Yun Nian sat on the sofa and looked at Song Qingyou: "I returned to my master's hometown and met an old friend during the burial."
"An old friend?" Song Qingyou asked.
"Hmm." Yun Nian nodded and said to Fu Wenzhou, "Could you stay away from Sister Youyou? You're so tall, you're blocking half of Sister Youyou's view. Am I supposed to talk to Sister Youyou or to you?"
Fu Wenzhou said coldly and impatiently, "You have so much trouble."
Yun Nian said, "Sit back a bit."
Fu Wenzhou didn't bother to respond.
Song Qingyou gently held his hand and tickled his palm. Fu Wenzhou's lips curled up, and he obediently moved aside to make room for him.
This time, Yun Nian finally understood and continued, "Yes, an old friend, she was my master's former confidante, oh right, to put it simply, his lover."
Fu Wenzhou scoffed: "Isn't your master a monk?"
Yun Nian waved her hand: "Oh, that was my master's lover before he became a monk. After my master became a monk, he severed his six senses, so he couldn't just abandon everything from before."
Song Qingyou said calmly, "And then?"
Yun Nian continued, "She said that before my master became a nun, he had a past connection with Old Master Song. My master stayed at the Song family's house more than 20 years ago. It is said that Old Master Song's daughter had a disease and was not going to live long. Later, Old Master Song asked my master to save her life."
This was done very secretly at the time, and even Yun Nian had never heard his master mention it.
If it weren't for this trip back to his master's hometown, he might never have known.
But now that he knows, he has to tell Song Qingyou, after all, Song Ning is her mother, and Song Qingyou has the right to know the truth.
Song Qingyou was a smart person. Almost as soon as Yun Nian uttered her first sentence, she had already guessed: "Song Ning also has a heart condition?"
“Yes,” Yun Nian said, “This is a hereditary disease in your family, which means that your next generation may also suffer the same fate.”
Yun Nian couldn't bear to say anything more, as it would be tantamount to telling Song Qingyou that any child she gave birth to would be like her, tormented by illness for the rest of their lives.
He could cure her, but he could only keep her alive with medication. To completely cure her was almost impossible compared to a normal person.
Song Qingyou was stunned: "You mean, I won't have my own children?"
Yun Nian said, "Not necessarily. There's still an 80% chance that he'll be a normal person. It's a recessive genetic trait."
Eighty percent...
Song Qingyou was momentarily dazed.
Fu Wenzhou said indifferently, "No kids? No kids. I enjoy our time together as a couple. What era are we living in? Who says you have to have kids after you get married?"
Song Qingyou likes children, but if bringing them into this world is just to make them suffer, then it's better not to have them at all.
She didn't want her child to experience her own life again.
Feeling someone wrap their arms around her waist, Song Qingyou was startled. She looked up and her eyes met Fu Wenzhou's. The deep love in his eyes made her heart return to its original state.
Suddenly, Song Qingyou felt less sad.
She smiled at Fu Wenzhou, then looked at Yun Nian: "Song Ning has another child, she... she should be normal."
Yun Nian exclaimed in surprise, "Twenty percent?"
Song Qingyou nodded slowly: "Yes, she doesn't seem to have any health problems."
Yun Nian felt it was unfair; why did his sister Youyou have to suffer like this?
However, he still said, "The strange thing I'm talking about isn't that. It's that after Song Ning gave birth to you, she had a fight with Song Yuan in the hospital. My master and Grandpa Song were there at the time. Song Ning and Song Yuan had a complete falling out. In the delivery room, she hysterically said that they were even, and that she gave birth to you only to get revenge on Song Yuan."
Song Qingyou frowned slightly, not understanding: "What do you mean?"
Yun Nian shook her head: "I don't know the specifics either, but I always feel that there might be a problem with your background. Have you and Song Yuan done a paternity test?"
Paternity test?
Song Qingyou was completely stunned. After a moment of recollection, she said, "I secretly did it once when I was a child. The hospital issued a certificate at the time, confirming that he is indeed my father."
Yun Nian murmured, "That's strange."
Song Qingyou asked, "Did your master... stay at my house for a period of time back then?"
Yun Nian said, "Yes, but the only people who know about this are your grandfather and Song Ning herself, but unfortunately both of them are dead."
At this point, he suddenly realized, "Wait a minute, wasn't Song Ning dead? Where did she get a second bloodline?"
Song Qingyou briefly explained Song Ning's faked death in just a few sentences.
Yun Nian was furious after hearing this: "What kind of person is this? She insisted on marrying Song Yuan despite Old Master Song's advice, and then abandoned you and ran away after finding out that Song Yuan was a scumbag. This woman is too selfish!"
Song Qingyou coughed a few times, her voice a little hoarse: "She has her own difficulties too."
“What difficulties could she possibly have? Didn’t she bring this on herself? My master’s lover said that she was willing to break with her family for Song Yuan back then, and no one could persuade her otherwise. My master even tried to advise her, but she wouldn’t listen at all. Moreover, she knew that her family had a hereditary disease, but she still insisted on giving birth to you, just to spite Song Yuan and get revenge on him. I’ve never seen such an irresponsible person.”
Yun Nian became more and more agitated as she spoke: "Now she's doing well, she's gone and found someone else to marry and has a daughter, the three of them are living happily together. And what about you? If she had ever thought about you even once all these years, she would have appeared by now."
Fu Wenzhou nodded in agreement: "That makes a lot of sense."
Song Qingyou: "..."
She smiled helplessly: "It's all in the past."
Yun Nian stared intently at Song Qingyou: "Sister Youyou, do you want to do another paternity test?"
Song Qingyou blinked: "But Song Yuan is already dead."
"Idiot," Fu Wenzhou said, "Isn't Song Chen still lying in the hospital?"
After a moment of silence, Song Qingyou said, "Even if it's proven, what then?"
Yun Nian suddenly didn't know what to say.
Yes, even if it's proven that she really doesn't have Song Yuan's blood in her veins, so what?
Song Yuan is dead, and Song Qingyou has already taken her revenge. As for Song Ning, she can't go back to acknowledge her. Rather than making things difficult for herself, it's better for them to live peacefully.
Fu Wenzhou's voice was deep: "They owe you, not you owe them. Someone has to give an explanation for all the injustices you've suffered over the years."
Song Qingyou's breath hitched, and she slowly looked up at Fu Wenzhou.
Fu Wenzhou reached out and stroked her cheek, his voice low and gentle: "Youyou, only when you untangle your knots can you truly be at peace. Besides, you were never the one who made a mistake."
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