Chapter 150
"I was probably four or five years old at the time," Qu Xing said. "I accidentally saw her ID card and I remembered the name. I've always remembered it."
Ling Yin: "Never doubted it?"
Qu Xing shook his head, took the small box that Ling Yin took out, and said, "How can I suspect anything about such a young girl? I thought Yingying was an agent with a dual identity."
"And I only saw her that one time. She hid it very well afterwards, so I gradually forgot it was my grandmother's name. I only vaguely remember it."
Qu Xing said as he opened the box with all his strength. He was stunned for a moment and then smiled.
He quickly closed the box, looked up and asked Ling Yin: "Guess what it is?"
Ling Yin actually saw it all, but he still pretended to think about it and asked, "Necklace?"
Qu Xing: “Tsk.”
Ling Yin quickly changed the subject: "Ring."
"Tsk!" Qu Xing was even more dissatisfied and opened the lid of the box: "You saw it all!"
It's a pair of handmade rings, and they're adjustable. I don't know what they mean, but maybe they mean Qu Xing is 20 and ready to fall in love.
Qu Xing took one of them out and held it up to the light. The plain double-layered silver ring had a subtle glaze hue in the middle. He couldn't help but laugh, "I've suspected for a long time that this little Yingying was an art student. She made it so beautifully."
Ling Yin said "hmm".
Qu Xing turned his head suddenly: "Huh? ...Did you just say that you have heard of this name too?"
Ling Yin opened his phone and flipped through it, finding a photo and showing it to him: "Is that her?"
Qu Xing looked at it for a second and then his eyes widened: "She...she...why are your parents? Do they know each other??!"
Ling Yin: "She is a very famous senior in my parents' work circle."
Qu Xing stared at him blankly: "What do your parents do?"
Ling Yin: “Design.”
Qu Xing realized something and took his phone to check: "Why is she afraid that I know her name? What does it mean? What's wrong with her?"
Ling Yin hesitated and said, "Nothing serious. It's just... it seems..."
Qu Xing raised his eyes to look at him: "What's wrong?"
Ling Yin: "He is a very wild person."
Qu Xing was still looking at him.
Ling Yin: "It is said that..."
Ling Yin was a little confused - after all, she was Xingxing's grandmother.
Qu Xing searched it himself.
I actually found it.
Qiu Shuyu, a renowned designer, achieved considerable success at a young age. Her personal life, however, was her defining characteristic and a source of much discussion—a truly wild and unconventional one. Cigarettes and alcohol were secondary; her life was characterized by sheer hedonism and novelty, with no regard for the length of her life. To put it bluntly, she was abusive. She never married or had children, but she had countless boyfriends and girlfriends. Countless people were hurt by her and subsequently denounced her.
“…”
Qu Xing looked down at the various news about her that seemed true and false.
In fact, just like when he saw the words in the diary, he was not that surprised.
Qu Xing didn't look up: "So, she's afraid that I'll hate her when I grow up and find out?"
Ling Yin: "Maybe she's afraid that you'll be influenced by her and won't grow up to be the star you are now."
"But..." Qu Xing clenched the phone: "I grew up under her influence."
Ling Yin rubbed him.
Qu Xing stared at his phone, his throat tightening, and said viciously, "Childish!"
"Xingxing." Ling Yin pulled him into his arms.
"Childish, childish!" Qu Xing burst into tears in his arms.
Qu Xing: "Why is it because of this reason! I hate her... I really hate her."
Ling Yin hugged him tightly.
Xingxing has never cried so sadly.
Chen Qi is right. Behind a simple thing lies a vast and unpredictable array of thoughts that are difficult to explore. Behind a complicated thing lies a ridiculously simple thought that is equally unpredictable.
This lie is so childish, so naive and so fragile.
If Qu Xing had noticed that the age in the household registration book did not match, if he had peeked at Qiu Shuyu's ID card again, if Cun Ziying had met him sadly earlier, if Qu Hongfei had confessed his pain to him earlier, if Qu Chen had told him that story earlier.
If he didn't follow the rules of the game at all, he would have turned this page in the diary long ago.
Such a fragile lie, easily exposed by the slightest mistake. Yet, it trembled for so long, only to be revealed right after Grandma's death. Then, as if plucked at some fateful chord, all the protagonists in the story began to flock to him. The truth refused to remain quietly contained in a small diary, determined to reveal itself on the path of fate, its natural and turbulent course.
