Han Shu was quiet for a while and did not go to pick up the umbrella handed over by Ju Nian. He looked at her through the water droplets and raindrops flowing from his hair. It seemed that she had just discovered that she was so unfair to toughness and rejecting him was so firm. He once thought that he had worked so hard that he had been closer to her and closer. In fact, it was not, even at this moment, she was just a step away, and her door never thought of opening it for him. In the closed world between her, he was outside the door, and there was no difference between him or her outside.

She didn't know what he had experienced on this New Year's Eve, busy, exhausted, shocked, angry, and aggrieved... Han Shu felt that she had reached her limit. There was no one in the world who was more unlucky than him, and the whole world could not get along with him. In front of the iron gate that was as stubborn as her, all the negative emotions suddenly reached the peak. He took a step back and raised his leg without any grace to speak of, kicking hard on the iron gate, "I'm so annoying!"

The poor iron gate had broken once during their last argument, and later it stood up again with the help of Uncle Cai. It was also a "scrap project" to prevent gentlemen and villains. After Han Shu vented, the iron gate shook, and the dust on the edge and mud fell down, and a small piece even hit Ju Nian's trouser legs.

Ju Nian took a step back in panic, but fortunately the iron gate was still alive and had not yet fallen. She actually felt ridiculously in this uncontrollable situation. How could there be such a rogue person? He was obviously doing something annoying, but he asked, why am I so annoying?

She turned around indifferently and returned to the house, but she had to worry in her heart that if he started to madly and made up for another kick, the iron gate would have really sacrificed. I wonder if he could stand up again.

However, the tragedy of Han Shu making up for it did not happen. When Ju Nian walked under the eaves, she heard a pitiful voice, "I was driven out by the old man."

"Ah?" Ju Nian was shocked and turned around to look at him. In Ju Nian's usual impression, although Han Shu was rogue and unreasonable, he rarely lies.

Han Shu stood in the drizzle, drooping dejectedly, but the awkwardness was still there. He kicked the small mud falling from the iron door and said reluctantly: "I have no place to go, okay."

Ju Nian was a little disbelief. She had heard Fei Ming say earlier that Han Shu did not live with her parents. Even if he had a quarrel with Dean Han, he would not have no place to stay. Moreover, with his ability, it was not difficult to find a place to take him in.

Han Shu seemed to guess what she was thinking and continued, "I know you don't believe it, but my current residence is still the full payment paid by the old man, in his name... I just wanted to make an a sigh of relief and let him see, I can't live without him."

"Why?" Ju Nian was a person who had never received any protection from his parents, so she could not understand what people like Han Shu were trying to prove.

"I'm not that shameless. You said it's impossible. I admit it and don't want to do anything. I just want to find a place to take a breath..."

The wind passed through the eaves, and Ju Nian felt a biting chill. Han Shu wanted to save face and did not shivered in the rain, but she knew that he must be cold. Ju Nian was silent. She was not a stalwart, nor did she have to see him suffer to gain comfort from it. In other times, it was not impossible for him to sit in another place, but it was different here. This is the place where the little monk lived, which contained all her memories that she did not want to show to others. It was the last place she insisted on belonging to her and the little monk. She could tolerate Tang Ye who had no intersection with memories occasionally stepped on foot, but Han Shu couldn't, but he couldn't. She didn't want this only inch of quiet corner to be disturbed by him.

She was only thinking about it, not knowing that the movement here had attracted Fei Ming on the bed. Fei Ming came out of his aunt's arm and saw the person outside the door, and was surprised and happy, shouting "Uncle Han Shu" and was about to pounce on the door.

Ju Nian hurriedly hugged Fei Ming, still scared that the child didn't even wear a coat and wanted to pierce her head into the rain, which would have cost her life!

"Aunt, Uncle Han Shu is here. He is wet in the rain and will get sick!" Fei Ming was blocked under the eaves by Ju Nian, and he was still desperately poking his head out to look at Han Shu outside the door and shouting.

Ju Nian turned around in a hurry and saw Han Shu standing outside the iron gate without saying a word. He stopped getting angry or asking for help, and looked at her wet. Fei Ming, who was still in her arms, also opened his eyes wide, full of confusion. Under the attack of these two pairs of eyes, for some reason, Ju Nian felt isolated and helpless.

After Fei Ming once again shouted "Uncle Han Shu" and tried to break free from Ju Nian's shackles and was about to run to open the door, Ju Nian stabilized the child who was so thin that he was only boneless. He stared at Fei Ming with a stern look he had never seen before, and shouted sternly: "Don't make a fuss, do you know who he is?"

This child, she only remembers Han Shu's goodness... She doesn't understand anything.

Fei Ming didn't dare to move. Although she was a little willful, she was still an obedient child after all. Her aunt's sudden cold face and things she couldn't understand made her feel strange and frightened. She lowered her head, her big eyes were about to cry, and she replied honestly: "He is Uncle Han Shu."

