novelraw Chapter 770 - 47: Yige, I Really Miss You. Please Come Back
Chapter 770 - 47: Yige, I Really Miss You. Please Come Back
Chapter 770: Chapter 47: Yige, I Really Miss You. Please Come Back Yige’s heart, at that moment, felt as if it had been pierced by a sharp blade!
Tang Yige’s extended hand froze slightly, then quietly withdrawn.
Since the speakerphone was off, Yige didn’t know what Zhang Lan said to Rong Rui.
However, when the little guy hung up the phone, his mood was much more cheerful than before.
Rong Rui handed the phone to Tang Yige, got off the sofa, dragged a pillow onto the carpet to sit on, then sat down on the pillow and scooped the bowl of noodles over, slurping away, his little mouth slightly upturned.
Tang Yige wondered, leaving the sofa and crouching beside Rong Rui, curiously tilted her head to look at the little guy, "What did Aunt Zhang say to you that made you so happy?"
"Aunt Zhang said she’ll be back tomorrow," Rong Rui said.
Tomorrow?
Soon!
Tang Yige was surprised.
Could it be that Aunt Zhang’s daughter was discharged so early?
"Little Gege, the noodles you cooked are so delicious; it would be great if you could cook noodles for me every year on my birthday," Rong Rui said childishly.
Tang Yige looked at Rong Rui, "Are the noodles I made really that delicious?"
Rong Rui nodded seriously.
Tang Yige saw Rong Rui eating so earnestly that even she was tempted.
So she picked up her own bowl of noodles and took a bite.
Yet...
Yige truly didn’t think the noodles she made were delicious.
At most, they could be considered not bad.
"Delicious, right?" Rong Rui flashed a smile showing eight teeth at Yige.
Tang Yige looked at Rong Rui, her chest suddenly felt a bit heavy, but also warm.
She didn’t say anything, just reached out to stroke Rong Rui’s little head.
...
Almost eleven o’clock, Yige and Rong Rui were already lying on the big bed in the upstairs bedroom.
Tang Yige held Rong Rui’s chubby little body, softly telling him a story.
Rong Rui also held Yige, listening attentively, and unusually did not fall asleep.
After listening to Yige’s story, Rong Rui lifted his pair of big eyes to look at Yige.
Tang Yige supported his eye corners, speaking softly, "Slept too much in the afternoon, can’t sleep now, can you?"
Rong Rui shook his head, then quickly nodded his head.
Tang Yige frowned slightly, puzzled.
"Little Gege, when Aunt Zhang comes back, are you going to leave?" Rong Rui suddenly gripped Tang Yige’s thumb worriedly, asking.
"..." Tang Yige paused for a moment, looked at Rong Rui, "Yes."
"Little Gege, I will miss you so much." Rong Rui hugged Yige tighter, his little face burrowing into her soft chest.
Tang Yige could feel the little guy truly using all his strength to hold her.
Because she felt she was being hugged so tightly, her waist ached faintly.
Tang Yige looked down at the little meatball in her arms, her nose tingling, "I’ll miss Little Rui too."
"Then don’t leave, okay?"
Rong Rui said in her arms, muffled.
Tang Yige silently laughed, "But what if I miss home?"
Rong Rui didn’t speak.
Tang Yige gently stroked his little head, "Little Rui, I promise you, if I come to France in the future, I will definitely come here to see you, okay?"
Rong Rui still didn’t speak.
Tang Yige pressed her lips together, looking at his slightly exposed fair little face from her chest, "Or, Little Rui can come to China to find me in the future."
Rong Rui continued his silence.
Tang Yige’s heart tightened.
She reached out to cup the little guy’s fair little face and lifted it slightly. When the little guy’s pair of red, bunny-like eyes met hers, Yige’s throat choked, her eye corners reddened.
"Little Gege, wait for me. When I grow up, I’ll come find you and marry you."
Rong Rui sniffed his little nose, his big eyes firmly fixed on Yige, speaking solemnly.
Tang Yige didn’t speak, just lowered her head and kissed his brow.
"Little Gege, you must wait for me,"
Rong Rui’s warm little hand touched Yige’s face, saying worriedly but earnestly.
Tang Yige’s eyelashes were wet, "Okay."
Rong Rui heaved a sigh of relief, then he gently pulled Yige’s face down, stamping little kisses all over her forehead.
Yige hugged Rong Rui tightly, tears uncontrollably rolling down her eye corners.
At this moment, Yige just felt that Rong Rui was so endearing, he made her heart ache.
She couldn’t bear to leave him, really couldn’t bear it.
