Linghu Lan was in a state of confusion.
Why do you only give lollipops to the female students and not the male students?
Wei Jing glanced calmly at Linghu Lan. "My classmates are only female; male classmates aren't my friends!"
Linghu Lan: "..."
Okay, you win!
I thought you were a friendly and supportive kid, but I never expected you to be such a master at flirting!
Even your own dad wouldn't dare flirt with girls like you back in the day!
...
Time passed little by little.
And so Wei Jing grew up little by little, while Linghu Lan grew older day by day.
Wei Meng's parents would visit Wei Jing every now and then, but each time they would only stay for a short time before leaving.
Because of Wei Jing, the two sides are no longer as cold and distant as before, but it is unrealistic to expect them to be intimate and act as if nothing has happened.
One night.
Jingxing's phone suddenly rang.
He is Wei Meng's father.
He said heavily on the other end of the phone, "Wei Jing's great-grandmother has passed away. Could you please have him come back?"
Linghu Lan's mind drifted back to that strong and tough old woman, the one who had killed Jing Se.
Linghu Lan still remembered the last time she saw her. She had lost her sharpness and looked like a wax figure, motionless all day long. After that, she never heard from her again. The next time she heard from her was the news of her death.
Jingxing was silent for a moment, then calmly said, "We'll take him tomorrow."
"Okay! Thank you, thank you all!"
This was the first time Wei Meng's father had expressed his gratitude so earnestly. Many times, Linghu Lan could sense his guilt and gratitude, but something invisible always blocked his words.
"You're welcome!"
Jingxing hung up the phone and became depressed.
It is said that debts are wiped out when a person dies, but the actual process of wiping them out is difficult!
"Let's pack up and go first thing tomorrow morning!"
"good!"
Linghu Lan put her arm around Jingxing's shoulder. Over the years, they had both grown old, and it was time to let go of what they needed to let go of.
...
Kyoto.
Wei Meng's parents looked at Wei Jing and hugged him tightly. Their intense emotions almost frightened Wei Jing.
Linghu Lan patted his shoulder, and Wei Jing calmed down. He could feel the sadness of the person holding him, and he couldn't help but cry.
In an instant, the three of them burst into tears.
After a long while, Wei Meng's mother wiped away her tears and bowed to Jing Xing and Ling Hu Lan.
"Thank you all for these years. It's me who's sorry, I'm sorry Jingse..."
The moment the words left his mouth, the atmosphere became tense.
Jing walked out the door and heard it again. He still felt sad, but the hatred wasn't as intense. Perhaps because of Wei Jing's presence, all the hatred had been diluted.
The old lady's funeral was solemn and dignified.
Regardless, for the entire Wei family, she secured the preservation of their last bloodline, albeit through cunning and force, sacrificing the lives of others.
At the moment of the funeral, Jingxing truly understood what it meant for a person to die and for their debts to be extinguished, and that everything should be let go.
After the funeral.
Wei Meng's parents hesitated to speak.
"The child is getting older and should start primary school. The education there..."
The education there may not be up to par; in small counties, education is always somewhat lacking.
Linghu Lan remained silent, looking at Jing Xing, indicating that Jing Xing was the one who should make the decision.
Jingxing was silent for a moment, then slowly uttered a single word: "Good!"
And so, Linghu Lan's family moved from the small county town to Kyoto!
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