Chapter 149

This was indeed Ling Yin's first time in the study. Having spent so much time here with Qu Xing, he'd been everywhere, except for this study, which always had its door closed.

Qu Xing went to the corner, stretched out his arm and turned on the light.

The study is very large, with carpet covering the entire room. There are wooden bookcases that reach the ceiling on all four sides, which are filled with books and look very spectacular. On one side is a large wooden table that can be used as a bed, with two computers on it.

Qu Xing went in but didn't dare to move. He lay on the carpet and remained silent for a while.

Ling Yin went to the desk and picked up a book at random.

Even before he opened it, he knew there was something wrong with the book. Blood was seeping down the side of the book. He didn't dare to open it, so he pulled out a nearby book and still saw tiny specks of blood.

So this was the bookshelf Grandma hadn't let him touch. Even birthday presents would have been hidden in the compartments without the bloody inscriptions. How did this house get from Cun Ziying to Grandma's? Why did Grandma keep these books when she clearly forbade him to read them instead of just destroying them? There's no way to verify these questions.

Qu Xing lay down for a while, then took out his diary from the drawer and pulled Ling Yin to sit in the big chair.

"I'm going to start watching." Qu Xing muttered softly.

After muttering, Qu Xing squeezed towards Ling Yin and said, "Watch it with me, brother."

Ling Yin: “Yeah.”

Qu Xing: "This is the last time..."

This time he didn't have to rub the footer carefully to avoid seeing next year's. As he flipped through the pages, he found that this one seemed very long.

"Is it so long? She only wrote a few sentences before."

Ling Yin said gently, "Let's take a look."

Qu Xing took a deep breath.

The first sentence was still "Happy Birthday to him". But it was a little different from the previous one, which was "Grandma's little star", but this time it was "Happy birthday to Yingying's little star".

Just seeing this sentence, Qu Xing felt that he would not be able to hold back his tears today.

"Xingxing, do you still remember how the name 'Yingying' came about?"

Qu Xing thought for a while.

I don't seem to remember.

"When Xingxing was very young, she kept calling me Yingying. I asked her why she called me Yingying. She said, 'Xingxing doesn't like to be called grandma. She thinks Yingying is just Yingying, not grandma at all.'"

Qu Xing was stunned.

Ling Yin chuckled: "The stars are so sharp."

Qu Xing lowered his eyes: "When I was a child, I probably just thought that calling her grandma would really make her become 'grandma'."

Ling Yin turned his head to look at him.

Qu Xing said, "If she becomes the kind of grandmother in the story who endures hardships and sacrifices for me, I feel like she won't be Yingying anymore, so I'm afraid."

Ling Yin chuckled: "I see."

Qu Xing continued to watch.

"Grandma asked me if the star could call me 'Yu Yu'."

Qu Xing's heart skipped a beat as he realized something.

"Xingxing refused and kept asking me why I was called 'Yuyu'. Grandma was obviously Yingying, so why was she called Yuyu? I didn't dare to say anything."

"Xingxing is twenty now, and must have grown into her full appearance. If I were by Xingxing's side, I would have told her everything myself. If not, Xingxing will have to read it for herself. I've written down everything about Xingxing and Yingying below. No matter what Xingxing learns, she must remember that Yingying has always loved Xingxing."

Qu Xing closed his eyes.

But I already know.

But I already know it.

"In the bookshelf where birthday presents are hidden, there are some books with stories about Xingxing's origins. But Xingxing doesn't need to read them herself. Those words belong to another person's pain, and Xingxing shouldn't bear it. That person is also called Cun Ziying, and she is Xingxing's mother."

Qu Xing put down the diary and looked up.

Ling Yin kissed his hair and said softly, "It's okay, I'm here."

Grandma briefly told the story of Cun Ziying and Qu Hongfei.

To be exact, it should be Erik.

