Chapter 145: Reunion of Father and Daughter

The sky is blue, the clouds are very low, the pace of life is slow, and the folk customs are simple and natural. This is the impression left on me when I was vaguely awake when I got off the plane.

Yun and Yue, I don't know how long I have been with Ye Yichen like this, and I even began to doubt that I can find my father with just those few numbers?

It was not until I got on the horse hired by Ye Yichen that I felt that this trip to Yunnan was finally on the right track.

"You wouldn't have told me to ride a horse now, would you?" I looked at the horse in front of me with an unbelievable face, patted it casually, and quickly raised a cloud of dust.

"The car in the back doesn't make sense, so I can only ride a horse." With that, he dragged me to the horse, and I held the reins tightly, but the feeling of crumbling did not decrease at all.

Ye Yichen tied the wheelchair, then stepped on the pimple and jumped up, tightly holding me in his arms to protect me.

Along the way, the horse walked leisurely and slowly, dragging the wheelchair behind it, forming a strange scenery that no one has ever seen before. No matter where we go, as long as there are people, there are many places to look at us more.

I have always been listless. I don't know how long we will have to walk this rugged path, and the feeling of bumping on horseback is not good.

I thought that if Dad is really here, is it okay for him who has lived in such a place for two years?

"What are you thinking about?" Ye Yichen suddenly looked down at me.

Originally, he was more than half a head taller than me, and he was more like a solid shield on the horse, wrapping me tightly.

"How long will it take for us to arrive?"

"probably, soon." Ye Yichen looked into the distance, as if he was not sure whether he was really about to reach his destination.

Finally, we entered a remote place like a small town.

He took me off his horse and put me in a wheelchair, then took the address and map and began to ask the residents of his town.

From his appearance, I can tell that this is right.

He asked several people in a row, drawing hands and feet and comparing the map at the same time. The expression on his face was very entangled, which made me doubt whether we were lost.

Finally, his frown slowly unfolded, showing a smile running towards me.

"Let's go." He didn't say anything, just pushed me to the depths of the town.

"Where did you find my father?"

"Well, you will meet soon."

Along the way, I felt happy and excited for his words for the first time.

The buildings here are as simple and natural as the folk customs here. Each small house seems to be made of natural stones on the mountain. Straw, ethnic cloth decorations, and simple decorations make this house look neither rough nor dilapidated.

Passers-by will smile when they meet, and the vendors carrying fruit baskets are more enthusiastic when they see strangers like Ye Yichen and me who come from afar, and send their own fruits.

Of course, I don't forget to solicit business for myself, but their things are also delicious and inexpensive.

We came to a small street in the westernmost part of the town. In front of a teahouse, Ye Yichen stopped and pushed me forward: "Boss, serving tea." He shouted crisply.

"Are you tired?" I asked him.

He didn't say anything, just leaned his body on the bamboo lounge chair in this teahouse and closed his eyes to refresh himself.

I'm thinking about finding my father quickly, whether I go back immediately after finding him or here for the time being. I won't put down the stone in my heart before I saw him. Ye Yichen stopped here at this time, which means that we can't go down at this speed. We can't say the so-called destination before dark.

Maybe we can stop in a strange place halfway, and we can't even find a place we don't know.

"What kind of tea do you want?"

In the room deep in the teahouse, there was a strong voice from the boss.

I suddenly looked into the room, and the sound was like a heavy lock, which locked my whole heart in an instant.

A figure in traditional Yunnan national costumes slowly walked out, and his skin was as dark as the locals. Unlike chocolate or bronze, it is just a simple color left after exposure to the sun.

I watched as he walked into my sight and his face slowly came out of the shadow of the room, facing the light.

I covered my mouth, tears flowed down my face, dripping through the cracks in my fingertips, soaking a large blanket covering my legs.

"Dad..." My voice trembled, like a piece of jelly.

With a crack, the kettle in his hand fell to the ground and smashed it. Water flowed out of it and penetrated the cement floor, forming a small, disorderly flowing water.

He rushed over and hugged me tightly in his arms. The dark face was full of tears, and there were a lot of words to say, but we just couldn't help crying and couldn't say a word.