...
Perhaps reassured by Yige’s promise, the little guy quickly fell asleep in her arms.
Yige looked at the little guy sleeping soundly in her arms, yet she was wide awake.
After holding Rong Rui for a while, Yige gently moved him from her embrace, got out of bed, and walked barefoot out of the bedroom, heading downstairs.
She took a bottle of purified water from the kitchen fridge, opening it as she walked towards the living room.
Turning on the TV, Yige finally sat on the sofa, holding the remote to tune into a talk show variety program.
Leaning on the sofa, Yige curled up her legs on the couch, resting her head on the back of the sofa, supported by one hand, staring at the TV screen.
In fact, she couldn’t hear what was being said on the program, her mind was blank, her whole being like an empty shell sitting there, motionless.
Suddenly.
The phone rang abruptly in the living room.
Yige’s gaze was dazed, slowly shifting her eyes to the phone she had casually thrown to a corner of the sofa after answering Zhang Lan’s call earlier.
The flashing phone screen happened to face her, so Yige clearly saw the name flickering on the display.
Tang Yige’s eyelashes fluttered lightly, and she took a deep breath.
She put down her hand, sat up straight on the sofa, reached for the phone, and answered, "Yicheng?"
"Ha, I thought you didn’t save my number." Lei Yicheng’s smiling voice came through the phone, feeling especially close and familiar on such a quiet night.
Tang Yige tugged at her lips, her whole body sinking back into the sofa, "What’s up?"
"Do I need a reason to call you?" Lei Yicheng chuckled.
"Well, if there’s nothing, then you’re disturbing my sleep late at night, aren’t you?" Tang Yige’s voice was scratchy.
Lei Yicheng laughed out loud, "I forgot it’s late over there for you."
Tang Yige raised an eyebrow, "Did you forget, or was it on purpose?"
Lei Yicheng kept laughing, as if talking to Yige over the phone made him happy.
Tang Yige closed her eyes slightly, resting the back of her head on the sofa’s edge, "Seriously, what’s up?"
"Nothing." Lei Yicheng said, "I just missed you."
Tang Yige opened her eyes, a crease forming between her brows.
"Yige, when are you coming back? I’ll pick you up." Lei Yicheng said.
"...Yicheng, have you been drinking?"
"What would I be drinking in broad daylight?" Lei Yicheng sighed, "I really missed you, please come back."
Tang Yige unconsciously picked at her nails, "I never asked you, have you been alone these years, haven’t found anyone to be with?"
"Yes, but they didn’t agree to be with me, didn’t fancy me." Lei Yicheng said roguishly.
"..." Tang Yige gripped the phone tightly, paused for a while, then said softly, "You should find someone. Aunt Gu is already looking for a wife for Little Yanzi. You’re five or six years older than him, aren’t you anxious?"
"You’re not anxious, so why should I be?" Lei Yicheng’s voice was lazy, and he didn’t avoid the topic with Yige.
"What’s the point in comparing with me, I don’t plan on finding anyone." Yige said.
"Then it’s perfect, I’ll keep you company." Lei Yicheng laughed.
"Yicheng..."
"Yige, come back." Lei Yicheng interrupted Yige, "Come back and find someone for me, my parents aren’t here anymore, and I’m surrounded by a bunch of guys, can’t rely on Mo Chen and the others to arrange for me."
Lei Yicheng’s parents passed away early.
Lei Yicheng said it was because there was no one to take care of him, and to avoid starving, that he went out in the world.
Lei Yicheng’s current status, to put it bluntly, he risked his life for it.
Although he acted indifferent, Tang Yige felt that when Lei Yicheng was saying these words, his heart was lonely.
Tang Yige took a breath, laughing hoarsely, "Alright, when I come back, I’ll help you find someone. Then, don’t be picky."
"Ha." Lei Yicheng laughed, "When are you coming back?"
If Zhang Lan were to fly in from home tomorrow...
Tang Yige thought for a moment, then said, "In the next few days."
"...Really?" Lei Yicheng’s voice suddenly deepened, Tang Yige even heard the sound of a chair scraping against the floor through the phone.
Tang Yige curved her lips, "Yes, really."
"Alright, let me know when you’re back, and I’ll pick you up." Lei Yicheng said.
"Okay."
Ending the call with Lei Yicheng, Yige exhaled a long breath.
Just as she was about to put the phone aside, it suddenly vibrated twice in her palm.
Tang Yige’s fingertips tingled slightly, and she picked up the phone to take a look.
However, when she saw the message that popped up on the phone screen, her calm eyes suddenly narrowed.