Qu Xing found it hard to accept, yet it felt like this was the way it should be. He clung to Ling Yin and cried for a long time before he remembered the ring. Finally, while still crying, he put the wedding rings his grandmother had given him on Ling Yin. He cried so hard he couldn't hold them, and Ling Yin held his hand until he finally put the rings on.
Qu Xing sobbed and stared at Ling Yin for a long time. Finally, he smiled: "It looks great. It looks so good on your hand."
Ling Yin chuckled: "It looks better on you."
Qu Xing: "Did she eavesdrop on our conversation? She sent me a pair of rings right after I said I wanted to buy them."
Ling Yin: “It’s possible.”
"..." Qu Xing clung to his embrace and slowly closed her eyes. Their clasped hands shone with the color of glaze and silver. Ling Yin lifted them up and looked at them—they were truly beautiful.
The two of them spent a pure night together.
A few days later, Qu Xing met Cun Ziying again. She was still the same, and when she wanted to say sorry again, Qu Xing raised his hand and touched her gently, then stroked her shoulder comfortingly.
Cun Ziying was stunned.
"You have a deep misunderstanding of me...Mom." Qu Xing said, "I am living a happy life. Please go live your own life, okay?"
Cun Ziying was stunned and said, "Don't you blame me? I abandoned you."
Qu Xing laughed: "Why would I blame you? I told you, I'm very happy. Since you haven't been a mother for long, don't put the shackles of being a mother on yourself. Just leave me alone."
Cun Ziying looked at him blankly.
Qu Xing said seriously: "Thank you for giving birth to me."
Cun Ziying looked at him, her hair fluttering slightly as the wind blew past. She stared at Qu Xing and nodded, "Okay."
She suddenly asked, "You are already twenty years old?"
Qu Xing: "Yes."
Cun Ziying murmured, "...What about the little kid who cried to me back then?"
Qu Xing: “Here it is!”
Cun Ziying was still a little dazed. "Yes, I watched Qiu Shuyu raise you to this age, and I see you all the time. But where is my child? Is he dead?"
"Ah?" Qu Xing also looked at her blankly.
The two looked at each other for a long while. Suddenly, Cun Ziying realized: "Oh, you are my child."
He didn't even have a pair of fearful eyes.
"Qu Xing?" Cun Ziying suddenly called out.
Qu Xing: “Yeah.”
Cun Ziying: "I gave you this name."
Qu Xing: "I know."
Cun Ziying was lost in thought, returning to the bedside of the confused and exhausted man. He looked at the man before him and said with a hint of pride, "I got it for you."
Qu Xing: "Thank you, I like it very much."
Cun Ziying suddenly turned her eyes to his - so clear and so sincere.
"Okay." She nodded, tears streaming down her face. "That's good."
She turned and left.
Qu Chen soon brought news of Qu Hongfei's death, saying that Qu Hongfei had transferred most of his personal assets to Qu Xing. Qu Xing only had time to say "take care of yourself and don't go crazy" before he was captured by Ling Yin.
"I told Zhou Si not to let this person near the base anymore. You shouldn't meet him either." Ling Yin said firmly, "Not even a single meeting."
Qu Xing responded and said blankly, "What's wrong with you?"
Ling Yin stopped talking.
Qu Xing: "What's wrong, brother? Why are you so anxious?"
“…”
Qu Xing: "I won't meet him anymore... I wasn't going to meet him anyway, he has to go home to inherit the family business."
Ling Yin: “Yeah.”
After a pause, Ling Yin emphasized: "Stay away and don't contact me."
Qu Xing muttered, "What's going on?"
Qu Xing glanced at his phone: "Sister Huihui said she would come to my house to see me."
Ling Yin: "What's wrong?"
Qu Xing: "She said she found something of my grandmother's and wanted to give it to me."
Ling Yin: "Okay, let's go."
On the way back, Qu Xing finally found out why Ling Yin was so anxious.
It turned out that after Qu Chen said that he "thought his brother looked beautiful when he died," Ling Yin had a nightmare. He dreamed that he was stabbed dozens of times by Qu Chen, and the wind god was so frightened that his soul shattered in the dream. After waking up, he remembered it for a long time.
After parking the car in the garage, Qu Xing didn't rush out. Instead, he held the man's face and comforted him for a long time. Xiao Yin, who had been sulking for a long time, asked him for a deep, resentful kiss.
“…”
"Here you are, baby." Meng Hui hugged Qu Xing and said, "Why is your mouth sore?"
Qu Xing glanced at Ling Yin and grumbled, "Ling Yin braked suddenly just now and bit me!"
