The diary contained this very cryptic passage:
“My child injured his leg and was hospitalized. I haven’t seen him for a few days, and I’ve been so anxious that I can’t eat or sleep. I did it all for his own good, hoping he would be successful, but now I’m starting to regret it. I don’t know how things will turn out.”
Lin Xiao was deeply shaken upon reading these words.
He pondered the hidden meaning in those words repeatedly. Fortunately, he remembered that when he was seven years old, he saved Meng Fanxue and was injured and hospitalized. He encountered Feng Qi in the hospital and learned from Meng Fanxue that Feng Qi had taken credit for saving him back then.
Therefore, the child in this diary is not himself, but Feng Qi.
A superior person? Does that mean he wasn't originally the young master of the Feng family? He was the son of his mother and adoptive father?
Wait a minute? Wasn't the adoptive father infertile?
Could it be that the mother deceived the adoptive father?
She didn't tell her adoptive father about what happened between her and Feng Bairan that night, which led him to mistakenly believe that Feng Qi was his child.
So, who am I?
I am Feng Bairan's son.
Then who is my mother?
My biological mother is actually Li Yaru?
This reasoning made Lin Xiao both excited and terrified.
He truly never expected that something so explosive would happen to him.
At this moment, Li Yaru came upstairs to call Lin Xiao to have New Year's Eve dinner at the old house.
"Ah Xiao, let's go." Li Yaru's attitude towards Lin Xiao remained lukewarm, but her gaze towards him was gentle.
Lin Xiao was overwhelmed with emotion, never expecting that the dignified and beautiful noblewoman in front of him was his biological mother.
He never received unconditional love from his parents in his entire life, and therefore longed for it especially.
Although Feng Bairan treated him well, he gave him the title of illegitimate child, which made him feel disgusted and unclean about his identity.
He knew that Li Yaru hated him. Just imagine, if a husband has a son with another woman and wants to take everything from his own son, who wouldn't hate him?
Therefore, he understood why Li Yaru didn't like him.
Nobody will like that.
But at this moment, looking at Li Yaru, Lin Xiao finally understood everything.
It turned out that everything was fake, a misplacement, and the woman in front of him was his biological mother.
Lin Xiao walked quickly over, hugged his biological mother, and choked out, "Mom."
Li Yaru was initially stunned and instinctively wanted to push away this illegitimate son, but when she heard him call her "Mom" in her ear, her heart trembled, her eyes reddened, and her hand that was pushing him froze in mid-air.
She said somewhat awkwardly, "Okay, let's go downstairs."
Footsteps sounded, and Feng Bairan came upstairs. When he saw the scene in front of him, his expression was quite interesting.
He wondered to himself, what's going on here?
But he remained silent and did not speak.
Feeling a little guilty, Li Yaru quickly pushed Lin Xiao away and deliberately put on a stern face, saying, "Let's go, let's go."
Lin Xiao wasn't guilty at all. He looked at Feng Bairan and smiled, "Dad, let's go."
Seeing his son so calm, Feng Bairan felt relieved. He deliberately lagged behind by two steps, took his wife's arm, and asked her in a low voice, "What happened just now?"
Li Yaru looked smug and said with a smile, "Your son has recognized me as his mother."
Feng Boran grinned. "See? What did I tell you?"
The couple went downstairs with smiles on their faces.
Lin Xiao walked ahead, thinking that it would be safer to do a genetic test, in case it turned out to be a false alarm, which would be too embarrassing.
After having their New Year's Eve dinner at the old house, Feng Bairan, Feng Changsong, and Cai Jinlan played twelve rounds of mahjong with Grandma Feng. Their cousin Feng Teng went back to his room to play video games, leaving only Lin Xiao and Li Yaru sitting on the sofa in the living room watching the Spring Festival Gala.
Lin Xiao fetched nail clippers. "Mom, shall I trim your nails?"
Li Yaru was taken aback. She glanced at her manicure, which she had just done yesterday, and hesitated for a moment. But when she saw Lin Xiao's obedient and sensible eyes, her heart almost melted. So she made up her mind and nodded: "Then... okay."
Lin Xiao naturally saw his mother's concerns and sensed her kindness and compromise. Feeling warm inside, he smiled and said, "Mom, take off your socks and I'll trim your toenails."
Li Yaru smiled and said, "My toenails aren't long yet, so I don't need to cut them."
Lin Xiao gave an "oh" and didn't press the matter further.
Back home, Lin Xiao slipped into his parents' bathroom, found a hair on the floor, and collected it in a plastic bag.
Feeling uneasy, Lin Xiao worried that it might have been left by Aunt Sun or Xiao Yang, so he made a point of observing the color and texture of Li Yaru's hair afterwards.
Black, naturally curly, shoulder-length, about the same length as the one I collected.
It must be her hair.
On the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, Lin Xiao found a testing center and requested expedited testing. He received the results that same day, which showed a paternity index of over 99.99%, indicating a mother-child relationship.
Holding the appraisal report, Lin Xiao drove home, his heart pounding with excitement.
To everyone's surprise, neither of their parents were home. They asked Aunt Sun and found out that Feng Qi had been contacted and the two of them had taken a private plane to go find him.
At this moment, Lin Xiao's mood was like a roller coaster, plummeting from its peak.
Is Feng Qi coming back?
Feng Qicai was the son they had raised for over twenty years, while he himself had always been the son of a servant in their eyes.
People say that the kindness of raising someone is greater than the kindness of giving birth to them, so their feelings for Fengqi must be much deeper than for themselves.
Once Feng Qi returns, their attention will shift back to him, and their own son will ultimately become nothing more than a shadow.
Even after the Spring Festival ended and school started, Feng Bairan and Li Yaru still hadn't returned to Jiangcheng.
Lin Xiao called them several times, but they all hung up on him hastily, citing that they were busy.
Over time, Lin Xiao's heart grew completely cold.
Time flies, and it's already the end of April.
Lin Xiao's graduation project is basically finished, and the publisher has already sent him ten sample copies. He felt a sense of pride as he looked at his name printed on the cover, so he posted it on his WeChat Moments.
Bai Youyou, Chu Yingying, You Wanjun, Song Qingliu, Ji Ran, Wei Ruolan, and Meng Fanxue almost all liked the post instantly.
At this moment, Feng Bairan called him.
Lin Xiao answered the phone, "Dad, what's wrong?"
Feng Bairan's excited voice came from the other end of the phone: "Ah Xiao, Feng Qi is back! You should come home right away, our family needs to celebrate properly and tell Jiangcheng the good news."
Lin Xiao couldn't quite describe his feelings, so he only managed a couple of forced replies before ending the call.
He told Bird Brother and then prepared to drive home.
Lin Xiao ran into Bai Youyou on the road. Bai Youyou came running towards him, her small face flushed, and said excitedly, "Senior, Brother Feng Qi is back, you know that, right?"
Lin Xiaomo's dark eyes flickered, and he nodded lightly, "Mm."
"I haven't seen him for a year. I want to go to your house to see him. Can I ride with you? Sister Wan hasn't arrived yet, and I don't want to wait for her."
A sense of disappointment swept through Lin Xiao's heart. He glanced at Bai Youyou imperceptibly and said, "Get in the car."
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