Xiao Qianshan's words were like a thunderclap from a clear sky, leaving Xiao Shuihan stunned and unable to react at first.
Immediately afterwards, he and Luo Yilan grabbed the paternity test report almost simultaneously.
Xiao Shuihan grabbed it first and subconsciously handed it to her. The two of them held the paternity test report tightly, their eyes uncontrollably drawn to its contents.
The most accurate identification method is blood testing, and the Xiao family's blood bank has their blood samples stored.
The subjects of the identification are Xiao Shuihan and Xiao Wujie.
The identification results... indicate they are direct relatives.
"I knew it, I knew it..."
Xiao Shuihan murmured to himself, then turned to look at Luo Yilan, his eyes instantly reddening.
"Ah Lan, we've found our child..."
“I knew he would be alright, I knew… he is our child.”
Everything can be faked, but the bond between blood and the innate sense of closeness cannot be faked.
The next moment, he grabbed Luo Yilan and pulled her into a tight embrace, resting his forehead on her shoulder, his voice hoarse and choked with emotion that was heartbreaking.
"Ah Lan, we're pregnant! We've found our baby!"
He held her tightly, almost with all his strength. Luo Yilan was so constricted that she could hardly breathe, but she did not resist. Her eyes were red, and she gripped his back tightly with her palms, the veins on the back of her hands bulging.
After years of fruitless searching, disappointment and numbness piled up like straws, becoming unbearable and suffocating her with despair.
But when the spark of fate silently falls into the heart, it almost instantly ignites a prairie fire. All the disappointment and numbness vanish in an instant, and the flames of all flavors—sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, and salty—burn fiercely, as if they are about to burst out of the chest.
"Ah Lan, let's go find our son!"
When Xiao Shuihan looked up, his eyes were red and glistening with tears. He clutched the paternity test report in his hand and asked Luo Yilan to get up.
"Third brother!"
"The water is cold!"
Xiao Yuxuan, Xiao Linzui, and Xiao Qianshan's voices rang out almost simultaneously, all of them becoming hoarse.
In the end, Luo Yilan forced herself to control her impulse and pulled him back to sit on the sofa.
"Third brother, don't be so hasty. I understand how you feel, but you'll frighten the child!"
With his exceptional intelligence and gentle nature, Xiao Linzui, his eyes red with tears, quickly tried to persuade him.
"Shui Han, there are some things you'd better let me finish explaining before you make a decision."
Even Xiao Qianshan's usually calm eyes were now bloodshot. He stared intently at Xiao Shuihan, his voice deep and resonant.
Xiao Shuihan was not one to act impulsively. After being reminded by them, he forced himself to calm down and turned his gaze to Xiao Qianshan.
However, the trembling back of his hand still revealed the turbulent emotions he was experiencing.
After a moment of silence, Xiao Qianshan took a deep breath, his gaze meeting Xiao Shuihan's. His words were like a bucket of ice water poured over Xiao Shuihan's head:
"Shui Han, you acted impulsively and only thought of yourself."
"But have you ever considered that even if you want to reunite with your child, the child might not necessarily want to acknowledge you?"
If Xiao Shuihan's heart had been burning with a fire just now, it would not only have burned away years of accumulated disappointment and despondency, but also instantly evaporated all his rationality.
But as Xiao Qianshan poured cold water on it, the flame in his heart was instantly extinguished, and the remaining warmth bubbled and sizzled with pain.
yes!
For a full twenty years, they lost him.
They were completely absent from their child's first twenty years of life.
They merely brought him into this world; beyond that, they gave him not a shred of warmth, only suffering.
How did a child who lost the protection of his parents at birth grow up to be so big? How much hardship and suffering did he have to endure to become the person he is today?
Xiao Shuihan stared blankly at Luo Yilan, her eyes now completely red with tears, a stark contrast to her usual strong and rational demeanor.
Heartache and self-blame crashed against her heart like waves, making her tremble and feel pain all over.
The flesh that falls from the belly after ten months of pregnancy.
She wanted to shower him with all her love, even to raise him in a lap of luxury, to present him with all the beautiful things in the world, but she lost him.
She knew how cold and ruthless the outside world was, and how cruel and unimaginable it was for a child without parental protection to survive.
She suddenly remembered the question she had asked Xiao Wujie at the dinner table.
She asked him what his parents' names were, and after a moment's hesitation, he replied that they were nameless. At the time, she assumed he was just scared and didn't want to tell her.
Looking back now, I realize how incredibly foolish I was. He was telling the truth. Without parents, having never met them, and not even knowing their names, wasn't he just an unknown person?
Was Xiao Wujie's gaze truly filled with fear? Or perhaps it was the desolation and sadness of having a deep-seated wound exposed.
She and Xiao Shuihan looked at each other, and they both seemed to see the bitterness and sorrow in each other's eyes.
Would a child want to acknowledge such irresponsible parents?
He might hate them more than acknowledge them.
Unable to give him happiness and warmth, they cruelly brought him into this cold world.
Xiao Qianshan watched the two go from great joy to great sorrow, their emotions rising and falling from the peak to the bottom in just a few minutes. Even though he had seen all the vicissitudes of life, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
Xiao Qianshan seemed to be able to see through their thoughts. He clasped his hands together and spoke in a low, hoarse voice:
“The little guy… is a good child, he doesn’t hate you.”
“He said this to the Chu family girl himself, so you don’t need to doubt that it’s true.”
His words offered Xiao Shuihan and Luo Yilan a sliver of comfort, but as they exchanged silent glances, they could clearly see the rising sorrow in each other's eyes.
Such a good child, yet they still lost him for a full twenty years.
Xiao Qianshan lowered his eyes, whether unwillingly or reluctantly, he looked away from them, his voice low and hoarse:
“Now that you know the truth, it is necessary for me to tell you about the little guy’s past experiences and the whole story.”
Xiao Shuihan and Luo Yilan unconsciously tightened their grip on each other's hands. They could imagine what their son had been through over the years, and they could foresee how they would feel after hearing it, yet they still wanted to listen, almost as if to torture themselves.
"First of all, you can be thankful that the little guy has had a tough life, but he also has some good fortune."
"No one knows anything about his life before he was five years old. Perhaps even he himself can't remember it. When he was five years old, he was picked up by that little girl from the Chu family in Bingcheng."
“The little girl cherished him like a treasure, gave him a home, and prevented him from suffering the pain of displacement again.”
"But he only enjoyed such good days for two years..."
Xiao Shuihan and Luo Yilan's hearts tightened suddenly, and their faces turned pale as they looked at Xiao Qianshan.
A look of deep sorrow appeared in Xiao Qianshan's eyes, and his withered hands clenched into fists:
"When he was seven years old, he was infected with the No. 1 reagent that I had been researching!"
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