flstandardbreds Chapter 352 Well taken care of
Chapter 352 Well taken care of
Hearing that Song Beiyou would take him back to the Duan family's old house when it got light, Duan Yu felt much more relaxed.
At this moment, I don't feel like there are too many women in the house; instead, I feel a strong sense of security.
Of course! With Yan Dong, his uncle's capable subordinate, Gu Panpan, the heir of a family of sorcerers, and his aunt with her high combat skills and intelligence, how could he not be safe?
When I get back to the Duan family home at dawn, I'll review the security footage carefully to see exactly how I got through that time.
Hopefully it's not too scary, otherwise he'll have to stay at his aunt's place from now on.
Hey!
Surprisingly, the sofa at his future aunt's place is quite comfortable to sleep on.
After everyone had left to rest, he leaned against the sofa, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
He slept soundly until dawn, and in his hazy sleep, he seemed to hear the voice of his uncle, Duan Yao, coming over.
He overheard his uncle talking to his future aunt about going to live together at the Duan family's old house.
The future aunt seemed both willing and reluctant, as if she had overheard her saying that if anyone was to leave, it would be someone from her side.
His uncle makes sense, but I still hope his aunt will consider what he said.
Later, my aunt, who wasn't the type to be difficult to reason with, said she would think it over carefully.
Later, his uncle even walked over to his sofa, looked him up and down, and said that Duan Yu was a jinx.
Duan Yu wanted to retort, but he was too tired and couldn't get up while he was asleep, so he couldn't refute her.
And after his uncle left, when things were quiet around him, he thought about it and realized that he was indeed quite unlucky.
Before going to sleep, I could tell from Gu Panpan's words that the person she was looking for was her uncle. I don't know where things went wrong, but later it turned out to be Duan Yu.
Really are!
It's too much of a coincidence that he's unlucky.
And so, lost in thought, Duan Yu drifted off to sleep again.
Still dreaming.
In his dream, he was still very young, and his parents were still alive.
One person held his hand on each side and led him into a vast expanse of white.
Walking and laughing together is what a happy family should look like.
In front of him were his grandmother and uncle.
As he walked, his parents disappeared, and his grandmother took his hand instead.
He started crying loudly...
At this point in the dream, someone patted Duan Yu on the shoulder, startling him awake.
The moment he woke up, his face was covered in tears.
Standing next to him was Song Beiyou, who was handing him a tissue. "Are you alright? Did you have a nightmare?"
Duan Yu shook his head and said honestly, "It wasn't a nightmare, I dreamt about my parents."
Song Beiyou guessed it and handed the things Duan Yao brought over to Duan Yu, saying, "These are clothes your uncle brought for you to wear when you go out."
"Let me wash you up and then I'll take you back to the old house."
Duan Yu looked at the bag in Song Beiyou's hand, stood up and took it.
The clothes are new; the tags are still on.
He picked it up and glanced at it; it was his usual style of dress.
Instantly, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes again, even after they had been wiped away.
His uncle remembered his preferences.
Despite his stern face, Uncle Duan Yao remembers his nephew's preferences, even down to the smallest details like his clothing style.
Song Beiyou was good at observing people's expressions. Duan Yu's appearance made her purse her lips slightly. She stepped forward and patted his shoulder, saying, "We all like you very much."
Duan Yu is sunny and ambitious, warm but not spoiled, and has none of the arrogance that one would expect from a young master in the capital.
He is well taken care of and deserves to be liked by those around him.
Song Beiyou's tone wasn't sentimental, but Duan Yu still couldn't help but burst into tears.
It's strange, I've felt strange from last night until now.
An hour later, Song Beiyou brought Duan Yu back to the Duan family's old house.
In the old house's study, after everyone had left, Old Madam Duan listened to what Song Beiyou and Duan Yu were saying.
They watched the surveillance video of Duan Yu leaving home and driving away last night with disbelief, exclaiming "Wow!" repeatedly.
"This this......"
I was completely speechless; I didn't know how to describe my feelings.
"I, I..." Old Madam Duan was still unable to speak coherently.
After a long pause, she said, "I always thought it would be Duan Yao who got into trouble, but it turned out to be my eldest grandson, Duan Yu."
Where did this go wrong? This is terrible!
No way, how did someone take a liking to Duan Yu? That's impossible.
"How come this lazy bum is so lucky?"
Duan Yu, standing to the side, remained silent.
The already young heart was hurt again.
She reached out and tugged at her grandmother's arm. "No, Grandma, what happened to me? What's wrong?"
How am I lazy and good-for-nothing? I'm handsome, tall, and have a great figure, so how could I possibly be someone's favorite?
Really! Pshaw.
Madam Duan was an exceptionally optimistic person, and she was always kind-hearted despite her sharp tongue towards Duan Yu.
Hearing him say that now, she rarely agreed with him, "Yes, yes, my grandson is loved by everyone!"
The girls who want to date you line up from the gate of our old house all the way to the gate of Imperial University; you're incredibly popular.
A hint of smugness appeared on Duan Yu's face. "That's more like it."
Song Beiyou sat to the side, enjoying watching the banter between the grandfather and grandson, and couldn't help but chuckle.
I didn't interrupt; I just watched.
After a while, Madam Duan looked at Song Beiyou and asked, "My dear Youyou, where do you think things went wrong?"
Song Beiyou said with certainty, "It's in that piece of clothing."
Madam, please think about it carefully again. Whose clothes were those that were stolen, Duan Yao's or Duan Yu's?
Could it have been put in the wrong place?
Madam Duan thought carefully, "What I didn't see was a swaddled turban that looked like a piece of clothing, and there were several small flowers on it."
Back then...
At this point, Madam Duan's pupils suddenly dilated. "Back then, Duan Yao didn't want to be wrapped in that swaddling cloth. I wondered if it was because of the several little flowers on it. He would cry every time I wrapped him in it."
Later, I simply stopped giving it to him.
Then the swaddling clothes were kept very well, and after Duan Yu was born, I thought I shouldn't waste them when wrapping him in them.
Hey, you know what, he actually likes it quite a bit. He's all smiles as soon as he's wrapped up, and he's even wet the swaddle several times.
At this point, Madam Duan looked at Song Beiyou and asked, "My dear Beiyou, do you think this has anything to do with each other?"
Duan Yu again, "..."
This is the first time I've felt so wronged and miserable.
Song Beiyou nodded. "Yes."
The longer someone wears underwear, the stronger their personal scent becomes.
That's why the soul-summoning witchcraft would only summon that person with the strongest aura when it was being cast.
Thinking of this, Song Beiyou couldn't help but chuckle again. To borrow a phrase from Gu Panpan, he really wanted to see what the person who performed the witchcraft looked like back then.
She opened her lips, wanting to say a few words of comfort to Duan Yu.
Just then, something flashed outside the study, causing Song Beiyou's expression to change drastically.