The pebble sank to the bottom, the tranquil water surface rippling in three places.
Thinking of Li Xueqin at ho, Gu Jin asked the young boy beside her, "Xiao An, do you still hate them?"
"Who?"
An Mingji picked up another pebble and tossed it into the river before him.
This ti, four ripples erged on the water, lingering longer than before.
"Your uncle’s family."
Upon ntioning this family, An Mingji’s expression slightly changed.
He didn’t answer imdiately; instead, he gently frowned, his face showing displeasure.
After a while, he said, "I will never forgive them; it’s their actions that led to Grandma’s death."
Back then when Grandma was gravely ill, An Hanyi forced her to hand over all her valuable belongings.
He even seized the house that rightfully belonged to her.
She passed away amidst her illness and the anxiety of worrying about him, unable to close her eyes until her death.
To this day, he clearly rembers the look in Grandma’s eyes full of care and concern.
Hatred doesn’t adequately describe his feelings toward An Hanyi’s family.
He will never forgive them in this lifeti.
Even if they were his last remaining kin in this world.
Gu Jin understood there was still resentnt deep down in the young boy’s heart.
She continued asking, "Don’t you want the things that are rightfully yours? Like your father’s house, or what your grandma left for you?"
An Mingji shook his head gently.
He lowered his gaze, glancing at the Jade Ring on Gu Jin’s right index finger: "Grandma left the most important thing, which is this Jade Ring. The rest I don’t care about."
Those things are external possessions; he doesn’t hold too much attachnt to them.
Grandma had told him before she passed away that he must take good care of the Jade Ring and give it to the most important person.
The most important possession, now handed to the person he cares about most.
For those external possessions, he can take them or leave them.
It was clear that An Mingji wasn’t that concerned about anything else.
That was fine, whatever the young boy wanted, she would try her best to give to him.
As for the items others had touched, it was better not to have them.
Feeling the atmosphere becoming a bit heavy, Gu Jin looked at the young boy beside her and teasingly asked, "Is there anything else in Qingshan Village that you care about?"
"Yes!" The young boy replied cheerfully.
"What is it?" Gu Jin pursued.
An Mingji gazed deeply at her, using the gentlest tone, saying, "From afar yet near, right before my eyes."
"..."
It took a mont for Gu Jin to realize she was being playfully teased.
She reached out and smacked the young boy’s lower back.
"You brat, always making fun of !"
An Mingji feigned grievance and said, "I didn’t; what I said is the truth. Right now, apart from Ah Jin, nothing and no one else matters to . You are the most important to ."
His words seed ambiguous, carrying endless depth.
Gu Jin didn’t catch the deeper aning, only thinking the young boy was trying to amuse her.
"Honestly, did you sneak honey? Why is your mouth so sweet today?"
An Mingji reached out and patted her head, "I didn’t, I’m just telling the truth!"
After saying that, he turned and ran away.
"An Mingji!"
Behind him, Gu Jin’s voice rang out, full of indignant anger.
An Mingji knew he had annoyed her; he shouldn’t have touched her head.
But the obviously happy yet pretending-to-complain look was so cute, he couldn’t help himself.
"You brat, you’re dead!"
Gu Jin raised her foot and chased after the young boy.
The pair of youngsters romped playfully along the riverside, their laughter echoing, capturing a rare warm mont.
Eventually, Gu Jin caught up with An Mingji, his end resulted in a thorough teasing, his hair styled pristinely earlier, now tousled into disarray.
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