Don’t Cry Yini

Feng Xinying hurriedly walked towards her room avoiding his gaze. She could feel his stare behind her as she was climbing the stairs. Her mind was confused. Did they know each other in the past? How come she never remembered a thing about it? She went inside her room and took out all her old photographs from the attic and sieved through them to understand what he tried to say. But she was not able to comprehend his statement. She became tired after going through a lot of pictures and then just gave up at the end. She changed and went off to sleep.

Xie Yuansheng lit a cigarette and puffed smoke in the living room. He had sat down on the sofa after Feng Xinying had left and rested his head behind after lighting a cigarette. He remembered everything about them. When they were young, their mothers were best friends. Feng Xinying's mother Cai Xin would spend her time with Xie Yuansheng's mother Xie Biyu, whenever she was in the country. Her father was always so busy that she would end up going to her and spending her day rather than spending time with the socialites around. Feng Xinying would always accompany her mother because then she got the chance to play with Xie Yuansheng.

She would love playing with him and the two would spend hours building castles in sand or playing husband and wife. They had numerous dolls, which would become their children. Once Feng Xinying had tied ten dolls in a line with a string and would drag it everywhere the two of them would go. When Xie Yuansheng asked her, "Why are you carrying these dolls with you?" she said, "They are our children Xiao Sheng. They will be with us everywhere we go otherwise they will fell sad."

Xie Yuansheng laughed at her and said, "Children will be with the mother, which is you. I will go to the office and earn money. So you must go and put them to bed."

Feng Xinying became sad. She didn't want to part with her dolls. So she started crying. Xie Yuansheng was irritated by her first, but then came to her and wiped her tears with his shirtsleeve saying, "Don't cry Yini. We will take the dolls wherever you want." And Feng Xinying's smile returned.

Xie Yuansheng remembered so many such small incidents that had occurred between the two of them in detail. He loved her right from their childhood stage. However, an unfortunate incident brought disaster when their mothers died in the car accident. After that he rarely got to see her, only in the common parties. His aunt had become his guardian and so they had moved to a different place.

His memory about that cute little girl, who would follow him everywhere without fail, remained etched in his mind. He yearned to meet her and wondered if she even remembered him over the years. With the advent of time, she forgot him. But he never left hoping. He knew that she was a little child full of love, a bundle of love who wanted closeness. Although he got the motherly love from his aunt, she was devoid of it. And the fact that her father had married two more times, made it worse on her. She had become extremely vicious and reserved. She had locked her love and tender care somewhere in her mind and thrown the keys in deep ocean.

Just in order to be near her, he had applied to get in her school winning a scholarship. He would watch her closely. He would find opportunities to become close to her, but she shunned every person who tried to get close to her. He was waiting for a moment for her to notice him. And when the moment came, he went on the stage to get the reward. She noticed him, but everything just went awry after that. Why did he try to hard to get the best student award? He regretted it.

When his aunt announced to him that she was marrying Feng Zhantian, he became excited that finally he had the chance to be with her. It was the day of the graduation. When he shifted with his aunt to the Feng Mansion the next day, Feng Xinying had already run away.

Xie Weihui had tried to convince Feng Zhantian to get her back, but he refused.

All his hopes died with that refusal. He was holding on to that thread for so long and was so excited that he would finally be with her that now he became gloomy. He locked himself in his room and cried like a baby. He wanted his mother, his Yini back in his life. He missed those days dearly. Why couldn't he forget them?

He had become so possessive about her when she had come back that he had caged her like a bird. Her rejection would incite his jealousy.

After his reincarnation, all that was in the past. He had to make their lives better in this life.

He must have smoked a packet remembering the past, when his reverie was broken by persistent ring of his phone. Yun Chen was calling.