" ”

"That's right." He thought for a moment, "Then I'll change it......" He turned to Nik, "Actually, that Brother Xun Yu fell in love with Sister Qingyu at first sight, never forgot it, and thought about it for a long time, even though that Sister Qingyu didn't look very good......"

I almost fainted, glared at him fiercely, turned and walked out of the bedroom, and my ears were not heard.

The last sentence that broke into the eardrum before stepping out of the door, "Sister Qingyu has a cold personality, she never shows her joys, sorrows, and sorrows, she buries everything in her heart, and she never talks about ...... when she is awkward."

The tone is not like a joke, but rather a little serious.

I smiled, took the door for them, and turned to go downstairs.

Half an hour later, Shang Jingyi came down from upstairs.

"Asleep?" I asked softly.

"Hmm." He nodded, fading away from cynicism and instead like a faintly shining star, "Then I'll go first." ”

"That ......," I called out to him, "thank you." ”

Turning around, he looked at me with interest, "Oh? Thanks for what? ”

"Nik grew up without a family and rarely had anyone to play with," I said, staring at him and sincerely, "Thank you for taking care of him." ”

"Actually, you know," he approached me, his eyes became deep for a moment, "other people have limited care for Nik, and you are the salvation in his life, you saved him from the darkness of life, and it is the incomparable sunshine in his young heart, so, Ruori, I ......"

For a moment, something seemed to rush out of his mouth, and he paused, but finally swallowed and said no more.

The young master of Shang, who wraps himself tightly all the time, would actually say such affectionate words, I subconsciously wanted to make fun of him, but the incomparable sincerity in his eyes made me stunned, and I couldn't say a word when the words came to my mouth.

"Rest early, see you tomorrow." He raised the corners of his lips slightly, and turned to leave.

After sending him away, I went to Nik's bedroom, after all, I couldn't rest assured of the child, I helped him draw the curtains, tucked the corners of the quilt, and was about to walk out of the room, when my eyes caught a glimpse of something quietly revealing a corner of a stack of books on his desk.

I carefully pulled it out of the stack, and it was the article, "My Family."

Just by the light in the hallway, I couldn't help but smile when I saw the striking red A+ in the upper right corner of the title page of the article.

"There will be many people involved in everyone's life, and there will be many people leaving, and I have experienced the departure of my loved ones, just like I can no longer hold on to the snow-white wings of angels, and I can only let them fly away and never come back.

It was a time of abandonment and isolation by the whole world, and even the pain of breathing.

At that time, I really thought that the family was already an extravagant hope for Nik Cameron, just like the little match girl in Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale, the scene she saw after striking the match was very beautiful, but it could only be an illusion forever, but I did not expect that there would be such a day, like many people who could only sit alone and wait for the sun to set, no, that day with the drizzle, there was a sister who appeared in front of me, and the voice was beautiful that I had never heard before, she said, her name was Ruori.

…………

In a blink of an eye, Sister Ruori and I have been living together for more than a year, and my bedroom is gradually full of toys, clothes, and books she gave me, and my heart is gradually filled with the love and warmth she gives. If I could, I would like to turn into a pair of wings and persistently protect her happiness, and if I could, how good it would be if we could continue to live like this.

I think it will be the best company in the world.

Maybe no one will know that when Ruori sister came to me on the day she said to me, 'Please let Ruori take care of you', it was like a moment of sunshine in my life......"

Before I could finish speaking, something escaped from my eyes and fell on the manuscript paper, fainting shallow traces.

I blinked, forced back the tears that came to my face, and gradually bloomed into a smile that was more joyful than joyful.

There has never been a moment in my life that has been as sour, but also mixed with joy.