Chapter 709 Closing One's Heart
But they both knew in their hearts that it was already irreversible.
Sang Ruo's eyes reddened slightly, and a single hot tear slid silently down her cheek. Her voice was hoarse, unlike her own: "Kindness? What kindness? So-called kindness is just an excuse for you to comfort yourself. Don't take it seriously..."
From the moment she was diagnosed with infertility, she was sentenced to death.
There is no room for maneuver.
"Xiao Ruo, don't be like this." Bo Jinyan's voice was filled with pain as he raised his hand to wipe away the tears that kept sliding down her cheeks. "Infertility is treatable. The doctor just said that as long as we can find an obstetrics and gynecology specialist, we can definitely cure it!"
He desperately wanted to prove through this method that her infertility was curable and not an incurable disease.
But Sang Ruo was already devastated by the news: "Don't comfort yourself, a lie is still a lie, it can't become the truth."
"I want to go back."
Bo Jinyan wiped away the tears falling from his face and said in a choked voice, "Okay, I'll take you back. I'll take you back right now."
He wanted to go back and ask Aunt Feng to make her a nourishing soup to help her recover; he didn't believe that this wouldn't cure her infertility.
With Bo Jinyan's help, Sang Ruo got into the car and drove back to Qinyuan Bay.
Throughout the journey, Sang Ruo didn't utter a single word. She turned her face to the side, burying her face in her hair, her eyes tightly closed, not giving him even a glance.
Bo Jinyan knew she was upset, so he didn't disturb her and quietly drove home.
After returning home, Song Linlin came downstairs to get a drink of water, but she caught a glimpse of Sang Ruo out of the corner of her eye. She put down her water glass and ran straight into Sang Ruo's arms, saying, "Auntie Ruo, you're finally back."
But Sang Ruo's gaze was empty and cold as ice, devoid of the warmth she once felt when she looked at her.
Startled by her icy gaze, Song Linlin took a step back and tugged at Bo Jinyan's sleeve: "Godfather, what's wrong with Aunt Xiaoruo?"
Why did she feel that Aunt Xiaoruo, who was always gentle, suddenly had such a scary look in her eyes?
Not only was it devoid of warmth, but it also carried a chill that penetrated to the bone and made one's heart tremble.
"It's nothing, Aunt Xiaoruo is just sick." Bo Jinyan knew she was frightened, so he squatted down to comfort her: "Linlin, Aunt Xiaoruo hasn't been feeling well lately, so please don't disturb her rest, okay?"
Song Linlin nodded emphatically and readily agreed, "Okay, I'll do whatever my godfather says."
"Godfather, when will Aunt Xiaoruo be better? I want to play with Aunt Xiaoruo and hear her tell me stories."
Aunt Xiaoruo used to tell her stories, but today Aunt Xiaoruo has become really scary.
It made her feel intimidated and hesitant to approach.
Bo Jinyan glanced at Sang Ruo, who remained unmoved, before lowering his head again to comfort her, "Linlin, illnesses are unpredictable. Sometimes you get better in a few days, and sometimes it may take a year!"
"Linlin, let Aunt Feng tell you stories for a while, or let Brother Xiaokang tell you stories. Don't bother Aunt Xiaoruo for now, okay? Aunt Xiaoruo isn't in a good mood either, so please be understanding."
Xiao Ruo is unable to have children, and seeing a child would probably make him feel sad. He originally thought of sending Linlin to be raised by the old man, but he was afraid that the child would be suspicious.
But Xiaoruo's current state...
It's really not suitable to live with the child anymore.
Song Linlin was a little confused by what Bo Jinyan said, but she still nodded blankly: "Godfather, is Aunt Xiaoruo like this because she is sick?"
Although she was young, she still felt almost instinctively afraid when she saw Aunt Xiaoru looking at her with such cold eyes.
After all, Aunt Xiaoru had never looked at her like that before.
“Yes.” Bo Jinyan also felt sorry for the child: “Linlin, if you are scared, you can go with Brother Xiaokang to stay with Grandpa Bo for a while, because your godfather is busy these days and may not have the energy or time to take care of Linlin.”
Song Linlin blinked: "Godfather, is this okay? Will Grandpa Bo not like me?"
She had finally adapted to the family environment, but she was still afraid that Grandpa Bo would not like her.
Perhaps this is ingrained in her bones—a fear of unfamiliar environments.
"No." Bo Jinyan assured her confidently, "Grandpa Bo, you've met him before. Doesn't Linlin like you a lot every time she sees him? You and Brother Xiaokang are both children of the Bo family."
Although neither of the two children were his biological children, he always treated them as his own.
Now that Xiaoruo is unable to conceive and has been diagnosed with infertility, he is worried that Xiaoruo's negative emotions will affect the child. If it affects the child's physical and mental health, that would be terrible.
It's not worth the risk.
Hearing him say that, half of Song Linlin's fear disappeared: "Okay, then I'll go upstairs and help Brother Xiaokang pack his things. We'll go tomorrow, okay?"
“Okay, I’ll have Aunt Feng go upstairs to help you,” Bo Jinyan said. “If there’s anything you need her help with, just let me know.”
After nodding again, Song Linlin huffed and puffed as she ran upstairs.
Only after she and Aunt Feng had completely disappeared from the stairwell did Bo Jinyan straighten up again, turn around and look at her: "Xiao Ruo, I know you're feeling bad. I'll temporarily leave Linlin and Xiao Kang with my dad, so you can rest assured."
"You sent Linlin and the others away because you were afraid I would hurt them?" Sang Ruo's voice was devoid of any emotion, hollow and empty: "I am, after all, her adoptive mother. Do you think I would hurt them?"
Does he really not trust her?
Bo Jinyan's breath hitched, knowing he was in the wrong: "I know you can't, but the way you are makes me really worried. Besides, you're not fully recovered yet, and I've just resumed work with a ton of things to take care of. I really can't spare the time."
"I sent my two children to my dad's place to be raised, partly to distract us, otherwise we would both be living a very tiring life."
She was already in a bad mood, and he couldn't let her feel any more tired because of the child.
After all, taking care of children is a very tiring thing.
Even though she has a nanny, driver, and bodyguard at home, and everything is provided, there are still some things that she needs to do herself and that cannot be done by her.
Sang Ruo didn't speak, her gaze unfocused, drifting off somewhere.
Seeing her like this, Bo Jinyan sighed. There was nothing he could do but help her upstairs to rest.
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