"An Nan, that’s your dream, you should go fulfill it. If Dad, Grandpa, and Grandma were here, they would definitely wish for you to do what you love. Although they’re not here anymore, Jiayou is still here. Jiayou will carry the hopes of Grandpa, Grandma, and Dad, and always support An Nan."
At that mont, her tears slipped uncontrollably down her cheeks.
Afterward, she went to do what she loved, but the little guy had to suffer, following her everywhere, learning too early to take care of himself, and even caring for her.
Because of this, as long as the little guy’s requests are reasonable, she would never refuse them, just like when the little guy initially didn’t want to go to school but wanted to fly with her around the world, and later insisted on staying in the United States for school, and recently wanted to return to China—she never interferes, only gives maximum support. In her mind, as long as the little one is happy, that’s enough.
Zhan Qiyi was about to say, "I’ll go with you," when An Jiayou’s tender voice interrupted, "Uncle Qi Yi, why don’t you stay here with and wait for An Nan to co back."
After that, Zhan Qiyi watched as they left together, his eyes showing a hint of bitterness.
Once An Nan and Lin Mubai’s figures disappeared, An Jiayou’s innocent expression vanished instantly, replaced by maturity beyond his age: "Uncle Qi Yi, I think you already know An Nan’s feelings."
"And then?" Zhan Qiyi was more curious about what he would say next.
Frowning slightly, An Jiayou continued, "I hope you give An Nan the freedom to choose. Even if you can’t be together in the future, you can be the best of friends."
"You don’t like ?" Zhan Qiyi asked hesitantly. This was his first instinct; maybe he didn’t like him, so he was always interrupting his pursuit of An Nan.
Causally glancing at the other, he continued to shake his head lightly, "Neither like nor dislike. What matters to is An Nan’s feelings. If An Nan likes, I like."
Or perhaps I could say he never cared what others think; what he cares about is only An Nan’s. Even when it cos to Lin Mubai, his attitude is the sa. If An Nan likes him, he likes him; if An Nan doesn’t like him, he won’t either.
Seeing the overly mature tone of the person before him, Zhan Qiyi sighed silently again and then gave the other a sentence similar to a promise: "Don’t worry, I will respect An Nan’s decision and won’t make her do anything she doesn’t like. If the person she truly likes isn’t , I can only say it’s my bad luck. But no matter what, we will still be lifelong friends."
When he said this, he really felt a bit amused, but couldn’t quite articulate why.
As soon as she walked out of the restaurant, An Nan felt uncomfortable all over.
Everyone on the street was in costus; only she was wearing a gown. Although it was exquisite and beautiful, it looked odd no matter how you looked at it. So the first thing she needed to do was change out of this gown.
She reached out and quietly tugged at the corner of the man’s clothes next to her: "Little White, will you co and buy a dress with first?"
"Sure, there’s a boutique over there." Lin Mubai pointed to a shop not far away.
"Then let’s hurry up and go." An Nan urged him as she spoke.
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