Ling Yin: “…”
"Hey, be careful!" Meng Hui slapped Ling Yin and said, "Drive slower."
Ling Yin: “…Yeah.”
Qu Xing leaned over to look behind her and asked, "Has Yu Dun started school?"
Meng Hui: "He ran away after the Chinese New Year! He came back for the New Year just to cheat you out of two meals."
Qu Xing: "Oh... what did you find of grandma's?"
"Camera." Meng Hui picked up the camera from the coffee table and handed it over.
Qu Xing took it.
"It's from more than ten years ago." Meng Hui said, "I must have accidentally left it at home sometime. I didn't even think about it."
Qu Xing took a look and saw that it was out of power: "She used to use it, but maybe she didn't have the chance to do it after meeting me."
Meng Hui: "Ah..."
"Huihui, do you know what kind of person grandma was before?" Qu Xing asked.
Meng Hui turned the person over and rubbed him occasionally: "I really don't know, Xingxing. Your grandma is very mysterious. I only know that she has many friends and is away from home all year round."
Qu Xing told Meng Hui the contents of the diary that day.
After hearing this, Meng Hui suddenly realized and said, "That's what I told you. Every time she said she wanted to leave, I couldn't see she wanted to leave at all. I always told her that she couldn't raise the child for me and that she had to do it as soon as possible, otherwise it would be too painful to leave after the child had some memories. She kept dragging it on until you could call her full name, then told me that it was difficult to leave now and that she would think of a way to tell the child in person and coax him before leaving. Later, she said she would wait until you were older and able to deal with your own emotions before leaving. After that, she never mentioned leaving again. I guess she really didn't want to leave anymore."
Meng Hui: "So grandma never thought about leaving at all."
Qu Xing shook his head: "She definitely wants to leave."
Meng Hui: "You kid..."
"Don't think too much, Huihui," Qu Xing said with a smile, "It's just that I'm the one who knows grandma best."
Meng Hui was stunned, and suddenly her heart ached and she was a little touched.
Qu Xing: "No matter how well my grandma acts in front of me, I can feel her true nature. She loves to play and doesn't want to stay in one place at all. She always asks me, do you have to go to school, do you want to skip school and go out to play with Yingying."
Meng Hui was a little surprised. Grandma actually had such an idea.
Qu Xing: "I always agreed and waited for her to take me out to play, but she always lied to me."
Hearing the word "cheat," the two people on both sides almost subconsciously jumped in their hearts, but Qu Xing's face remained calm and continued, "But I know that she was always moved and really wanted to take me away. I could feel it when I was a child, but I never understood why she just didn't take me away."
Meng Hui nodded absentmindedly.
One thing is certain.
Qiu Shuyu truly loved her Xingxing. She loved her so carefully that she suppressed her true nature for over a decade, giving up all her bad habits, tying up her legs that loved to run around, and devoting all her hobbies to Xingxing, focusing solely on making friends with a small child. She became whatever Xingxing grew up to be.
Grandma is a star-like person.
Qu Xing sighed, not knowing whether it was a sigh of relief or regret, and said, "Poor grandma, she was tied down by me."
Grandma still became grandma.
Qu Xing didn't know how to feel about this.
Feeling guilty?
I feel quite guilty.
But if he were to ask his grandmother now, she would definitely say: Yes, I am tied to the stars. I gave up the most important meaning of life, and gained the most important meaning of life.
For grandma, it was a one-for-one exchange, but for Qu Xing, it was complete relief.
Meng Hui stayed and talked for a while before leaving.
Qu Xing leaned towards Ling Yin, lost in thought, and suddenly said, "Thank you Cun Ziying for meeting Cun Ziying."
Ling Yin kissed his hair: "Yeah."
After a while, Ling Yin smiled above his head and said, "Thank Qiu Shuyu for letting Qu Xing become Qu Xing."
Qu Xing laughed: "Then what else should I say? Thank you Ling Yin?"
Ling Yin hugged him tightly: "But I'm useless. I didn't do anything."
Qu Xing climbed up with a hiss, held his face and said seriously: "You don't have to do anything, brother, just stay quiet and let me love you."
Ling Yin smiled: "I'm not quiet."
Qu Xing raised an eyebrow.
Ling Yin looked at him with a smile: "I want to love you."
Qu Xing smiled and leaned forward to kiss him.
"good."
Let our love burn, don’t be quiet, let the sound of the fusion of soul and flesh be deafening.
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