The old man tactfully declined him many times, saying that he didn't need Ye Fan to stay and that he could just make up for the meal's bill when he randomly came by again.
"Senior, right now I'm homeless and there's no place for me to go. Please let me stay here, and I'll definitely help out."
"Big brother, you have no family?" The little sister's innocent cute face looked up, her tears not yet having dried yet. A sympathetic look appeared upon that small tender face.
In the end, the old man let Ye Fan stay. In the backyard he tidied up a room, telling him he could leave whenever he wanted.
During the night, Ye Fan tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Gently jumping upon the roof, he lay down and looked up at the sky. The clouds had scattered, and the bright moon sprinkled out a weak light. The stars twinkled within the dome of the heavens just like diamonds.
