“Ahhhhhh…”
Little Yichen sat up in bed, drenched in a cold sweat.
He had a dream. In his dream, he saw two Youyou’s, one in a white shirt and the other in a black shirt. The boy in the black shirt was lying flat on the surface of the sea, holding the other boy’s wrist and forcing him to kill him.
“Youyou…” Little Yichen turned around and looked at the other side of the bed. It was empty. He had no idea how long it had been empty for. “Youyou…”
Little Yichen immediately rolled out of bed, and shuffled frantically across the room in his slippers. He opened the door and looked out. There was no sign of Youyou.
He felt inexplicably uneasy, and not just because of the dream. The telepathic connection between the twins made him realize tacitly that Youyou was in danger!
“Youyou…” Little Yichen walked towards the balcony. Through the French window he saw a lone figure sitting on a swing by the flower terrace in the back garden.
Youyou was sitting on the swing with his head bowed. The morning sun poured over him, bathing him in a golden glow.
Little Yichen sighed with relief. He opened the door and stepped into the back garden and walked towards his brother. As he approached Youyou, he reached out slowly and placed his hand gently on his shoulder.
“Youyou…”
Youyou’s head remained lowered, he was unresponsive.
Little Yichen could not help but start worrying. “You slept late yesterday. Why are you up so early?”
He didn’t mentioned the dream he had. He’d thought he was being too sensitive. It was just a bad dream and he’d made so many associations.
Youyou finally lifted his head, opened his eyes, and looked at his brother with clear, transparent eyes, pure as spring water.
He was startled, and his pupils constricted.
“Big Brother.” Youyou took a deep breath of fresh air. “I’m back,” he said flatly.
“Youyou…” Little Yichen looked taken aback.
Even though Youyou still had the same facial features, something about his temperament was different.
“Youyou…” Tears of joy rolled down Little Yichen’s cheeks. “You’re finally back!”
He was so excited that he leaped forward and hugged Youyou tightly. Deeply moved, he said, “I thought you’d never come back.”
Youyou stood frozen for a long moment in the boy’s arms, a look of resignation on his face.
This guy… is as flustered as ever.
And yet… it brought him that long-lost sense of warmth.
He hugged his brother back, tightly. “Yes, I’m back!” he smiled and said.
Plop. A hot tear fell onto his forehead.
Youyou laughed even harder. This guy was actually crying from all the emotions he was feeling. Was he so emotional to see him again?
Youyou ruffled the boy’s hair. Little did he know that this gesture actually made him feel like an older brother indulging his little brother.
Little Yichen only hugged him tightly. He said, “Now that you’re back, don’t leave again!”
Youyou laughed at his sniveling. “I bet you were hoping I won’t come back?”
“Of course not! I never thought that way!”
“I think that’s exactly what you’re thinking!”
The boy flushed. “Am not!” He knew Youyou was joking, but he didn’t want him to make such a joke.
Youyou rebuked him, then petted his head and snorted. “Did you take good care of Mommy and Little Sister while I was gone?”
“Of course!”
