Soon, when Ling Jingxuan came back drying his hair, Yan Shengrui had already tied up his own hair and waited there, with a common quality wood comb in his hand. Looking at his neat topknot, Ling Jingxuan couldn’t help saying that. To be honest, he really admired those people of ancient times. Only with a hairpin they could fix their waist-long hair. He had been here for nearly two months but still hadn’t learned how to do it. Every time it was his turn to comb hair for the kids, he’d use a sheadline to tie a high ponytail for them, even himself. Sometimes, he really wanted to cut his hair short. It was really hard to take care of such long hair. And it was so da*n hot. Short hair would be much more comfortable.
“You ask me, who should I ask? Still tied up like usual?”
Pulling him to sit down, Yan Shengrui stood behind him with a comb in his hand, carefully and gently combed his half-dry hair for him..
pαndα`noνɐ1--сoМ “Whatever. Some other day, I’m going to town to buy a pair of big scissors, and cut it short. It really bothers to comb it on and on everyday.”
Looking at themselves in the mirror, Ling Jingxuan frowned.
“What nonsense are you talking about? The hair and skin are from our parents. How can you just cut it off? No one would want to cut off their hair except monks.”
Knocking on his head grumpily, Yan Shengrui said so. One could imagine how sexy and seductive he was when he was lying in bed with his hair messed, especially when he was naked, making his skin more delicate and smoother. Even if he didn’t do anything, he could turn him on instantly. So he could never let him cut his hair short.
“Never mind. We got different opinions on this. Just tie it up randomly for me. Don’t make it so complicated. I’m not used to it.”
Who would grow long hair in the 21st century? On this issue, Ling Jingxuan also didn’t want to argue with him. Just now, he was just saying it. If he really dare to cut his hair short, the two buns would be the first to say no. He didn’t want to listen to their nagging all day. Compared with that, keeping long hair wasn’t such a painful thing.
It seemed that he had been tortured by them too maliciously, otherwise, why would he have a headache every time he thought of their nagging?
One had to say, Yan Shengrui's hands were much more dexterous than Ling Jingxuan's. Soon, he already processed his waist-long hair neatly. Meanwhile, someone was knocking at the door. The two of them looked at each other in the mirror and saw helplessness under each other’s eyes. Judging from the way of knocking sound, who else could it be except the small bun?
“Daddy, daddy, are you awake? Father is gone. Daddy, open the door.”
As expected, Ling Wu’s anxious voice then sounded, Ling Jingxuan got up and found a suit of blue clothes from the wardrobe and threw it to him, and then turned to answer the door.
“Daddy, bad news! Father's gone. Did he abandon us again?”
The moment he pushed the door open, Ling Wu fiercely flapped up and took hold of his leg, the little face full of anxiety looking up at him, with looming traces of tears in the eyes. Ling Jingxuan had a pain in his heart, then squatted, held him while looking over at Ling Wen who was pressing his lips. He pulled him over and said, “No! Your father is here. He didn’t leave or abandoned us again. Be good. Don’t be sad, or daddy will be sad too.”
Only then did he know that they had always been living in that kind of fear.
“Cry~ Daddy, I was so scared. I thought father abandoned us again like last time, boohoo…”
If he didn’t say that, it would be good. But right after those words came out, Ling Wu instantly cried out hard holding his neck, even Ling Wen who had been suppressing his feelings began to choke with tears dripping down. Ling Jingxuan felt awful, and hurriedly helped him wipe off his tears, “Be good, don’t cry. Father will never leave us without telling us. Last night we chatted till late night, so he slept here. Didn’t you also often do that? When you get too tired, you wouldn’t want to go back to your own room. Your father is the same. So, if you meet this kind of thing again, stay calm, and come to daddy to check things out first, OK?”
No matter how sensible they were, they were just kidsa. The absence of Shengrui Yan for nearly five years has left an unimaginable psychological shadow in their hearts.
“I will never leave you again.”
Walking out of the house after getting dressed, Yan Shengrui squatted solemnly in front of them and said so. He never thought they would get so terrified since he only hadn’t been in his own room for one night. He would take them with him wherever he went, until they no longer needed him.
“Father…”
Seeing him, Ling Wu decisively abandoned Ling Jingxuan and ran around him, burying in his shoulder crying, as long as they got up early in the morning, they would go to knock at his door, but this time when they went to knock at the door, they saw that the door was locked from the outside, and the servants also said that hadn't seen him this morning, heaven knew how they were scared at the time. After getting along for the past days, they had already started to like him, if he really abandoned them again…what should they do?
“I'm sorry. In the future, no matter how late it is, I will go back to my own room to sleep. Be good. Stop crying. Or father will also feel sad.”
Holding his son tightly, Yan Shengrui looked at Ling Wen and made the commitment. He also felt inexpressively complicated in his heart.
“Hmm.”
Two brothers nodded. Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan gave each other an eye, and then comforted them for quite a while to calm them down. Although it was just a mistake, it left a scar in Ling Jingxuan and Yan Shengrui’s hearts, which also indirectly led to the result that wherever they went, they’d stay together. Of course, that was the after story.
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