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"mom."
Ji Chuan's voice was low and hoarse due to depression.
"Tell me, what happened back then?"
He tried to find a crack in his mother's calm eyes.
Chen Jing's eyes flickered slightly, then she regained her composure. She raised her hand, wanting to straighten Ji Chuan's collar as usual, but he subconsciously avoided it slightly.
Her hand paused in mid-air, then she naturally withdrew it, with a barely perceptible hint of disappointment in her tone.
"Xiaochuan, it's not good for anyone to pursue the past. Nanxing is a poor child, I know, but I did my best to get compensation for her."
Ji Chuan lost control of his expression and looked at Chen Jing with empty eyes. Seeing his firm attitude, Chen Jing sighed and found a random excuse to send the twin sisters out.
"As you know, I was married once before marrying your father. We didn't have children for many years, so we adopted a girl from an orphanage, Chen Nanxing. As a mother, I admit that I was negligent. At that time, I was busy with work every day and neglected my family and Chen Nanxing. Later, when I had your two younger sisters, I neglected my adopted daughter, Chen Nanxing, even more. It was these neglects that led to the tragedy that followed."
"That man is not a good person. He is ruthless and did some terrible things to Chen Nanxing while I was away. I don't know how far they have gone, but no matter where they go, I cannot tolerate a man doing such beastly things to his adopted daughter, so I divorced him."
These dusty past events were spoken by her in a gentle tone, but their lethality was doubled.
"I know I owed this adopted daughter, but I did try my best to make amends. Before the divorce, I sent Chen Nanxing back to the orphanage and took 100,000 yuan from my ex-husband and gave it to Chen Nanxing. I knew she was a good student, so I left that 100,000 yuan for her education. But she immediately took it and ran off with another man."
The man was Lin Shanglu. It was with this 100,000 yuan that Chen Nanxing resolutely boarded the train to City B with Lin Shanglu.
Everything connected together. Ji Chuan closed his eyes, and in his mind emerged the desperate look of Chen Nanxing facing the harassment of the old man, the cautious look when facing her adoptive mother, and the unhesitating look when Lin Shanglu said he would take her away... The poor and helpless Chen Nanxing was constantly constructed in his mind as Chen Jing narrated.
What had his Nanxing done wrong? Why did she have to bear all the suffering alone?
Chen Jing continued to plead with him earnestly, "Xiao Chuan, how could I agree to you being with a woman with such a past? Although you are not my biological child, I have been taking care of you since you were very young. I have watched you grow up, and you know how I have treated you over the years."
"mom."
Ji Chuan didn't want to listen to Chen Jing anymore. He opened his eyes again, and the struggle in his eyes was gradually replaced by a clear pain and determination.
"I don't understand why you don't like Nanxing even though she's the victim of this whole thing. But I know I love her, her past, her present, and even that unbearable past you mentioned. I accept it all. Nanxing and I promised that I would love her no matter what she was like."
He took a step back and said apologetically to Chen Jing and Ji's father: "Dad, Mom, I'm sorry, Nanxing is not in good health, I can't leave Nanxing outside alone."
After saying that, Ji Chuan no longer looked at his mother's complicated expression, turned around resolutely, and pressed the down button of the elevator.
This time, there was no sound of obstruction from behind, only an invisible, cold disappointment filled the air.
The room fell into an eerie silence for a while, and after a long time, a long sigh was heard from Chen Jing.
Father Ji patted his wife's shoulder and comforted her: "Forget it, the child is grown up and has his own ideas."
Although this was not wrong, Chen Jing still disagreed: "Forget about the other things, but didn't you hear Xiaochuan say that my adopted daughter is still in poor health?"
There were only the two of them in the house. Father Ji came over and hugged Chen Jing and said, "I know, I know. Didn't Xiaochuan tell me last time? Didn't Xiaochuan say he has a terminal illness? I estimate he won't live for many days. By then, he will be gone. There's no point for Xiaochuan to worry about her. Let him go."
"Ah, what do you know?"
Chen Jing wanted to tell Ji Chuan's father about the terribleness of his long-lasting love, but she couldn't explain it clearly to Ji's father, so she just gave up.
"Forget it, the child is grown up and no longer under his mother's control. Let him do whatever he wants."
The family conflict was resolved, at least on the surface, and Ji's father hurriedly went to stroke his wife's fur with a smile.
"Right, don't worry about what he wants to do. Young boy, it's time to suffer in love, otherwise how can you find a wife in the future? We are in Zhaofeng, so why don't we go see mom this afternoon?"
The way he coaxes his wife is exactly the same as Ji Chuan's.
Chen Jing burst into laughter, nodded in agreement, and called her two daughters who were outside to ask them to come back and pack up to go to her grandmother's house.
The two girls who received the call looked at each other in confusion, not understanding why things turned out so strangely.
The city streets are bustling with traffic and people.
While Ji Chuan was calling Chen Nanxing, he was running frantically looking for her in places where she might have gone.
The familiar figure was nowhere to be seen on the park benches, in the cafes they often visited, in the library...
The person couldn't be found and the call couldn't be connected. Ji Chuan was so anxious that he almost suspected that his phone was broken.
Just when he was about to go to the mobile phone store to buy a new phone, the call he had just made was finally answered by Chen Nanxing.
"Nanxing! You finally answered the phone! Where are you now? If there is anything, can we talk about it in person?"
