Ye Wanwan thought maybe she was overthinking things.
But no matter what was wrong with him, it was better to hold onto his hand so she wouldn't have to worry about not keeping up.
At such a big place, it would be very easy to get left behind and lost.
After she grabbed onto his hand, Si Yehan merely slowed down but remained speechless and walked her around the old house.
When he was preparing to go for a second round, Ye Wanwan couldn't take it any longer. "Si Yehan, my legs are tired. Should we sit for a bit?"
Si Yehan glanced at her, seemingly not wanting to stop but in the end, he brought her to sit on a long wooden bench.
Ye Wanwan sighed in comfort, loosened her grip on him, stretched her body and muttered, "Grandma's really nice. I was afraid she wouldn't like me at first."
Si Yehan looked at his empty palm for an instant, then returned his gaze, "No way."
Actually, Ye Wanwan knew that aside from her good behaviour, the biggest factor in determining Grandma's impression of her still depended on Si Yehan. As the saying goes, he that loves the tree loves the branch.
As long as she didn't make the same mistakes or cross a line, the meeting this time would most likely go smoothly. Of course, showing some affection to Si Yehan wouldn't hurt.
"Oh yes, Si Yehan, why does grandma call you Little 9th and others call you 9th young master?" Ye Wanwan asked out of curiosity.
According to what she knew, Si Yehan only had an elder brother so wasn't he supposed to be second in line?
Si Yehan leaned against the chair, glancing at the stars above, "I've been weak and sickly since I was little, so this was a way to avoid tempting fate."
After hearing this, Ye Wanwan understood, "So this was the reason. I've also heard this saying before. So making your family members call you 9th young master instead of 2nd young master would prevent the Grim Reaper from taking your soul, huh?"
"Hm."
"Whether it's true or not, it's better to err on the side of caution."
Si Yehan was still alive after all and even lived to become a devil that ghosts and humans feared, a living king of hell.
It was said that Si Yehan and his father had been attacked previously and his father had died on the spot. After getting injured in that incident, his body had never really recovered.
Considering how Si Yehan went through such a tragedy at a young age, barely holding onto his life, not to mention his current insomnia and possibly numbered days left on this earth, it was no wonder that old madam loved him so ferociously.
Due to the good atmosphere, Ye Wanwan asked a taboo question out of curiosity, "Si Yehan, why can't a fine guy like you fall asleep all the time?"
Ye Wanwan waited for Si Yehan's reply but nothing came, and just as she thought she had gone overboard, she felt a load on her shoulders.
She turned her head subconsciously and saw that Si Yehan was leaning on her shoulder with both eyes closed, with long and calm breaths… He had fallen asleep.
"Er…" Ye Wanwan's expression darkened and she swallowed her question.
Si Yehan seemed to be sleeping soundly; Ye Wanwan didn't dare move and let him continue resting on her.
However, the night was chilly and if he continued to sleep like that, he'd most likely catch a cold…
The worried Ye Wanwan didn't notice that not too far off, stood two people.
The old madam realised that the two of them hadn't returned for some time, so she went out to the courtyard with the housekeeper to find them.
What shocked her the most was that the two children were on the bench and her grandson had his eyes shut, leaning against that girl's shoulder. He seemed to be asleep…
How… How could that be?!
"Housekeeper Zhong knew the old madam very well and naturally knew about young master's strange illness. His face was also filled with surprise at this sight. "Old madam, this…"
The old madam's expression was still anxious and doubtful. She slowed down and walked towards the both of them carefully.
Seeing the old madam there, Ye Wanwan subconsciously wanted to get up but because Si Yehan was leaning on her, she couldn't stand up. "Grandma…"
The old madam looked confused and seeing that her grandson still had no reaction as she got closer, she said, "Wanwan… Little 9th, he…"
Ye Wanwan was afraid of the bad temper he'd get when woken up and so hadn't dared to wake him up until now. But now that old madam was here, she gently shoved him, "Si Yehan, wake up…"
The guy sleeping soundly against her furrowed his brows after being pushed. His peaceful and gentle expression was stained with a shroud of darkness, seemingly displeased.
The old madam stared at her grandson's sleepy face and it took her a long time to regain her senses as she was filled with emotion. "Don't… Wanwan, don't wake him up, let him sleep for awhile! This child usually sleeps too little…"
Si Yehan's small frown caused Ye Wanwan's little heart to shiver in fear; she also didn't want to get on the wrong side of the devil. She heaved a sigh of relief after hearing that and stroked Si Yehan's hair with her hands to pacify him while asking softly, "Is there a blanket? I'm afraid he'll catch a cold if he sleeps like that."
"There is, there is. Old Zhong, go and get it," the old madam briskly replied.
"Yes."
Housekeeper Zhong quickly came back with a light and soft grey blanket.
"Thank you, Uncle Zhong!" Ye Wanwan took the blanket and covered Si Yehan.
After she had soothed him, Si Yehan's brows were no longer furrowed together and he was sleeping soundly again.
The old madam was afraid that she'd disturb her grandson, so she signalled Ye Wanwan with her eyes and then left silently with the housekeeper.
Actually, the old madam didn't go far. She kept watch for a bit, watching the way her grandson slept, her eyes red.
"Old Zhong, go fetch Xu Yi and Dr Mo!"
"Yes, old madam." Housekeeper Zhong immediately called for them.
Mo Xuan and Xu Yi were at the old house, and after being called, they quickly followed Housekeeper Zhong to the courtyard.
"Old madam, did you ask for me?" Mo Xuan felt uncertain as he thought old madam would be meeting her future granddaughter-in-law. Why did she call me over at this hour?
Xu Yi, who was standing at the side, didn't understand either.
The old madam stared at Mo Xuan sternly, "You told me before that Little 9th's recent condition was very terrible, the failure rate of the hypnotism was increasing and he couldn't fall asleep for many days in a row, right?"
As this tough problem was brought up again, Mo Xuan nodded slightly, "Yes."
After the old madam heard his answer, she pointed a short distance away, "Then tell me, what's the meaning of that?"
Mo Xuan's confused gaze followed the direction that old madam was pointing towards. Then, he saw that Si Yehan was actually sleeping soundly against Ye Wanwan.
Mo Xuan was speechless, "This…"
"I even went over to confirm that Little 9th was asleep. Also, I've been watching from here and he's slept for half an hour already," the old madam said.
Mo Xuan was even more surprised--Si Yehan actually slept without my hypnotism?
Xu Yi was also stunned.
"How did 9th master fall asleep?" Mo Xuan asked anxiously.
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