Ling Yicheng immediately became a little excited and hurried to open the remaining lunch boxes.
"I guess two people can't finish this much. Do you want to ask him to eat with us?" Su Xiaoli asked, gritting her teeth.
Could these two people please explain what they are saying?
From now on, whether I have seen her or not, recognized her or not, I must have a conclusion so that I can report to Ms. Lin Yaru when I go back.
"I didn't buy his share." Ling Yicheng's body tensed up again.
Su Xiaoli put down the spoon and looked at him.
"Ling Yicheng," Su Xiaoli opened her mouth to say something.
Ling Yicheng interrupted her, "If you want me to recognize some shitty uncle..."
His eyes dimmed, and then he gritted his teeth, "Then I will accept it with all my might, not because I am related to him by blood, but because..."
But because——
I don't want to be hated by you, and I'm even more afraid that you will have nothing to do with me from now on.
Guilt, trust, dependence, warmth - certain things became heavier and heavier in Ling Yicheng's heart.
He would rather swallow the coldness of being resisted by others than watch Su Xiaoli drift away from him.
Su Xiaoli shook her head, "You misunderstood."
"I'm sorry. I crossed the line in recognizing your relationship. This is your private matter. At the time, I thought Aunt Lin really wanted to see you, so I agreed to come and persuade you on impulse. Now it seems that I didn't handle it well, and Gu Feihan, as the representative of her mother, didn't really accept it."
"It was my mistake. I sincerely apologize to you and accept your accusation. All in all, I didn't deserve the punch."
——Of course, hitting someone is definitely wrong! If you have something to say, you still have to talk it out nicely.
Ling Yicheng felt a pain in his heart.
——That’s not the case. Don’t say such things.
He was eager to interrupt Su Xiaoli, not wanting to hear her apology again, but was stopped by Su Xiaoli again.
Su Xiaoli paused and said seriously: "There is one thing I want to make clear. I don't want you to be wronged after finding your relatives, and live a worse life than before."
Ling Yicheng was stunned for a long time, and the hidden sadness between his brows disappeared, leaving only disbelief on his face.
"You mean...you're on...my side?"
"I'm not taking sides. I just think that if you're unhappy or unwilling, there's no need to compromise." Su Xiaoli's attitude was firm.
After learning from the painful experience, the physical pain made Su Xiaoli regain her rationality.
Let's not talk about Chang Feng'e's second aunt, just Su Lanying - this aunt who is related to her by blood, there is blood relationship but no affection. It would be better for me to become a relative of Xia Niannian, even if they were not relatives originally, they can become real relatives.
This is what she did herself, and at that moment she simply told Ling Yicheng her thoughts sincerely and truthfully.
At present, no matter the identities or living environment of both parties, there is indeed no guarantee that Ling Yicheng will live a better and happier life after recognizing his relatives.
Ling Yicheng was shocked, and at the same time, he felt an unprecedented surge of emotions in his heart.
——Xiao Li doesn’t want me to feel wronged.
All his identity, family affection, happiness and joy were lost in the afternoon when he was 5 years old.
What greeted him afterwards was only dark despair.
Like a sharp knife, it cut off his flesh piece by piece, revealing his cold bones.
In the endless darkness, a faint yellow light appeared. Now, that light has turned into the dawn of hope that truly brings him hope.
The loneliness and hatred of being abandoned, ignored, and bullied that have tormented me repeatedly over the past decade seem to be drifting away with the wind.
What replaces it is a warmer, brighter sense of security and expectation.
God did not completely abandon him.
Su Xiaoli...
A wave of ecstasy hit Ling Yicheng.
He seemed a little - at a loss.
Su Xiaoli looked up and met Ling Yicheng's bewildered gaze.
She added solemnly: "In this matter, you have to choose what you really want. I support you. Of course, my opinion doesn't matter. Your own heart is the most important."
Ling Yicheng slowly lowered his head, eyes sore, and nodded.
——Of course your opinion is important. You are important, the most important.
After sorting out her thoughts and making clear what she wanted to say, Su Xiaoli's brows relaxed a little, "Let's eat, this porridge is really delicious."
The porridge in front of her was not so hot anymore, and the foodie's heart was attracted to the dishes again. She quickly finished the meal so that she could go find Gu Feihan to talk again.
She vaguely remembered that this guy said during the day that he wanted to talk to her.
After Ling Yicheng left, feeling relieved, Su Xiaoli got up and walked to the next door and knocked on the door of 403, but there was no response for a long time.
Angry and not opening the door? Su Xiaoli knocked for a long time, and just when she thought Gu Feihan might not be in the room, the door opened.
There was no light in the room, but with the light from the corridor, Su Xiaoli could see Gu Feihan clearly.
His clothes were still messy after the fight, the wound at the corner of his mouth had just scabbed over, his lips were pale, and in his eyes there was a sadness, depression, and paranoia that she had never seen before.
This was the first time Su Xiaoli saw Gu Feihan in such a miserable state.
"Gu..." Su Xiaoli spoke.
The man immediately held her in his arms and sealed her mouth.
The door closed behind him, and in the darkness, Gu Feihan's breathing became more frantic and anxious.
It's very confusing.
Su Xiaoli felt waves of pain in her shoulder and whimpered uncomfortably, trying to push him away.
Gu Feihan couldn't control himself, even though he knew Su Xiaoli was still injured.
Thirst, only she can quench it.
I was afraid, and only her scent could calm the beast in my heart that was under stress.
"Ah!" Su Xiaoli cried softly, a little angry. Gu Feihan pressed on her right shoulder.
Gu Feihan dodged in panic.
"It really hurts." said Su Xiaoli.
After the man's panic, the emotions in his eyes continued to intensify.
"Ah!" This cry was one of panic.
The next moment, Gu Feihan had already picked up Su Xiaoli and carried her sideways.
Caught off guard, Su Xiaoli was so frightened that she could only hug his neck tightly with her left hand.
At this moment, Gu Feihan just wanted to catch her, and also wanted to be caught by her like this. Even if they had to be tied together with a rope, it would be better not to be separated by irrelevant people.
He gently put Su Xiaoli on the bed and moved forward.
Apart from the clothes, Su Xiaoli's bandaged arm was the only object between the two of them.
There was a strong wind outside the window and the weather changed.
Su Xiaoli's face turned pale and his heart was beating like a drum.
"Gu Feihan...don't..." Her voice was a little hoarse, "My arm hurts, it hurts so much..." Her eyes were full of pleading, hoping that he would wake up quickly.
She said it hurts...
Gu Feihan's soul seemed to be sucked away by the darkness. His eyes were dark, and he only responded to her last words, "I'm in a lot of pain, too."
His gradually out-of-control eyes were frightening, and Su Xiaoli remembered the "token" from last time.
——Maybe that could help him.
When Gu Feihan's lips attacked again, Su Xiaoli bit him hard, and her sharp little teeth pierced the skin on the man's mouth like the scalpel they used to have.
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