0070 070 I've waited another year for the wind and snow.
Her body sank into the soft bed, and before her tingling muscles could relax, she began to enjoy the feeling of being surrounded by softness. Even when she woke up, she didn't want to open her eyes, and she slept with her eyes closed for a long time.
Finally, after chasing away all her fatigue in her dream, Qi Shuyao struggled to sit up and met the gaze of an elderly woman with gray hair. Turning her head, she saw another elderly woman of the same age sitting by the bed.
Who are you?
She asked the question naturally, her voice without much variation, and even her hand on the blanket was naturally outstretched, which made the old man opposite her nod in satisfaction.
The old lady by the bed began to explain.
“This is Grandpa, and I am Grandma. Bringing you back suddenly was an unexpected situation, but I hope you understand that in the outside world, Mr. Qi can no longer protect you. We will also discuss the cause and effect with Mr. Qi. Just stay here with Grandma and don’t worry about school. The teachers have all been contacted and will come to our home to give you one-on-one guidance.”
Qi Shuyao had nothing to say. She bent her leg, propped her chin up, and suddenly laughed.
"Grandpa, Grandma, you've really given me a big surprise! Don't worry, I'll give you a big surprise too."
Qi Yu had locked himself in his office for several days. Zhou Cheng had moved all the documents off the desk. He was just lying on the desk, holding a white scarf in his arms.
Within an hour of seeing the surveillance footage, he received a message from his grandparents. The message was clear, concise, and thanked him for his efforts, saying that they, like his son, would also pay him money.
This feeling is hard to describe in words. Perhaps it should be said that no living person can describe the feeling of having their heart ripped out. It was like a mother wolf who went hunting alone in the mountains and brought back a delicious rabbit, but the hunter had already taken away her cubs and set fire to her den.
What's the point of him being here all alone?
Zhou Cheng knocked on the door and came in looking embarrassed.
"Boss, that gentleman said he'll come looking for you if you don't answer the phone."
"Okay, you can go now."
"Boss, I think Miss is doing quite well over there, you can go ahead..."
Qi Yu gave him a sinister look, and Zhou Cheng immediately shut up, went out and closed the door. The room became quiet again. He picked up his phone and dialed the man's number.
He was even more agitated and furious than the other man.
"Where did you hide my daughter! Even if you keep her with you for the rest of your life, she will have nothing to do with you. You will always be strangers!"
"Is this what your parents taught you? Blood ties are everything?"
"At least I still have my parents."
"Then go ask your good dad and good mom."
"Wait, don't hang up yet. Don't you want to know what I said to my daughter?"
Qi Yu didn't speak or hang up, and the person on the other end continued excitedly.
“I told her the truth, how you took advantage of her, and your dirty thoughts.”
"What thoughts are on my mind?"
"Isn't your plan to demand repayment for raising my daughter? It seems you know that this world will ultimately be returned to me..."
This time, Qi Yu hung up the phone without hesitation. Listening to someone who had lived half a lifetime naively shout like that was a cruel thing.
There was another knock on the door. This time, Zhou Cheng brought Qin Zhuohan in and then went out himself.
"Uncle, what's wrong with Yao Yao?"
"Nothing much. Did you get rid of Yao Yao from you before?"
"Okay, here's the paper version. I've already sent the electronic version to Yao Yao."
"You still have class, right? Go back first, thank you for your help."
"Uncle, there's a small problem with Yao Yao's blood sample. It's marked on the back. Please take a look."
After saying that, he turned and ran out. Qi Yu paused as he was about to open the paper. Zhou Cheng then sent over the information he had gathered about Qi Shuyao's whereabouts the day before.
Everything was piled up together, and he dared not look at it.
She first opened her tracking sheet, then walked monotonously along the old street, browsing through each shop before finally stopping at the entrance of the old hospital, where she encountered a man who claimed to be her biological father.
The man rolled up his sleeves in the cold wind and drew a vial of blood from her.
Another message arrived, from Zhou Cheng again.
"Boss, this is the conversation the young lady had in the hospital."
Qi Yu's pupils contracted sharply, and he hurriedly flipped open the document, finding a line of handwritten small print under "parent-child relationship".
He clutched his hair tightly.
Over there, Qi Shuyao put down her phone and mechanically walked from the garden toward the small room her grandfather had prepared for her. Her grandfather's house had a large iron gate with a semi-circular dome and openwork carvings. Only by passing through the large iron gate could one enter the villa. After entering the hall, there were two large bookshelves on the right. She walked up the small steps between the bookshelves and went up to the second floor along the small staircase. A huge space unfolded before her eyes. Turning further in, there were two doors facing each other.
