PART 5
Tang Mian nodded.
The child was wearing a pink jacket today, with layers underneath.
If the color of the jacket wasn’t the same color scheme as Yao Lixin’s, it would seem like Jiang Shulu’s child, the way they dressed was scaled-down.
The child was looking at his father who was sitting aside.
The handsome young man’s hands were holding bamboo strips, it looked pleasing to the eye, but his technique was clumsy, he seemed to have no connection with handicrafts.
Tang Mian: “Can I have a chance to help you?”
He was small but precocious, and his comforting words sounded like an invitation, making Yao Lixin want to laugh.
Yao Lixin poked Yao Xuan Yu with his elbow and whispered: “Look at him, no one likes it when you’re sulking.”
The six-year-old child snorted: “But many people like Uncle Xiao Yue when he’s sulking.”
He proudly raised his chin, signaling Yao Lixin to look out the window.
There were many fans who had come from afar today, they didn’t scream wildly, they kept a safe distance, and when Yao Lixin looked over, they asked him not to look.
But it could be noticed that they were mostly looking at Tang Yue.
Yao Lixin: “Is that the same? Can you grow up to look like that?”
Tang Yue’s face was really popular with both men and women.
Compared to Jiang Shulu’s unattainable sense of distance, Tang Yue only had a touch of loneliness, which made people even more want to protect him desperately.
Even men were not spared, Yao Lixin was too, not to mention the now-missing Jiang Shulu.
Being said this by his uncle, Yao Xuan Yu snorted even louder: “I can rely on my talent.”
Tang Mian heard this: “My dad is very talented!”
“I’m going to laugh to death by the children’s mentality of comparison.”
“I feel like Yao Lixin is fanning the flames.”
“Where did Jiang Shulu go? I feel like he was here just now, but he disappeared after the camera turned.”
“Probably answering a phone call.”
“Tang Yue, give up, the program team didn’t say you have to do it, just let Jiang Shulu help you.”
“What happened to them, I really want to know! But Tang Yue getting angry is very funny hahaha, something like, ‘Captain, can you stay away from my child,’ I’m seeing married couples fighting, like ‘yours’ and ‘mine’.”
Yao Lixin was also curious about Tang Yue’s life in the past few years: “What did Little Me’s dad do for work these years?”
Tang Mian proudly said: “My dad can play many instruments, he’s super amazing!”
Tang Mian was a naturally easy-to-raise child, after infancy, Tang Yue basically didn’t need to worry about him.
Liang Yi heard that Tang Yue could even kill cacti before, fearing that this guy would kill his child.
But it turned out that no matter what, Tang Mian had shown extraordinary survival ability since he was a child.
Specifically, when Tang Yue worked day and night for new songs, Tang Mian was like a kitten, able to support himself with an automatic milk dispenser.
Yao Lixin: “He doesn’t sing anymore?”
Tang Mian hummed and glanced at Tang Yue: “My dad only sings to me, he said he doesn’t need to sing for work, just lyrics and music.”
The child became happy again, Yao Lixin really felt that Tang Mian’s personality was not very similar to Tang Yue’s.
Tang Yue had his own world, and his joys, sorrows, and anger were difficult to show richly.
But when it came to his child, he wanted to say everything, and he danced with joy.
Yao Lixin: “I haven’t heard your dad sing for many years, what kind of music does he compose? Can I listen to it?”
Tang Mian glanced at Tang Yue again, his biological father was still diligently learning bamboo weaving.
I don’t know where Tang Yue’s competitive spirit came from, his brows were furrowed, looking like frost had condensed on them, he didn’t look easy to mess with.
Tang Mian whispered, “I don’t know what it’s called, but I’ve heard it.”
Yao Lixin said “Oh,” and lowered his voice: “It’s okay, if you hear it, tell me.”
The two of them were like members of a criminal gang making contact, but they were both wearing earphones, and the audience could hear clearly.
“Laughing to death, I feel like Tang Yue is going to be betrayed again.”
“Tang Yue really looks unhappy, why! What did Jiang Shulu do to him?”
Yao Lixin quietly asked again: “Why is your dad unhappy?”
Tang Mian shook his head: “I don’t know either.”
Yao Lixin: “Has he been like this before?”
Tang Mian: “Dad doesn’t sleep well, sometimes he walks around the house in the middle of the night.”
Yao Lixin: “Didn’t that wake you up?”
Tang Mian scratched his head: “I saw him when I went to the toilet, Dad thought I was a ghost, he almost fainted from fright.”
Yao Lixin：……
He felt very uncomfortable, after all, Tang Yue was really lacking in self-sufficiency.
Being able to live in seclusion for five years without any news, someone must have helped him.
The problem is that Jiang Shulu couldn’t find out, so the scope could only be narrowed down.
What exactly made Tang Yue live in seclusion with his child, did Jiang Shulu know?
Yao Lixin knew very well how much they all loved Tang Yue. He wasn’t an only child, and he treated Tang Yue like his brothers and sisters. Liu Xicháo had a younger brother before, so he knew how to spoil him.
Jiang Shulu was different, he was a bug-like existence, as if he was set with many overly high-level abilities.
When they didn’t know him, they thought he was aloof, a proud son of heaven.
After getting to know him, they found that Jiang Shulu was the opposite of what they saw on the surface.
He was also an ordinary person, influenced by his family, and often unable to help himself.
The three years of AWAY seemed to be the unrestrained freedom he had fought for with his heart and soul.
The only son of a wealthy family had no biological brothers and sisters, and his parents were a marriage of convenience, it wasn’t necessarily good.
Otherwise, why was Jiang Shulu the unhappiest during the New Year?
Liu Xicháo and Yao Lixin were both good at socializing, and they had many friends. Even when they were in a group, they could find time to play games together.
True friends didn’t care about your position, they would laugh and relax while chatting.
This could also be observed when they lived together.
Jiang Shulu, who had no social flaws, had no friends.
Tang Yue, who lost his memory after the car accident, also had no friends.
So, Jiang Shulu’s love for this younger brother Tang Yue was deeper than Liu Xicháo and Yao Lixin’s.
At first glance, everyone had the same size bowl, only Jiang Shulu’s was unfathomable.
You thought it was only the size of a fist, but it could actually hold a lot, yet it was leak-proof and wouldn’t overflow.