Ye Yichen looked at us without saying a word, hugging each other, crying and crying with joy.

After my father and I calmed down a little, I wiped his rough and slightly wrinkled cheeks with my hand: "Dad, I finally found you..."

He touched my head with a smile, as if I were the one who would never grow up in his arms.

Dad looks very strong. Except for the sunburned dark skin color and the silvery white light on his temples here, I can't see any changes when he and I left home.

Maybe two years is not long enough to make a person's appearance change significantly, but I have to admit that in the past two years, years have indeed made countless marks on my father's face.

When cooking, I came over and gently stroked the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and the unspeakable sadness surged into my heart. I just feel that my father has suffered too much loneliness here alone in the past two years.

"Dad, why are you here?"

At dinner, I was happy to make all the special food here for me to eat. My mood also calmed down a lot, so I asked.

Dad seems to have some scruples and doesn't say anything about him. Occasionally, he will look at Ye Yichen, who sits aside and hasn't spoken from beginning to end.

For a moment, I felt that even the fact that my father was sent away had something to do with Ye Yichen.

I looked at him coldly, neither rolling my eyes at him resentfully nor deliberately treating him coldly because I knew those things.

It's just that Dad has long seen that there is a problem between us. When he asked me in private, I didn't mention it. Now they are sitting at a table eating, which is inevitable.

"Xiaoye, why did you bring her here?" Sure enough, my father took the lead.

"We are getting married." Ye Yichen said with a smile.

My father was stunned at first, and his face could not tell whether it was joy or surprise. It's more incredible and unspeakable fixed on the face.

He looked at me and I nodded slightly. Everything settled like dust, and there is no room for me to regret.

A warm scene that should have been filled with the long-lost reunion between father and daughter became dead after Ye Yichen's sentence 'We are going to get married'. It can be seen that my father does not agree with such a marriage. Even if he used to be so optimistic and trusted Ye Yichen, now there is only a greeting left.

There is no one late at night. I don't know if the bed here is too hard for me to sleep, or because things are piled up in my heart, so I can't sleep and eat.

I didn't eat much for dinner, and the gloomy atmosphere made all three of us a little uncomfortable.

I quietly got up and went out to see the night and found that my father was sitting quietly next to the ancient well in the courtyard, spitting smoke rings one after another.

"Dad." I gave a soft call.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" When Dad saw me coming out, he quickly took off the unfinished smoke and came to push down the tedious and bumpy stone steps.

Dad said that the buildings here are all like this, especially where he lives, which is a very remote town. Few people come here on weekdays, and the road surface has been built one by one, which is inevitable to be potholes.

I came to the ancient well where my father was stunned just now and asked him what he was thinking.

But he asked me in turn, "Do you love him?"

I don't want to lie to my father, but if I say I don't love, what can I change? It's nothing more than one more person to feel sorry for my unchangeable fate. Nothing else.

I smiled and said, "Love"

This is the first time I lied to my father. My smile is natural and pure, like the bright moon in the sky, so that people can't see any flaws.

Such a disguise seems to be a piece of cake for me, and Ye Yichen is slightly better in this regard.

"I'm your father, and I know what's on your mind."

I smiled and listened quietly. I haven't chatted with my father like this for a long time, let alone hold his arm and stick together.

Sometimes I feel that life is too short, as if it is fleeting. If you are not careful, you may lose the person or thing that is most important to you.

Loss is often more terrible than forgetting.

"Dad, tell me why you are here."

"Because I don't want to embarrass you, I don't want you to always live behind the burden of the Situ family." Dad put his hand gently on my head.

"But you know that I can't live without you. The place with you is my home."

"Do you know why I'm leaving?" After a long silence, Dad finally opened his mouth to tell me about him.

Dad rekindled a cigarette. Although he knew that I hated the smell, he said that it would calm him down, and for the past two years, he had been relying on this to perfunctory himself, feeling that when his mother would suddenly appear, and then he angrily pinched off his cigarette and bickered with him.

Hearing this, tears can't help falling down and falling without feeling.

Dad told me that his departure and the causes of all this began when Situ Lei knelt at my door and prayed for news about me on that heavy night.