"This is the room prepared for your sister," Grandma said.
She went straight to her room.
After learning that she had no relationship with Qi Yu, Qi Shuyao calmly accepted this fact.
But she should be thankful, she's still a "normal person" at best, so why does she feel so empty inside? Are they not related? Are they actually strangers? He's not her father, just a kind-hearted person who would have raised any other child.
No—Qi Shuyao suddenly shook her head violently, grabbing her hair and tearing it in both directions. No, it shouldn't be like this. She should be his one and only person, not someone that can be replaced by just anyone. No, no.
She squatted on the ground, panting helplessly. When she looked up, she saw a set of rare animal adoption certificates in the cabinet. The curator's strong and powerful words "Qi Shuyao" now looked like a joke.
Inside were lists of awards she had received over the years—school awards, competition awards, painting awards—things that used to be kept in her own cabinets, but now all of them were in this so-called grandfather's house.
Was she being monitored for the past twenty years?
She stood up, ignoring the dizziness from squatting for so long, and rushed to the cabinet. She crumpled up everything inside with those three words on it and threw it on the ground. Her palms bled from the glass shards, and the shards on the ground cut her buttocks. She couldn't feel it; all she knew was that her heart had been torn open, and some of her self-righteous constraints had slipped out.
Grandpa and Grandma ran upstairs when they heard the noise, but as they got older, even if they were still energetic, their legs were slow. Qi Shuyao, who was in the room, saw the blood on her hands and her vision blurred again. The strong smell of blood rushed into her nostrils, and the overwhelming nausea filled her head. Just as Grandpa and Grandma reached the door of the room, she tilted her head back and fell down. A shard of glass pierced her shoulder.
There are only a few days left until the end of the year.
Qi Shuyao was still gagging over the pool. The little maid beside her seemed even more nervous than she was, handing her towels and water, supporting her shoulders and stroking her back, as gentle as if she were her mother.
She was helped out of the room. Her shoulder didn't hurt much anymore, but she still had some difficulty holding chopsticks. She sat down on the sofa and was immediately slapped hard across the face by her grandmother.
She slumped to one side and lay on the sofa for a long time without getting up.
I didn't know getting slapped hurt this much. My head is spinning.
The little maid was so frightened that she burst into tears. She ran to get ice to put on the girl's face, turning her own hands red with cold.
Qi Shuyao's pale face peeked out from behind his black hair, and the grandmother's already hardened heart immediately softened. It was as if her own son had turned into a tiny little thing and could be held in her arms. But in the blink of an eye, she was holding a little life in her own arms.
Whose child is it?
"Does Qi Yu know?"
"You don't have a boyfriend either, so where did this child come from?"
"Is this how Qi Yu taught you to speak?"
The two asked each other a question, but there was no answer from the other side. The little maid turned around shakily, her voice trembling.
"Master, Miss... she... she's bleeding from the corner of her mouth..."
Grandma couldn't hold back any longer. She rushed over, helped Qi Shuyao up, and hugged her tightly, patting her back tenderly. She repeatedly wiped the blood from the corner of Qi Shuyao's mouth. This was probably the first time Qi Shuyao had ever felt the embrace of a female relative. It was so soft and warm.
But she struggled to sit up, even though her vision was still blurry and her speech was unclear.
“Even if you find out everything about my past, there will be information you can’t find out. If you can’t accept it, then let me leave now.”
"Don't move!"
Grandpa's suppressed roar pinned her to the spot. The two old people had shed their sharp exteriors, leaving only their frail, swaying bodies.
"Let him be born, so that our family will have an heir, another generation, which is a blessing."
After Grandpa finished speaking, Grandma couldn't help but hug her again, her warm hands stroking the top of her head. The emotion in her eyes was definitely not an act.
Is this what blood ties are? Even if you've never met before, you'll cry your eyes out when you reunite years later, and even forgive her endless mistakes.
She was momentarily flustered, but then she was enveloped in this boundless tenderness.
"Yaoyao, Yaoyao..."
Grandma called her name softly, each call softening her heart. She raised her hand, touching the prominent veins on the back of her hand, and whispered the same name back.
"grandmother?"
The old lady was extremely excited. She wiped away her tears while her hand kept moving away from her face. She was incoherent and her voice was trembling with sobs.
"Once Grandpa and Grandma have resolved all these issues, you, your father, and our family will be together forever, never to be separated again."
"Where is my dad? Who is he?"
"He's abroad and hasn't come back yet."
Qi Shuyao withdrew her hand.
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