Yang Shushu didn't understand why Ji Delu did this and why he rushed in front of her to block the knife for her.
If the knife had gone a little further, he might have lost his life. He didn't look like someone who would do such a stupid thing.
Mu Shicang soon arrived. Seeing Yang Shushu unharmed, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Facing Ji Delu, whose face was even paler, he could only say one sentence: "You are still cruel enough."
After saying that, he left the ward and let Ji Delu and Yang Shushu be alone together, because he knew that after this incident, Yang Shushu would definitely make everything clear.
It's not impossible if I just want her to know my life experience.
Yang Shushu sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Ji Delu seriously: "Mr. Ji, can you tell me the reason?"
Ji Delu nodded: "That's what I thought." He smiled, but his pale and transparent face with his still bright red lips made him look very weird.
"Shushu, from the first moment I saw you, I knew you were my sister."
Yang Shushu: “…”
Ji Delu stopped talking after saying this, as if waiting for her to slowly digest it. After about five minutes, Yang Shushu's expression slowly changed. She slowly raised her hand and pointed at herself: "Me? Your sister? Are you sure?"
"Of course, technically speaking, you're my cousin. You look a lot like my aunt, practically a replica of her when she was young. And... I've already done a DNA test and even confirmed it with your adoptive parents."
Now Yang Shushu finally understood why Ji Delu had always been close to their family and why her parents always had a strange attitude towards him.
But she is not the real Yang Shushu after all, and her feelings about her life experience cannot be as deep as her original self. On the contrary, she has even less feelings for the Yang couple.
After being shocked, she looked at Ji Delu calmly: "I can't remember the past. My memory starts from when I was five or six years old. At that time, I was with my parents. Why do you remember to look for me now?"
In fact, this is not important to her. She has been an orphan since childhood. Although she longs for the love of her father and mother, she has no complaints in her heart. She asked this question for her original body.
"Uncle and aunt have been looking for you all these years, but they didn't realize they lost you in Jinjing, and you've been there all along. They thought you were sold to many more places, even abroad." Ji Delu explained, "It was also more than a year ago that my aunt happened to see your image while watching a video. The background was in Jinjing. You were probably just passing by, but my aunt believed it was you, so she kept sending people to Jinjing to look for you. Grandpa missed you too, and on his deathbed, he just wanted to see you one last time."
For some reason, Yang Shushu felt that he seemed even more anxious when he mentioned his grandfather. Sure enough, it was just as she felt: "Shushu, Grandpa's time is running out. You have to go see him as soon as possible."
Yang Shushu was a little puzzled, probably because she instinctively considered herself an outsider, so she felt: "Your family must have quite a few children, right? Why does the old man care about me so much? And even if you are my cousin, we haven't had any feelings for each other over the years. Isn't this... a bit of a sacrifice for you?"
She said, pointing at his wound.
Ji Delu was silent. He felt strange again. Why would ordinary people like the Yang family raise such a daughter? Is it really because of her Ji family bloodline?
"I can say that I was raised by my uncle and aunt. To me, they are your biological parents, and you are my biological sister." Ji Delu grabbed one of her hands, his green eyes deep: "We really miss you."
Yang Shushu looked down at her hand, then calmly pulled it out: "Can you let me calm down for a few days?"
Ji Delu showed an expected expression and nodded, but still looked worried: "I can understand your feelings, but now someone is trying to harm you. You are in danger now. It is better not to be alone."
"You don't have to worry about this. My husband has already made arrangements." Yang Shushu nodded, looked deeply at his pale face, turned around and left the ward.
Don't talk to her about family affection. She values family affection, but she doesn't think that just because they haven't seen each other for decades, the blood connection alone is enough to make people give up their lives. And Ji Delu doesn't seem like that kind of person.
After leaving the ward, he walked thoughtfully in the hospital corridor. He didn't even notice when Mu Shicang came in front of her until she bumped into his arms.
Looking up, her blank expression made Mu Shicang a little worried and nervous: "Shu Shu..."
Yang Shushu looked at him calmly and asked, "Did you know this a long time ago?"
Her calmness surprised him a little. After spending some time together, he had already noticed that she attached great importance to family ties. Wouldn't most people be shocked to find out that the relatives they had considered for many years were not really their relatives?
This kind of calmness makes people inexplicably scared.
Mu Shicang's face rarely showed such an easily seen expression. Yang Shushu smiled and raised her hand to touch his face: "Don't worry, I'm fine."
He reached out and suddenly hugged her: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you, no matter what."
She was forced to look up, blocking his side force, and patted his back with a smile: "I don't blame you, this matter has nothing to do with you. Can you still marry me just because you already knew my identity?"
Mu Shicang's body suddenly stiffened. Yang Shushu happened to see the person opposite at this time and did not notice his change. She looked at the person opposite, and the person opposite was also looking at her. His usually gentle face had some unspeakable hatred, but fortunately he was not directed at her. She felt a little strange and pushed Mu Shicang with her hand. When she was about to call him, he turned and left.
Mu Shicang had returned to normal by then, but his fingers were still trembling slightly, unnoticeable.
"I want to go home and see my parents," said Yang Shushu.
Mu Shicang nodded: "I'll take you back, but can you tell me what you think?"
Her reaction at this moment was so calm that even though he had seen countless people, he couldn't guess what she was thinking.
"What can I think? Even if I am really a child of their Ji family, I was raised by my parents and have no memory of the Ji family at all. Why did they scare my parents like that when they appeared? Family affection is family affection. I don't think that an extra layer of blood relationship means the existence of family affection. Affection is accumulated over time. To be honest, I am very angry. Angry that Ji Delu scared my parents like that. They live in fear every day. They did nothing wrong. On the contrary, if they hadn't picked me up that year, I don't know what I would be like now."
Facing Mu Shicang, Yang Shushu vented all the resentment in her heart, which made Mu Shicang feel relieved. In this way, she would be his wife, and the grudges were clear.
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