Chapter 159 Cry If You Want To
Fang Lanxin gasped for breath, and it took her a while to react. She took a deep breath and said, "It's nothing, I'm fine. Don't touch me, stay away from me!"
"Okay, okay, I'll stay away from you, don't be afraid."
"Mom, don't be afraid!"
Huo Qibang hurriedly stepped back. Looking at Fang Lanxin like this, he finally understood that what Dr. Huang had said earlier was probably true.
Seeing how much Fang Lanxin rejected him, Huo Qibang had no choice but to silently leave.
After he left, Fang Lanxin finally calmed down, curled up on the big bed, and hugged herself tightly.
The taste of poison being poured into her mouth was so painful that Fang Lanxin could not calm down for a long time whenever she thought about it in the middle of the night.
Her eyes were red, she covered her head, and sobbed uncontrollably.
Hearing the low sobs coming from inside, Huo Qibang felt as if his heart was being torn apart.
He took a deep breath and pulled Huo Siya away. After going downstairs, Huo Qibang shook off Huo Siya and said irritably, "Why did you have to quarrel with your mother for no reason? Do you know that your mother is in poor health? How could you be so unreasonable? Can't you be a little more sensible!"
"How am I being unreasonable? I just wanted to ask why Mother treats us like this. Brother, am I the only one curious? Aren't you curious too?" Huo Siya felt very wronged. She looked at Huo Qibang with pleading eyes and said sullenly, "She was so good to us before, why is she like a different person now? Why?"
Of course, Kenneth Fok also wanted to know!
He looked at Huo Siya, sighed helplessly, and then said, "I feel the same way as you. I also feel wronged and sad. I want to know the truth, but it can't be at the expense of hurting Mother, do you understand?"
Huo Siya was only now realizing the truth, so she was extremely saddened after hearing these words.
With tears welling up in her eyes, she choked out, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, brother. I regret it too. I'm so sorry."
Huo Qibang was initially very angry, but seeing Huo Siya's pitiful appearance, he was completely speechless. In desperation, he could only sigh and say, "You heard what Dr. Huang said. From now on, we can't have any contact with Auntie. We need to give her some space. It's not that she doesn't love us anymore; she might just be sick."
Upon hearing this, Huo Siya cried even harder, leaning against Huo Qibang and saying, "Brother, I'm scared."
"Don't worry, Mom will get better, and we will be the same as before."
"It's alright, Mom is alright. She's just sick. She'll get better, and everything will be alright in the future."
Huo Qibang held Huo Siya in his arms and comforted her softly, but these words were meant for his sister, and even more so for himself.
Soon, Fang Lanxin left the Huo family mansion and returned to her villa on the hillside.
But the mood she had finally managed to pull herself together had completely vanished. She didn't want anything, she just wanted to be alone. She sat in the wine cellar, her eyes somewhat vacant.
She thought that being reborn would allow her to change her fate, but she never expected that the events of her past life would haunt her like ghosts, making it impossible for her to eat or sleep peacefully.
Fang Lanxin took a big gulp of wine, feeling like she was going crazy.
"Madam, do you still want your stomach?"
Ling Ye walked in, forcefully snatched the wine bottle from Fang Lanxin's hand, and glared at her with his eyebrows furrowed in displeasure.
Upon hearing this, Fang Lanxin suddenly laughed, snorted, and said irritably, "I'm always the one who criticizes you, and now it's your turn to tell me what to do!"
"No matter what, I can't drink it!"
"You're in a bad mood, let me take you out for a walk!"
Ling Ye grabbed Fang Lanxin's hand and walked outside together. When they came out of the wine cellar, Fang Lanxin clearly saw Hu Zi breathe a sigh of relief, and then she realized that Ling Ye must have been the one who called him over.
"Madam, here you go!"
Ling Ye tossed a helmet over, which landed squarely in Fang Lanxin's arms.
Fang Lanxin smiled gently, then put on her helmet and got on the back of Ling Ye's motorcycle.
This motorcycle was originally a gift from Fang Lanxin to Ling Ye, but she never expected it would be used by him so soon.
This time, Ling Ye didn't hold back at all, and twisted the throttle to the floor, sending the motorcycle flying like an arrow.
The fierce wind lashed at Fang Lanxin's face without any mercy, and even through her helmet, she could still feel the howling wind around her.
Ling Ye circled the hillside villa again and again, showing no intention of stopping or slowing down, until dawn and when the gas tank was empty, before finally coming to a halt.
"vomit!"
Fang Lanxin's first reaction after getting out of the car was to rush to the side and vomit.
She wasn't carsick; it's just that this kind of winding road is unbearable even for the best person.
Seeing Fang Lanxin's disheveled appearance, Ling Ye burst out laughing. He walked over, gently patted Fang Lanxin's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Are you feeling any better now?"
"Hmm, much better." Fang Lanxin vomited everything out of her stomach, then collapsed to the ground, completely disregarding her disheveled state. She used all her strength to shove Ling Ye and said irritably, "You brat, are you trying to kill me?"
Ling Ye didn't dodge, taking the blow head-on, then said with a smile, "Madam, are you not sad anymore?"
"Sad? Who told you I'm sad?" Fang Lanxin rolled her eyes at Ling Ye, then her face was full of disdain as she snorted, "I'm just impatient, I'm just annoyed, I'm not sad at all."
“It’s not shameful to admit you’re sad. No matter how strong a person is, they will be sad, right?” Ling Ye tilted his head and looked at Fang Lanxin. “I remember when my mother had her accident, I was also very sad. I cried secretly for a long time, but later I found that being sad was useless, so I stopped crying.”
Fang Lanxin was somewhat surprised. She pinched Ling Ye's cheek and laughed, "You can cry too?"
"Of course I'll cry. I'm a living, breathing person, not a wooden doll. How could I not cry?"
"So, madam, you don't need to feel ashamed. If you want to cry, then hug me, and I'll lend you my shoulder!"
As Ling Ye spoke, he patted his own shoulder with great righteousness, displaying unwavering loyalty!
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