He’s As Dazzling As The Stars

Yu Zeyao sat on the sofa, holding her next to her with one hand, "I have no problem with you going back to take care of your dad, but you will leave it to me Jingrong."

"Let Jing Rong be with you?"

"Yeah." Yu Zeyao said: "With him here, I don't have to worry that you won't come back to me in the future, right?"

Jing Yu was funny, "So, you used to hold my dad as a hostage, now you are holding Jing Rong as a hostage."

Yu Zeyao looked deeper, "But you have to know, it is you that I want to hold back the most."

The words of a man made Jing Yu a touch of sweetness in his heart. She smiled and said, "Although your sweet words are very useful to me, but the premise is that I have to ask Jing Rong what I mean first."

"Of course. I will fully respect his decision."

Jing Yu said, "I will visit Yanzhi in person next day. You can accompany me when you have time."

"Yeah." Since she insisted, Yu Zeyao nodded.

Two people waited in the hall for the young man to come over, Jing Yu looked forward to it. From time to time, he raised his head and looked out.

at last……

A car came into her sight.

Jing Yu got up from the sofa almost immediately and ran to the door. Yu Zeyao followed behind her a step slower.

As the vehicle stopped, Wen Yanzhi frowned slightly while looking at the huge mansion in front of him.

Where is this?

"Master Jing, here we are." It was not Wen Yanzhi who sent him but the driver.

When he came out, Wen Yanzhi had always been in the room and had never come out. As a result, Jing Rong did not have time to say goodbye and thank you.

Jing Rong asked: "Where is this?"

"This is the Vice Presidential Palace. Master Wen ordered you to be sent here." The driver explained as he took the wheelchair out of the trunk. Jing Rong supported the body and moved out slowly.

"Jing Rong!" At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly arrived.

Jing Rong was pleasantly surprised.

When I looked up, I saw Jing Yu coming out of the house.

She spread her hands and embraced Jing Rong excitedly. Although Jing Rong could stand on his legs occasionally, he still couldn't exert his energy. When he was rushed over, his body shook in embarrassment, and he leaned on the car body to barely stabilize himself.

"Sister." Jing Rong stood firm, hugging Jing Yu back excitedly.

He stood for a while, and his legs hurt badly. Seeing the sweat on the boy's face, Yu Zeyao stepped forward and reminded: "Okay, Yu'er, let go of Jing Rong first. You make him uncomfortable like this."

Jing Yu finally regained consciousness, and quickly let go of Jing Rong.

"Jing Rong, let me see! How is your injury? Is it still very serious?" Jing Yu looked at him worriedly.

Jing Rong shook his head and smiled, "It's okay, it's a lot better already."

Yu Zeyao personally took the wheelchair from the driver and pushed it over, "Sit down first."

Jing Yu also found Jing Rong's patience very painful, and his heart ached. What I wanted to say, my throat was tight, and I couldn't say a word.

Jing Rong gratefully nodded to Yu Zeyao, "Thank you brother-in-law."

Yu Zeyao was startled by this name, then raised his lips and smiled, "No thanks."

Jing Yu was always worried about Jing Rong's injury, and had no intention of listening to such a conversation between the two men. She stared at them as they entered the vice presidential palace.

"Miss Jing, Master Jing delivered, then I'll go home first." The driver said goodbye to her.

Jing Yu returned to his senses, "Wait a minute."

She asked the driver, "How is Jing Rong's injury? What happened to him, do you know?"

"These hours have always been me picking up Master Jing. In addition to hurting his leg, Master Jing also hurt his hands badly. At first, he couldn't take care of himself. Now his hands are a little better, but I heard that it’s impossible to hold the right hand anymore. Paintbrush."

The driver's words were plain, but Jing Yu heard it in his ears, but he was struck by lightning.

Can't take care of yourself...

Even...can't hold the paintbrush anymore? !

She couldn't imagine what a huge blow this was to her Jing Rong.

The paintbrush is his weapon in life. Painting is even more of his persistent dream.

Jing Yu stood there dumbfounded, looking at the driver's car, only feeling sore in his eyes. She sucked her nose vigorously before she pressed down the sourness. Change to a relaxed posture and turn back into the house.

If Liang Shengyi did all this, then he would be too scary!

Jing Yu made enough mental preparations to return to the house. She thought, she couldn't let Jing Rong live here.

During the period of his most torment, she, as a sister, has not taken care of him and has not given him the comfort he deserves, so in the next time, she can't let him leave her.

However, as soon as I walked in, I hadn't even spoken to express my meaning. I only heard Yu Zeyao say: "I have discussed with Jing Rong, and he will live with me in the future."

"..." Jing Yu was taken aback. So fast?

She cast her gaze on Jing Rong, squatted down, and stared at him, "Jing Rong, I must ask your opinion. I have to respect you. Also, don't worry about embarrassing me. I..."

"Sister, brother-in-law said, only if I live here, you will have more chances to meet him." Jing Rong cut off Jing Yu's words and smiled, "I think brother-in-law is very good, I hope you see more."

"..." Jing Yu was speechless, "is that really the reason?"

"And..." Jing Rong looked serious, "I don't want you to be too tired."

Jing Yu sighed and touched his head, "I hope I can always be with you."

"I hope very much too. But I am a boy and cannot be taken care of by you all the time."

Jing Yu held back the soreness in his eyes, smiled relievedly, and nodded, "Okay, I respect what you mean. You want to live here. I will visit you often in the future."

Jing Rong smiled. Look up at Yu Zeyao. Yu Zeyao shrugged, "I didn't lie to you."

Wen Yanzhi came up with a really good idea. Put Jing Rong here, she must come back more a day.

Yu Zeyao asked the housekeeper to clean up the room in advance. Jing Yu personally packed his luggage. In the box, there are only a few sets of clothes, and the rest are textbooks and drawing books.

Jing Yu looked at the painting books, feeling stunned. Fearing that he would see his emotions affected, he only silently pressed the painting book under the cabinet.

Jing Rong sent this little action and laughed, "Sister, you don't need to hide. My most vulnerable time has passed."

Jing Yu raised his head.

He stretched out his hand, "Give me the drawing book. I am used to putting it on the bedside, and I will look at it before going to bed and when I wake up."

Jing Yu sounded sour, but still put the painting book on the bedside according to his words. She thought for a while and said, "Jing Rong, my sister will not give up on you, and I hope you don't give up on yourself."

"Sister, I didn't give up." Jing Rong took the painting book, and he said: "My right hand is useless, but, I figured it out..."

"Ok?"

"I still have a left hand. The injury of the left hand is not as bad as the right hand. I will start practicing now, and maybe one day, I can still make a painting that satisfies me."

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