Cun Ziying met Erik at work. She was traveling abroad on behalf of her company to discuss a partnership, and the first thing she saw was the cool, young CEO. After the discussion, Cun Ziying stayed in the conference room and asked Erik, "Your Chinese name is Qu Hongfei?"

Erik didn't answer, but just asked her: "Do you have anything else to do?"

Cun Ziying smiled and said, "What an ugly name! Do you know that your name should be matched with the face of a successful person?"

Erik: “I’m a successful person.”

Cun Ziying: "No, it's the kind of successful old man in his fifties, not a pretty boy like you."

Erik started talking to his assistant about work.

Cun Ziying smiled and turned away. The hem of her skirt swung by as she turned around and accidentally caught the eye of this "successful person".

Erik wasn't one to suppress his desires, and neither was Cun Ziying. When they met for the fourth time in the conference room, Erik took the initiative to call out to Cun Ziying. Cun Ziying smiled, ignored him, and turned to leave. Erik beckoned, and his assistant stepped forward, gently stopping her. She turned back and met Erik's fleeting smile.

A love that he thought was pure and romantic happened to Cun Ziying.

They began to get to know each other and fell in love. They had quarrels during that time, and Cun Ziying realized at several moments that Erik was a little too cold, but she was overwhelmed by love.

The woman that Qu Chen had told Qu Xing about, Qu Chen's mother, appeared in front of the couple in love half a year later, grabbed Erik and cried, saying that she was pregnant.

In front of Cun Ziying, Erik said calmly, "Let it flow away."

Cun Ziying: "When did you two get together?!"

Erik said: "We are not together, it was just an accident."

The woman collapsed: "Surprise! Accident?! You really just treat me as a plaything!"

Cun Ziying was disgusted. Sad and sick. She wanted to leave Erik, but Erik, just like the first time he'd kept her, waved his hand and had someone stop her and lock her up in the villa. He also kicked out the poor, crying, fussing, pregnant woman.

But he couldn't keep Cun Ziying locked up for long, as someone came looking for her two days later. Cun Ziying had lost contact with Erik and returned home.

She discovered she was pregnant.

Erik, that cold and heartless Erik. Like a young boy, he rushed to a foreign land, rushed to Cun Ziying's presence. The mask of indifference was briefly removed.

He said, "I love you."

"I don't have another woman. I just drank that day and she broke into my room. I thought I was with her... In fact, she is not pregnant at all. Her belly is still flat. She lied to me and framed us."

Cun Ziying had never seen Erik so anxious and soft.

Erik: "Let's reconcile, get married, and raise our children together."

Cun Ziying shook his head: "I don't want children."

Erik: "..."

It was rare for him not to use a tough attitude. Instead, he stayed here, doing everything he could to watch over Cun Ziying, take care of her, persuade her, and wished he could bring all the best things in the world to Cun Ziying.

She still gave birth to the child.

Then, with a foul odor, the woman arrived at the bedside of Cun Ziying, who had just given birth. The child was crying beside her, the lump of flesh was in a state of disarray, and so was the woman herself, looking utterly miserable.

Cun Ziying is going crazy.

"He said you weren't pregnant at all."

"The child is dead! Of course there's no child, the child is dead! Died at Erik's hands! Our relationship lasted much longer than yours! We slept together for years! And then all of a sudden everyone tells me he's in love with a woman!"

This was the scene Erik saw when he came in from the ward.

Cun Ziying threw everything she could grab at Erik. She was exhausted, her heart weak. Only one thought ran through her mind: she had trusted such a disgusting man, giving birth to the child he longed for amidst his deceitful, sweet words.

She even had a fleeting thought of strangling the child, who was crying, his eyes wide open, filled with fear.

In the chaotic disputes day after day, Cun Ziying finally won the custody of the child. On the day of naming, Erik wanted the child to have the surname Qu.

Cun Ziying's first reaction was to refuse. But when she looked into the child's eyes, a name suddenly came to her mind.

