Chapter 184: Without Her, How Can I Be Happy? (2)

In fact, he never thought of it in this way, only thinking that he really liked her, but did not think that behind it was such history.

When all was said and done, the He family was indebted to Su Qiuzi.

“Have you talked to Qiuzi about it?” He Fengjia put a white piece on the board and repeatedly asked, “You should come back for the Spring Festival, right?”

Across the table, He Yu’s finger holding the black piece made a slight pause, as a ray of sunlight permeated through his long and slender fingertips, he dropped the piece and said, “She has been shooting a documentary project lately and is currently in the western region. The assignment is rather tight, so she won’t be able to come back for the Spring Festival.”

“How are you two doing lately?” He Fengjia asked from the opposite side.

Upon his question, He Yu did not answer again, but only smiled shallowly.

After having New Year’s Eve dinner, He Fengjia and He Yu both celebrated the New Year together. For so many years, because of He Fengjia’s health, they rarely stay up all night to celebrate the New Year. The two talked about many things, mostly about the lively days at the He family in the past.

In the past, there was a period of time when He Yu had a bright day, he remembered that it was when his grandmother had not died, his parents had not divorced, and Huai Jing’s mother had not left the house. At that time, it was the most harmonious and lively time for the He family.

This was but a few years, ultimately such a large family house, leaving only the two grandfather and grandson.

There were many bright lanterns outside, with the fireworks exploding in the dark night sky. The living room was heated, silent and warm. He Fengjia looked at the night sky and said, “It’s been a long time since I had such a peaceful New Year’s Eve.”

Humans were emotional creatures, such as love and hatred that lasted for years and decades, but once it was over, there were often many emotions arising while the mind relaxed.

He Fengjia had thought that this life, this hatred would be stagnant in the heart, but never did it occur to him that it was his grandson who finally helped him to avenge it and release all the grievances.

However, the consequences were such that he did not think it was easy.

In the wee hours of the morning, He Yu sent He Fengjia to sleep in his bedroom. When he got back to the Ranfeng Mansion, the sky outside was not yet fully lit, and with the advent of the Spring Festival, the sound of firecrackers was incessant. The corridor lights were turned on, but the door of the house was empty.

Recalling last year’s Spring Festival, Su Qiuzi bought red spring couplets and blessing characters to decorate the house to bring some festive flavor. And this year, there was nothing at all.

Beneath the thick eyelashes, his eyes were deep, He Yu pushed the door and returned home.

On the first day of the New Year, Miao Hualing called him and habitually went to her house for dinner. When Miao Hualing was busy in the kitchen, He Yu didn’t accompany Lian Junyin to play, but went to help in the kitchen.

In the past, it was Su Qiuzi who was busy in the kitchen together with Miao Hualing, whereas He Yu who had a long leg and a tall body felt a bit cramped in the kitchen. But he already had some cooking skills, so he was more capable of helping than Su Qiuzi.

Not long after, even Junyin also came in, she leaned on the door, watching her mother and brother busying themselves. When Miao Hualing finished a dish, she would clamor for a taste every now and then. When He Yu handed the dish over, Lian Junyin picked up a slice of chopped lotus root, which was crunchy, then asked, “Brother, aren’t you pretty good at everything you do?”

When Lian Junyin’s words fell, the light smile on the man’s face faintly closed up. In his head, another girl’s voice came to mind, and she asked the same thing.

“No.” He Yu replied.

“You obviously can do everything.” Lian Junyin retorted, “You do everything very well.”

As soon as Lian Junyin made her first question, the atmosphere in the kitchen was clearly dampened, which she tried to revive, but with little success. It was all because of He Yu, who was a tad more silent than before.

Lian Junyin raised her eyes to her mother for help, but Miao Hualing only glanced at her and then said, “Qiuzi paid me a visit this morning.”