Song Jingcheng raised his eyes and looked at Mu Tingyun calmly without saying a word.
Mu Tingyun couldn't stand Song Jingcheng's cold attitude. His eyes dimmed and he said sadly, "Because of Chen He, are you planning to never want me again?"
Song Jingcheng chuckled and said, "Don't act like a green tea in front of me. When Chen He acted like a green tea, it was fun. But when you act like a green tea, it makes me sick."
Mu Tingyun rubbed the Queen's teeth, his eyes red with grievance.
But this didn't impress Song Jingcheng at all.
"If everything is fine, I'll leave first. I have to go out to dinner with my girlfriend." Song Jingcheng pressed the wheelchair button and turned to leave.
Mu Tingyun suddenly pressed down on the wheelchair to stop Song Jingcheng from moving forward.
He walked around the wheelchair and squatted in front of Song Jingcheng.
Raising his head, Mu Tingyun looked at his uncle with mixed feelings, and finally asked the question that had been pent up in his heart for a long time -
"During my senior year of high school, I was kidnapped and thrown into the Shiwanda Mountains. The mountaineering team that went to search for me was not the rescue team sent by the Mu family at all."
"You're the one who actually rescued me, right?"
Song Jingcheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a calm tone, "It's been so long. There's no need to bring it up again."
Mu Tingyun eagerly grabbed Song Jingcheng's hand, vowing to get to the bottom of the matter: "You saved me, right?"
"It's me." Song Jingcheng admitted.
Mu Tingyun's hands holding Song Jingcheng trembled slightly a few times. His mind was in turmoil, more turbulent than the dark deep sea on a stormy night.
Mu Tingyun always thought that the search and rescue team was sent by Mu Xiao.
God knows how happy he was when he saw the rescue workers jumping out of the helicopter while he was unconscious due to a high fever.
At that moment, he was like a goldfish that had dried up and was on the verge of death, and was put back into the fish tank.
Before he fell into coma, the thought that flashed through his mind was -
It turns out that my father loves me.
"Uncle, why don't you tell me the truth?" Mu Tingyun was puzzled.
Why didn't you tell him?
Song Jingcheng carefully recalled the events of ten years ago.
He said, "You were so delirious with a high fever that you kept calling for your mother in your dreams. When you woke up, you didn't immediately spot me. Instead, you excitedly ran over and hugged Mu Xiao."
"I knew then that the person you hoped would save you was Mu Xiao."
Like Mu Tingyun, Song Jingcheng had never received love from his parents. He understood too well Mu Tingyun's desire to be cared for by Mu Xiao.
Only after he had been caught in the rain did he want to hold an umbrella for his sister's orphan.
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