"Okay, young master, I have to go! Take care of yourself for me, alright?" Huniu looked at Yelang, her expression tinged with a little reluctance and worry.
"Take care of yourself for me, alright?"
This sentence deeply touched Yelang's heart, a feeling that could not be expressed in words.
"Okay, I will..."
Slowly, Yelang watched the team escorting Huniu move farther away until he couldn't see the silhouette of the carriage carrying Huniu. He remained dazed at the door for a while; if it weren't for Yelan Yu speaking, he probably would have stayed there even longer.
"You're reluctant, aren't you! Do you regret not being a little selfish?" Yelan Yu stood beside Yelang, saying gently.
"What's there to be reluctant about? I can manage alone! Selfishness, in my dictionary, only has selfless dedication!" Yelang said somewhat forcefully, and anyone could see he was being strong.
"Alright, let's not talk about this. I'm curious, if you treasure her so much, why didn't you personally escort her back?" Yelan Yu didn't want to upset Yelang, seeing him uncomfortable made her feel uncomfortable too.
"I did want to, but would you agree?" Yelang asked in return.
"No!" Yelan Yu and Long Anqi's answer was quite clear. They wouldn't agree to let him go out now, so they would strongly oppose it.
"Not only would you not agree, she wouldn't either," Yelang said flatly as he watched Huniu disappear, with deep reasons for her not wanting him to go. She didn't want Yelang to be seen by her people; she didn't know how her kin would treat her young master.
This was something Yelang could guess. It had been mentioned before, when Huniu mentioned her family, and when the young master said he wanted to visit her home, she immediately objected, which was very rare for someone as meek and obedient as her.
Yes, Huniu acknowledged that she was Yelang's slave girl, but would her people recognize this identity? It's difficult to say; they might see it as an insult and act against Yelang.
Perhaps, after learning about the situation and that Yelang was her benefactor, her people would bypass him, but this was still uncertain. So, she wouldn't let Yelang take the risk; she wanted to make sure he was safe before she would let him go.
Putting aside all these, even if there weren't these reasons, if Yelang escorted Huniu back, she would definitely bring him back, and it would repeat. She would only truly go home if Yelang didn't see her off!
Turned around and left...
"Huh?" Yelan Yu suddenly noticed a slight water element fluctuation when Yelang turned around. Could it be...
"Younger brother, are you crying? Haha, you're crying..."
Yes, Yelang's eyes were a little moist; he was crying.
Originally, Ye Lanyu would have thought that Ye Lang would definitely not admit it, but Ye Lang did something very unforgettable. He insisted on admitting it, and furthermore...
"Men cry, cry, cry! It's not a crime!! Even the strongest person has the right to be exhausted! If there's only a broken heart behind the smile! Why pretend to be so pitiful!! Men, cry..." Ye Lang imitated Lao Liu's singing style, bursting out the emotions in his heart, singing as he entered the Ye family's gate.
"Younger brother, your song may not be great, but it's very tasteful, with a man's spirit. Where did you learn it from?" Ye Lanyu chased after Ye Lang and asked curiously.
To Ye Lanyu's question, Ye Lang's response was, "Don't mind me, I haven't vented enough yet!"
"Even if it rains, it's a kind of beauty. Why not take this opportunity to cry once, it's not a crime!"
"..."
At night, the moon softly shone its light on the earth. In the quiet night, a voice broke the silence within the Ye family.
"The cold wind tonight tears my heart apart, in a panic I stumble my way back, the hazy drizzle has a hazy beauty... why am I crying in such a sorry state, do I still have some attachment to you... crying, crying, crying person..."
With a pipa in hand, Ye Lang forcefully accompanied this song, the sorrowful sound of the pipa, coupled with the sorrowful singing, made people feel an overwhelming sadness.
Using a pipa was not for want of a guitar, but because he didn't know how to play the western instrument, as the Martial Arts Treasury only had ancient Chinese musical instruments. If he had time in the future, he would play some western instruments, but for now, the pipa was his forte.
Purely in terms of pipa sound and singing, everyone didn't find it unpleasant, instead, they found it very enjoyable to listen to. However, the people in the Ye family didn't want to listen anymore, their reason being -
"I can't take it anymore, isn't he letting us sleep?!" The Ye family's servant dared not speak up but muttered quietly.
"Damn, this brat has been singing all day, isn't he tired?" The elders of the Ye family were just curious and helpless.
"Thirteen, I have a date tomorrow, let me sleep!!" Ye Lang's cousin didn't mince her words. Those who were affected would just directly curse him.
No matter how pleasant the music is, at an inappropriate time, it can become noise, especially with prolonged continuation.
Ye Lang didn't know whether he hadn't vented enough or if he had become addicted to singing. After Tiger Girl left, he had been singing all the way until now, even choosing songs with a hint of sorrow, making the entire Ye family mourn with him.
Initially, this wasn't a problem, many people also liked to listen to such songs. The problem was that it had been going on for too long, which made everyone a little unable to bear it.
This phenomenon also indicated a problem, that is, perhaps no one could surpass the important position of Tiger Girl in his heart, at least in the future, such emotions were extremely rare in him.
"Tae Ya..." After seeing this situation, Ye Lanyu and Long Anqi seemed to feel a bit jealous, but more than that, they were grateful. Tiger Girl had taken care of Ye Lang for so long, far more than they had.
After this incident, Ye Lanyu and Long Anqi treated Ye Lang better than before, completely feeling like they were treating him like a treasure. They seemed to want to catch up to Tiger Girl's position in Ye Lang's heart.
Afterward, Ye Lang really stopped singing, which made his cousin who had just shouted feel very comfortable, and decided to reward her obedient cousin tomorrow. However, she quickly became annoyed, swearing to never give Ye Lang a good face in the future.
Yes, Ye Lang did stop singing after that, but he started playing his pipa, performing a piece with a faint sorrow, "Pipa Language."
Tonight, the Ye family was destined to have a sleepless night!!
On this night, many people grew to hate Ye Lang's music, but many years later, they regretted why they didn't listen a bit longer, why they didn't cherish it.