Ji Chuan spoke incessantly, and after a long while, Chen Nanxing said in a hoarse voice:
"Xiao Ji, look, I told you, I really can't do this."
Ji Chuan wanted to tell Chen Nanxing that no, it was not like that, but the physical guilt got stuck in his throat, and together with the integrity and kindness in his character, it became strong glue that sealed his mouth.
He was uncomfortable, and Chen Nanxing was not feeling well either. The strong helplessness and stimulation were like wet cotton embedded in her limbs and throat, but Chen Nanxing's ability to adjust seemed to be much better than Ji Chuan's. It was not known whether it was because she was used to her fate.
She swallowed the bitter water stuck in her throat and said slowly:
"Didn't you ask me why I'm always so quiet and gentle? I'll tell you, it's because of my low self-esteem. My low self-esteem is overflowing, so I have to use gentleness and quietness to cover it up."
Chen Nanxing seemed to want to clear everything about himself in front of Ji Chuan.
"I originally thought I could forget those unpleasant memories, but I was wrong, Xiao Ji. Time will take away the pain, but the scars will always be deep. Your stepmother is my adoptive mother. She knows all about my shame. Whenever I see her, I will be reminded of the time when I was still Qiao Nanxing. Whenever I think of that despicable time, my inferiority complex will arise spontaneously."
Ji Chuan's eyes were hazy. A big man over 1.8 meters tall couldn't help crying in the street: "I'm sorry, Nanxing, I'm sorry."
Sometimes I really don't understand why fate is so cruel, always making people cry on one side and the other side. Chen Nanxing rested her chin on her knees, and her drooping hair stuck to her tear-stained face as her head shook.
"I don't blame you, Xiao Ji. Really, I don't blame you. You've been really, really good to me. I don't blame anyone in this life. Maybe my life has been wrong since the moment I was born."
"I don't resent my mother. She had just gotten into college and had a bright future ahead of her, but she was kidnapped and sold. My father was also her buyer, and in her eyes, she was a criminal. I was the rope they used to tie her up, the cage they kept her in. I don't blame my adoptive mother either. She took me out of the orphanage, gave me a wealthy life, sent me to the best schools, and even extorted 100,000 yuan from my adoptive father after they divorced. She treated me well, but she just didn't love me."
Her voice was soft, but it carried a sense of despair and resignation.
"Xiao Ji, let's end this."
These farewell words were like cool running water, sliding past Ji Chuan's ears, but they carried an unquestionable decisive force that made him unable to move for a moment.
By the time he reacted, Chen Nanxing had already hung up the phone.
When Ji Chuan called again, the call was no longer connected.
It was an early summer afternoon and the temperature was already getting hot, but Chen Nanxing was shivering with cold, and his knuckles were turning white from holding the phone.
She didn't understand why the word "fate" kept chasing and torturing her.
She had experienced two relationships in her life. One could only last in a damp and dark basement and would quickly wither once exposed to the light. The other was like arsenic wrapped in sugar. It was sweet at first, but the arsenic inside would be revealed when the sugar on the outside melted.
Chen Nanxing suddenly felt like a failure. He had lived his whole life, but before he died, he couldn't find someone he could confide in or confide in.
No! There is one!
Chen Nanxing's eyes flickered, and he held the phone as if he had grabbed the last straw and dialed the number.
"Hello, Zhixu, it's me. Are you free now?"
Chen Nanxing's voice on the other end of the phone sounded extremely broken, like a bowstring that had been stretched to its full length and suddenly snapped. Qin Enyu didn't dare to delay and immediately got up from the recliner. She waved to the masseur who was carrying a box to give her a massage to go down first, and said while tying her belt:
"I'm fine, Nanxing, what's wrong with you?"
"Can I come to you?"
Chen Nanxing was indeed in trouble. Qin Enyu heard him choke up and his voice was broken, as if his emotions had been suppressed to the extreme.
"I have nowhere else to go."
Chen Nanxing is a person with a strong sense of self-esteem, and everyone who has been with her knows this. When Qin Enyu heard this suddenly, she became nervous.
"Of course, I'm in Jiande now, where are you?"
She didn't understand what was going on, but it was always right to calm Chen Nanxing down first.
Chen Nanxing was in a low mood, his voice so soft it seemed to be lost in the wind: "I'm in Zhaofeng."
Zhaofeng is too large. Given Chen Nanxing's condition, Qin Enyu really didn't dare let Chen Nanxing hang around outside. She opened the ticket purchasing software and compared that the fastest way to get from Jiande to Zhaofeng was by half the high-speed rail in an hour.
Chen Nanxing is now in a state of disarray, and it is not safe for him to stay outside for such a long time, so Qin Enyu asked a few more questions, wanting to circle Chen Nanxing in a certain place to ensure Chen Nanxing's safety. However, Chen Nanxing could not tell the location after being asked several times. After not getting the specific location information, Qin Enyu simply decided on a location for Chen Nanxing himself.
"Nanxing, listen to me. Go to the Zhaofeng high-speed rail station and wait for me. I'll take the high-speed rail to Zhaofeng right away."
Chen Nanxing was immersed in sadness. She rarely felt so lost. At this moment, she was like a drowning person, clinging tightly to Qin Enyu, a piece of driftwood.
Qin Enyu asked her to go to the Zhaofeng high-speed rail station to wait for her and really took a taxi there.
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