Shu Yan remained silent and acted like a quail.

Su Yi gritted his teeth at the sight, wanting to pry open her head to see what was inside.

But in the end, I still couldn’t bear it.

He took a deep breath and planned to drive back to Huashiyuan first. But before he started the car, Shu Yan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly opened the car door in a hurry and ran out of the car.

Su Yi's thick eyebrows jumped hard when he saw it, and his heart twisted into a ball.

Is she so unwilling to go back?

But before Su Yi could become depressed and autistic, he saw Shu Yan quickly running to the path and grabbing a young man wearing a black hooded sweater.

The young man's face could not be seen clearly in the darkness of the night. He could only vaguely see a pair of extremely clear eyes, like the most crystal-clear glass.

Those eyes made Su Yi's eyelids twitch.

He had an inexplicable premonition!

Su Yi quickly got out of the car and walked over.

On the tree-lined path, Shu Yan stared straight at the young man in front of him, carefully looking at his brows and eyes, and his heart started beating wildly after a mole fell on the corner of his eye.

She swallowed, grabbed the boy's sleeve in her hand, and said with difficulty: "Xiao, Xiao Ming, are you Xiao Ming?"

The young man looked at her blankly, with a dull look on his delicate little face, as if he didn't understand why he was caught by a strange woman by his sleeve and was still in a state of confusion.

"Sister, who are you? Do we know each other?"

The young man's clear glass eyes stared at Shu Yan, and his handsome eyebrows wrinkled slightly, like ripples on spring water, clearing a whole patch of green.

Shu Yan looked at him anxiously and nervously, "I am Shu Yan, Yan Ming, you are Yan Ming, right?"

Her hands were shaking.

Because of excitement and nervousness.

Just because she caught a glimpse of the young man's glazed eyes, she rushed over.

This pair of glazed eyes is a light color, not like ordinary people's black or brown, but a particularly light gray, pure and beautiful.

She was almost praying to God that the young man in front of her would be Yan Ming.

Yan Ming, who was five years younger than her, was still so small when he was lost, so small and weak, like a frail kitten that could die at any time.

The teacher was worried about this child at that time, but in the end, it was because of the Song family's involvement that the child was lost, and it was lost for so many years.

Shu Yan's eyes were red, and tears flooded his cheeks in an instant.

The young man looked at her, her tears reflected in his glazed eyes, and panic appeared on his delicate face.

He quickly lowered his head and took out his pocket, the left side and the right side, and finally took out a blue handkerchief embroidered with orchids.

"I'm Yan Ming, sister, wipe your tears and stop crying."

After Shu Yan heard his admission, he immediately shed more tears. He stretched out his hands and hugged the young man tightly, crying until he couldn't stop his tears.

The young man was hugged and raised his hands in panic. He didn't know whether to comfort her or push her away, with a panic on his face.

"Sister, don't cry."

Yan Ming frantically tried to stop her tears, and finally cautiously lowered his hand and patted Shu Yan's back, gently, as if comforting a sad kitten.

Su Yi watched this scene from a distance, feeling as if he was stabbed in the heart.

I can't tell you what it feels like.