Chapter 7 That sickly guy was actually a master of metaphysics 7
"Alright, let's go in first," Master Wan'an said.
His expressionless face betrayed no hint of his thoughts: "Huaizhi, if you're tired, go back and rest."
Ji Huaizhi nodded: "Yes."
Turning to the Ji family, he said, "I can't stay outside any longer, so I'll go downstairs now."
Ji Qingshan was dissatisfied. They had just arrived and he hadn't stayed with them; he had just left like that.
"you!"
"You can go downstairs now. We can have dinner together later. Your family seems so worried about you, they should understand your current condition."
The senior master stopped Ji Qingshan from speaking.
His words left the Ji family speechless and unable to say anything more.
"Then you should go and rest first."
"I'll talk to my younger siblings later."
Bai Yun looked at him with heartache and wanted to take his hand, but Ji Huaizhi dodged her.
"Then I'll go down first."
Ji Yao looked at Ji Huaizhi, not expecting him to be so favored on the mountain.
Looking at his dilapidated body, she stroked the jade ring on his finger.
"Wait a minute, Huaizhi, do you still remember me?" His eyes were filled with worry, as if he were the only person in the Ji family who was worried about him.
“We used to exchange letters.”
Ji Huaizhi nodded: "Uncle."
Ji Yao smiled when he heard him call his name, but seemed a little flustered: "I'll take you there. I just... I also wanted to take a look around the Taoist temple."
As he spoke, he looked at Daoist Wan'an.
The Taoist priest agreed when he saw Ji Huaizhi nod.
According to Huaizhi, he was the only one in the Ji family who corresponded with Huaizhi.
Ji Yao followed Ji Huaizhi around the dojo and asked him how he had been doing lately.
His words were full of concern.
As he watched the young Taoist priests coming and going from the Taoist temple, everyone he met on the road greeted Ji Huaizhi warmly.
"You seem to be quite popular here," Ji Yao said with a slight smile.
"Fortunately, everyone has been quite considerate of me." Ji Huaizhi spoke softly, making people feel sorry for him.
"That's good. You probably haven't had as much fun as you have here in the Ji family." Ji Yao's gaze was fixed on him, his eyes somewhat cautious, afraid of touching on his sore spot.
"Your younger brother and sister..."
Ji Huaizhi's expression was cold: "Hmm?"
“I won’t lie to you anymore. Your parents got pregnant less than two years after you came up the mountain. That’s why they stopped contacting you. After all, they were busy with the baby at that time.”
"Two years after Huaiming was born, Huaiyuan came again. You... don't blame your parents."
Ji Huaizhi looked ahead without saying a word.
"Although your parents don't care much about you, don't you still have your master?"
"I think your master still takes good care of you."
Ji Huaizhi smiled faintly, telling him not to blame his parents.
But every word he said was meant to sow discord; Ji Yao was quite interesting.
“I don’t blame them. After all, with my frail health, I’m relieved that they can have other children,” Ji Huaizhi said, going along with him.
"I can't be filial to my parents in person, but it's good to have both of them around."
Ji Yao hadn't expected him to have this idea.
When I was talking about Ji Huaiyuan just now, wasn't he quite sarcastic?
Why are you acting all love and compassion all over again now?
"Huaizhi has really grown up. I didn't expect you to be so filial." Although Ji Yao said this, his eyes were looking at the idiot.
"Uncle, I'm 26 already, and I've been an adult for eight years."
Ji Yao's expression stiffened, and he naturally revealed a look of grief: "Yes, you're already 26."
"Two more years..."
As he spoke, his eyes reddened and his voice became hoarse: "It's nothing, Uncle just got some sand in his eye."
"Really?" Ji Huaizhi raised an eyebrow: "It's been windy lately, Uncle, please take care."
Ji Yao: "..."
He really is a blockhead.
Seeing that he was about to lose his act, Ji Huaizhi asked, "Uncle, are you crying?"
Hearing him say that, Ji Yao felt that the performance hadn't been in vain: "Your uncle just cares about you. You're already 28 in the blink of an eye. That rumor..."
"The one I won't live past 28?"
Ji Yao nodded: "Huaizhi, don't worry. Your uncle has been traveling around for so many years just to help you find a way to break this. Your uncle won't abandon you."
Ji Huaizhi nodded, and seeing his expression, he nodded even more emphatically.
Ji Yao's lips twitched. Why did it feel like he was just going through the motions?
“I’m serious. Don’t give up on yourself. I’ll definitely find a way before you and Huaiming have heart surgery.” Ji Yao was stunned after saying that.
Ji Huaizhi blinked, playing along with his performance: "What heart surgery?"
Ji Yao seemed to have said something wrong and quickly stopped talking.
Seeing that he wasn't going to ask any more questions, she had no choice but to speak up herself: "Huaizhi, you are my nephew, so I won't hide it from you."
"Your parents came up the mountain this time because your younger brother has a heart condition. Your father believed that your brother's life depended on you, so they wanted you to donate your heart to your brother."
After Ji Yao finished speaking, he looked at him and found that he had no reaction at all.
"So that's what it was about." Ji Huaizhi said calmly.
"Anyway, I don't have more than two years to live, so I'll just give it to him when the time comes."
Ji Yao frowned: "Huaizhi, don't give up on yourself."
“How could I be giving up on myself?” Ji Huaizhi reached out and caught a leaf falling from the tree, looking at Ji Yao:
"That's my own brother, what's wrong with me giving him my heart?"
"As long as they take good care of their father and mother, that's fine."
Hearing this, Baiyun, who had come along behind, quickly covered her mouth, her eyes filled with tears: "Huaizhi... my child."
Ji Yao looked at him as if he were a madman: "Don't you hate your parents?"
Bai Yun turned her gaze to Ji Yao.
Didn't expect him to say that?
"Why do I hate them? They gave me life, so why don't I give them my life now?" Ji Huaizhi seemed to be radiating golden light, like... a saint.
Ji Yao was stunned.
"No...no." Ji Yao seemed to correct his thinking: "They sent you up here when you were seven years old, and you've been here for almost twenty years!"
"So what?" Ji Huaizhi asked, puzzled.
"You had your younger brother less than two years after you came here, and then your parents completely forgot about you, as if they never had you. Aren't you angry?"
"Why would I be angry?" Ji Huaizhi tilted his head in confusion.
“They don’t love you!” Ji Yao was getting frantic. “They just want your heart right now. They won’t wait until you’re 28. They want it now.”
"It means you won't live past 28!"
Ji Huaizhi calmly replied, "Oh."
"Oh?" Ji Yao's voice was loud: "How did the people in Wan'an Mountain teach you?"
He now wants to pry open his head to see what's inside!
Ji Huaizhi: "Uncle, you don't need to worry about me."
“As long as Mom and Dad are happy, we can take the heart. Besides, he is my brother after all, so it’s fine to give it to him.” Ji Huaizhi said selflessly, “If it can really help him get through this ordeal, then I will be of use to him.”
"Uncle, I feel so happy just thinking about being able to help my family."
Ji Yao: "..."
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