"Wrong, it hurts..."
Chu Liyue then cupped his face in her hands, gently sucking and licking his lips, which were streaked with blood:
"If you dare to have any more wild thoughts next time, I'll punish you by making you sleep alone in a dark room."
Afraid that she might really upset him, she softened her voice and coaxed him, "Sweetie, you have to remember that you are your sister's precious child."
"I'm so sorry I lost you once, how could I bear to let you lose me a second time?"
Xiao Wujie nestled back into her arms, his cheek gently rubbing against her chest, and murmured, "I'm sorry, sister, I was just scared..."
The feeling still chills him to the bone, and he can't even find any hope of living.
Chu Liyue gently stroked his back, kissed his earlobe with her red lips, and comforted him tenderly:
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault. Trust me, I'll never let you get lost again."
After a long silence, Xiao Wujie finally gave her the truth: "Sister, I have never had any relatives, nor do I have any more expectations. I... just want a sister."
The word "family" is too distant for him.
Having lived two lives, he had never had any relatives, and didn't even know what family affection felt like.
His last vestige of longing for his family had long been completely drained away in that cold orphanage.
He had long since given up on this idea.
Chu Liyue hugged him tightly, hesitated for a moment, and asked softly, "Then, my darling...do you hate them?"
Xiao Wujie's gaze wavered for a moment, but this time he answered with unusual calmness and naturalness: "I don't hate."
Although his starting point was dark, he endured the long night, gained a loving sister, and had friends who were willing to risk their lives for him and whom he could truly trust.
He is grateful for life, thankful to be alive, and content with everything he has now.
As for why they lost him, perhaps...
"They must have their own suffering too."
Chu Liyue didn't speak again, gently patting his shoulder. Just as Xiao Wujie was about to fall asleep, he suddenly asked in a drowsy voice:
"Sister, when are Lu Zhufeng and Sister Qingyi coming back?"
Chu Liyue's fingers paused slightly.
"I'm in contact with them, it should be soon..."
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