Quxing.

"Cun Ziying told me that the child's name is Qu Xing. I said, what a big mouth, giving such a name, Cun Ziying said:

Yes, I wanted him to be Qu Xing. I wanted him to be the complete opposite of Erik. I wanted him to be vibrant, talented, brave, determined, dazzling, compassionate, and kind...

She added: "But I can't raise a child like that."

At Cun Ziying's side, Qu Xing always stared at her with blank, terrified eyes, terrifying her. It was as if she could see this child's future, a future he could see through to the end. He would grow up in his mother's fear, becoming someone who trembled at the world. Perhaps he would even blame her and hate her. The thought of this made Cun Ziying's hatred grow even stronger. She wanted to die with this child, but when she heard his heartbreaking cries, she wanted him to get away from her.

"When I first heard the name 'Qu Xing' from Cun Ziying, I had a vague feeling: This child must be mine. I have to watch him grow up. He will be around me and call me grandma all the time until I die."

"I brought Qu Xing back."

"I tried to get rid of this child again and again, and I actually did it again and again. Because I always felt that there were still many things I hadn't done and the world I hadn't seen. I really didn't want to spend so many years on a child. But in fact, every time I did this, I knew deep down in my heart that I would never really throw the stars to anyone."

Meng Hui repeatedly said she would give it to her, but she said: You are already under a lot of pressure to raise a child.

Meng Hui said that she was not under much pressure. She said: "No, I think this star is born to be rich and noble. Your family is so poor, how can you support him?"

Meng Hui cried out, "How could I be poor?" She acted stubborn and went back to find her star. But she wasn't actually looking for a wealthy family. Instead, she formed a team to help her star become wealthy. She told herself: In a few years, she'll be able to leave without worry.

But she still didn't leave.

The only time they nearly gave Xingxing away was when Qu Hongfei, after years of convincing her with all his might, persuaded Cun Ziying to go through the adoption process. The reason for this was that Qu Hongfei truly loved the child and wouldn't treat her badly.

But just like every time before, the branch in her heart, the secret thought of "This child is mine, I shouldn't give him away", made her run away with Cun Ziying at the last moment.

"The truth is cruel. I'm not afraid that Xingxing will doubt herself after knowing the truth. I believe in Xingxing. I hope that Xingxing will use compassion to love the person who bravely gave birth to you, even if her underlying pain is so great, even if she once hated you."

"During the time I've been raising Xingxing, there's still a big problem that's been bothering me. How can I let Qu Xing be Qu Xing?"

"First, he needs freedom, because only freedom can give rise to a full and overflowing soul. He also needs happiness, because only happiness can give him the courage to face the world. And of course, he needs health, because otherwise, where would his vitality come from?"

"But even that isn't enough for him to be Qu Xing. Qu Xing is a deity in heaven. How can a human be like a deity? A deity must be compassionate, pure, kind, and great. Only when they illuminate enough people can they be called dazzling."

"But it doesn't matter. That's Cun Ziying's wish. As for grandma, she doesn't need the stars to be anything."

"I don't dare tell the stars my name, because I'm afraid they'll hate me. But I'll tell them anyway, grandma's name is Qiu Shuyu."

"Of course, Yingying is still Yingying, and will always be Xingxing's Yingying. If one day Xingxing knows who Qiu Shuyu is, I hope she will still like grandma."

"The gift is in the second to last box in the ninth column."

To Ling Yin's surprise, Xingxing didn't shed a single tear. Seeing this, she calmly closed the diary, came to the ninth row without counting, and then stood still.

Ling Yin followed him, hooked his hand, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"Please help me hold it." Qu Xing lowered his head slightly and held his hand.

Ling Yin: "Okay."

He squatted down to look for her, and heard Qu Xing suddenly say, "I think I know this is my grandmother's name."

Ling Yin took out a small box and stood up, saying, "I think I've heard of this name before."