In front of such a simple answer, Ju Nian's lips were trembling, and she couldn't even say a word. Yes, she was speechless. The person outside the door loved, admired, and even imagined as his father. How could she refute it? Could she say that he was the sinner who indirectly made you an orphan, and that he was the cause of his aunt's loneliness for eleven years?

However, is this really the case?

Sometimes she thinks yes, sometimes she thinks not.

It has been eleven years and has reached this point. What is the cause, what is the result, what is the truth, and what is the illusion?

Ju Nian took off her coat and wrapped it tightly on Fei Ming. Fei Ming's tears flowed down. Tang Ye's failure to make her disappointed for a while. For Ju Nian, the small courtyard guarded by this iron door was the peace she longed for the most, but for the child, it was innate loneliness.

"Stand here and don't move." She was afraid that the child would run into the rain without any chance, and said to Fei Ming with a warning. Then she walked step by step to the shaking iron door, not seeing what Han Shu was like at this time, lowered her head and took out a small key and inserted it into the rusty key hole.

The keyhole rotated, and Ju Nian heard the slight "click" of the spring, and the door opened.

Han Shu pushed the door and stepped on the dead leaves soaked by the rain. For a while, Ju Nian was busy taking care of Fei Ming, so he didn't have time to clean up and sweep it. Water squeaked up from the edge of the soles of his shoes. Ju Nian didn't greet him, but had already led Fei Ming into the house first. He followed him in with a thick face. He had never been able to enter the house in the past, and he knew that their lives were cold and had prepared. Although he was prepared, he saw that there was almost nothing in the dark and old house except for the necessary living utensils. He felt an indescribable sense of decay and desolation in the courtyard with dead leaves. He was a person who valued the quality of life, and he paid attention to the excellence of food and clothing. At first glance, they had lived such a life over the years. Under the strong psychological gap, they were like a thorn in their throats, and they were indescribable to feel sad and arduous.

Han Shu looked around and Ju Nian took a dry towel and handed it to him silently. He felt sad and was afraid that she could not control his humble mouth. He saw him twitching and rubbing his wet hair, saying, "I see if all the messy things in your yard are sold to the waste collector, the money I get will be enough to retire early and enjoy my old age."

After hearing this, Ju Nian felt infinite sympathy, "I'm afraid your old age will be very short."

Han Shu, who "died young", wisely stopped on this topic because he could not tell whether Xie Juinian had completely lost his sense of humor or was telling him a joke that was too cold to the point of being too cold.

For some reason, the old house is more likely to make people feel colder and there is no heating in the house. Han Shu's hands were so cold that they finally wiped their hair so that they stopped dripping water down. He couldn't help but sneeze again. Fei Ming refused to lie back on the bed to rest, so he moved a stool and sat tightly next to her uncle Han Shu. Seeing this, Ju Nian had to lift out a small electric heater that Fei Ming usually used and put it beside the two of them. Han Shu quickly pulled Fei Ming and put his hand close to the heater and baked it. After a while, he felt that the blood in his body began to circulate again. At this time, the discomfort of the wet clothes on his skin became more and more obvious.

He took off his coat, and the thin sweater and shirt inside were wet with the rain. Cheng Men Lixue, someone else, was Xie Men Liyu. His purpose seemed to have been achieved and the consequences were very serious. It was not in vain that he had a pain in Fei Ming. Seeing this, the little guy immediately shouted, "Uncle Han Shu, you are going to get sick like this!"

Han Shukong shook his clothes, coughed a few times, and made a seemingly reasonable request to Ju Nian at the right time, "That... can I borrow your bathroom to take a shower?"

He was really humble, but Ju Nian was really surprised and embarrassed. In her opinion, allowing him to step into this room was her bottom line, and he would never have expected that he would make such a request.

Ju Nian said quietly: "Didn't you say you should sit down and leave after a breath?"

Han Shu opened her eyes wide, "That's what I said, but you see, I'm so wet all over. It's cold, and if I don't change it, I have to catch a cold. I don't have anyone to take care of me now. I'm cooking porridge or something. Maybe the cold will become pneumonia, and pneumonia will become meningitis. Don't breathe at that time, don't stop breathing, it's better."

After saying that, he wouldn't say such things before during the New Year, but if he had a lot of conversation with Xie Junian, he would naturally say some inexplicable dialogues - but if it was effective, it would be fine.

Ju Nian forced a smile, "I don't have any clothes to change you here."

"Yes, aunt, you forgot, in your room..."

"Fairy!"

Tong Yan Wuji, Ju Nian frowned and stopped the child's words. Fei Ming was not careful. She just wanted to keep her uncle Han Shu, but she didn't know that one sentence would make her aunt's face flushed and embarrassed.

"Those are all your old clothes from Sinian's father. How can Uncle Han Shu wear them?"

Han Shu looked at their aunt and nephew in silence and stood up happily, "This is not a problem. I have a change of clothes in my car, I just borrow a place for you."
Chapter completed!