7 The Voice of Someone Else

However, two years later, Ai Zhiyi's parents asked him to come back. They said that they had already forgiven Ai Zhiyi and wanted to start a good relationship with him.

Ai Zhiyi had completely forgotten how much he loved his parents at that time, so he refused their offer without caring.

Now, that seven years had passed, he realized that he shouldn't chase them away. He felt regretful and ashamed to return, but he had to suppress all of it.

In the past, he used to be selfish for his desires with Chu Weixu, and now there was nothing bad about having to be selfish once again to return to his parents for even a day.

Ai Zhiyi felt confident in his heart, and there was a strong belief that he had never felt apart from his desire to live life with Chu Weixu.

He didn't want to give up. It was never too late for everything. He thought that there was nothing wrong with starting a good thing from an unforgivable mistake. It was better than doing nothing. People would more appreciate it.

After the bitterness, there was a sweetness that he tasted on the tip of his tongue. He lifted the corners of his lips and tried to suppress all the restlessness in his heart. He smiled, feeling confident that all would be fine.

Chu Xinian looked at Ai Zhiyi's face through the rearview mirror and smiled. Seeing his expression, Chu Xinian believed that Ai Zhiyi had already made up his mind to see his parents.

But, besides, there was worry that kept her feeling uneasy. She spoke with a warning tone, "Zhiyi if you come back, don't let other people find out about it. I'm afraid my father will find out and will go crazy if he finds out."

Hearing about this, Ai Zhiyi turned his head towards the woman carefully, he stared at her in silence for a long time, then was stunned to think of her words.

Ai Zhiyi knew that it would be quite dangerous. Because of that person's anger after his son chose to elope, Ai Zhiyi and Chu Weixu had to bear a curse for five years. If it happened again, then their bad luck in these years would return to a curse that would be so painful on their bones.

Ai Zhiyi clenched his fists tightly. He didn't even feel his fingernails piercing deeply into his flesh.

Seeing the gloomy expression on Ai Zhiyi's face, Chu Xinian realized that she shouldn't offend on that matter. She cursed herself inwardly before comforting Ai Zhiyi and herself.

"Zhiyi, what's with that expression? Don't think too much of my words. My father is a busy man, he can't find out or even care about it. Come on cheer up, you're going home, so you shouldn't show a face like that in front of your parents."

Ai Zhiyi lifted his gaze, staring ahead blankly. "Sister Nian, do you think they will truly forgive me?"

"What are you saying?" Chu Xinian chuckled. "Of course, they will forgive you. Why do you think your mother is asking this to me if she doesn't forgive you?"

"But, my father, will he forgive me? He once told me that he didn't want to see me again."

Chu Xinian was silent for a moment, then tried to pressure, "Hey, your parents love you. Trust me."

Hearing about this, Ai Zhiyi didn't feel comforted at all, but on the contrary. However, he couldn't continue to shut himself up in fear. It took a hundred years to get a chance like this.

He left without a word of apology. At least, when he returned to his hometown to meet them, he could apologize before returning to this city again.

Ai Zhiyi took a deep breath.

After the conversation, both of them just spent their time in silence as if they were immersed in their thoughts.

A while later, they arrived in front of a tea house that Ai Zhiyi was managing with Chu Weixu. As soon as Ai Zhiyi was about to get out of the car, Chu Xinian stopped him by saying, "Wait, I have something for my little brother," paused for a second, she then turned around and picked up a parcel on the back seat, then handed it to Ai Zhiyi. She said with a smile, "This is Weixu's favorite cake. While going to music class, I accidentally saw a cake shop, so I stopped by to have a look and found this cake."

Ai Zhiyi smiled gently. He grabbed the parcel and then peeked a little. However, he was surprised when he saw that there was some medicine in it. He immediately lifted his gaze, staring at Chu Xinian with a surprised look.

Ai Zhiyi was about to speak, but Chu Xinian did it first, "Zhiyi, the medicine will last for two months. If it runs out, let me know."

"But ...."

Chu Xinian didn't want to hear any complaints from him. As soon as Ai Zhiyi was about to speak one more time, she immediately cut off his words, as if she could read the words in his head. "Don't tell Weixu if it's all from me, then everything will be fine."

Hearing her words, Ai Zhiyi couldn't say a word. It was useless. He was stunned for a moment, then immediately got out of the car. But, before he walked away, Chu Xinian lowered the window, and then exclaimed, "Zhiyi!"

Ai Zhiyi immediately turned around and bowed slightly at the car window. "What's up?"

Chu Xinian said pleasantly, "It's winter already. Don't forget to have dumplings with Weixu. Fill a lot of meat for Weixu and wish him luck." There was a smile at the end of her words, which conveyed sincerity.

Ai Zhiyi forced a smile on his face but it ended badly. A heavy heart made him feel like he had to push everything so badly.

After Chu Xinian left, Ai Zhiyi took a deep breath as if he had been out of breath along the way. Then, he walked towards the door, then pushed it open.

When he was inside, he immediately stopped walking. He looked around with a frown, but he didn't see anyone. No customers and Chu Weixu wasn't at the counter either.

Ai Zhiyi thought that Chu Weixu was in the toilet, so he rushed to look for him there. But, as he knocked on the door, there was no answer. He then went upstairs, but he couldn't find him yet. There was only a dim light that made the room look gloomy.

Ai Zhiyi started worrying about Chu Weixu. He took out his cell phone shortly, then dialed Chu Weixu's number.

But, as soon as the call was connected, the voice of someone else was heard on the other line.

"Hello?"