Xu Tingchuan lowered his head and ate a few mouthfuls of noodles and drank some soup. His stomach felt warm and comfortable afterward.
Ni Sitian put down the bowl of noodles, helped him lie down, and then wanted to go to the bathroom to wash up, but he grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.
She sensed his vulnerability. This situation was indeed very difficult. On one hand, there was his brotherly affection for Jia Yue, and on the other hand, he knew perfectly well that his own mother was the one who killed Jia Yue's parents. He couldn't say it, he couldn't do it, and he had to constantly find a balance to maintain this superficial harmony.
No wonder he was so cold to Jin Rulan. He probably felt that being close to Jin Rulan would be unfair to Jiayue and Jiayue's parents.
And just now, I overheard Xu Haicheng's words upstairs, saying that Jin Rulan couldn't let go of him. Did he mean Gu Huaifeng? And did he mean guilt or love when he said she couldn't let go? Does Xu Tingchuan know about this?
Ni Sitian looked down at Xu Tingchuan, who was already asleep in her arms, raised her hand and gently stroked his eyebrows and eyes, placing a light kiss on his brow, feeling sorry for the pain he had endured.
The next morning, Xu Tingchuan woke up with a headache.
After washing up, Ni Sitian came out, poured him a glass of warm water, and massaged his temples. "Are you feeling better?"
After Xu Tingchuan finished drinking the water, he grasped Ni Sitian's hand and moved his lips as if he wanted to say something.
"Do you want to lie down for a while longer?" Ni Sitian grasped his hand in return. She didn't know if he remembered what he had said to her when he was drunk last night. If he didn't want her to know, she would pretend she didn't know, since this matter was too serious.
"I'm fine now." Xu Tingchuan's voice was hoarse from drinking.
"Then get up and wash up. I'll bring you breakfast." She thought he probably didn't want to face Jia Yue and Jin Rulan either, so she said considerately.
"Wait for me a moment, we'll go downstairs to eat, and then go home." Xu Tingchuan got out of bed, went into the bathroom to wash up, and then came out to change his clothes.
Seeing that he had returned to normal, Ni Sitian felt even more sorry for him. Over the years, he had endured so much pressure and carried so much on his own, all so that Jiayue could be carefree like she was now.
"Brother, Sitian, good morning."
They ran into Xu Jiayue as soon as they stepped out. Ni Sitian glanced at Xu Tingchuan instinctively and saw that he was no different from usual, so she smiled and replied, "Good morning, let's go downstairs for breakfast together."
Xu Jiayue nodded and walked ahead of them, humming a song as she briskly descended the stairs.
"Where are Mom and Dad?" Xu Jiayue pulled out a chair, sat down, picked up a fried dough stick, and casually asked Butler Wang.
"Master, Madam has instructed that the food be served today," Butler Wang replied.
Thinking of Jin Rulan's drunken and out-of-control crying last night, Ni Sitian realized that Jin Rulan's body was probably not much better off than Xu Tingchuan's right now, so she glanced at Xu Tingchuan again.
Xu Tingchuan lowered his eyes and ate his porridge with an elegant demeanor, as if nothing had happened.
Ni Sitian sighed inwardly and began to eat breakfast.
After breakfast, Xu Tingchuan took Ni Sitian's hand and left by car.
Xiao Zhang drove the car out of the Xu family compound. Xu Tingchuan closed his eyes, let out a long sigh, and raised his hand to pinch his brow.
Ni Sitian took his hand in her palm and kneaded it as he usually did when comforting her.
Xu Tingchuan opened his eyes, turned his head to look at her, and gave her a faint smile with a slight curve to his lips.
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