He remained silent for a long time, then a sweet smile appeared on his lips, and he spoke slowly.
"Sister, it seems like Father and Mother don't like me."
"..."
Meng Qingluan choked, stunned by his sudden words.
After a long while, she finally found her voice. Not wanting her emotions to affect him, she forced a smile and asked.
"Hmm...why would you suddenly think that way? Is it because your parents are busy with their business that you misunderstood?"
Her words did not comfort him. He slowly shook his head and said expressionlessly.
"This is what I heard. I only just realized how much my parents dislike me."
"Sister, can I...can I tell you?"
He asked cautiously, not daring to speak rashly.
His sister is now the only person who cares about him, and he doesn't want to upset her or make her dislike him because of his weakness and lack of ambition.
This is the only warmth he has left; he can't afford not to cherish it.
"certainly."
Little Radish was relieved to see that Meng Qingluan was willing to listen to him, but he still didn't dare to reveal everything and remained cautious.
"After my sister left, my parents made me take a lot more medicine, which was more bitter and astringent than before. But my body became even weaker. My parents were very worried and forced me to eat all kinds of food, hoping that I would gain more weight and become stronger."
He looked up at Meng Qingluan again and explained.
“Sister, I’m not a bad kid. I really want to eat.” He lowered his head dejectedly. “But there are too many medicines. I can’t swallow them. If I eat too much, I’ll vomit even more.”
“My parents were very worried and even argued about the dosage. I know it's all my fault, and I want to apologize to them…”
At this point, his previously calm expression turned fearful, and his pupils involuntarily went blank.
"I walked to their door and overheard my parents' conversation. I understood everything. My parents didn't like me at all; they just wanted me to obediently take my medicine."
Meng Qingluan stared intently, her face growing increasingly gloomy.
medicine.
Medicine, could it be...?
Meng Qingluan's shoulders stiffened. She seemed to know something and suddenly asked a question.
"May I have your name?"
Little Radish Head answered.
Wishing you peace and tranquility.
"..."
Meng Qingluan felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and suddenly shivered.
The dream she was in was actually Zhu Qing'an's past?
What's going on?
"elder sister……"
Seeing her expression change drastically, Zhu Qing'an thought she had said something wrong again, and called her name with red eyes.
Before Meng Qingluan could respond, the bedroom door was kicked open.
The two turned to look at the door at the same time, and Meng's father's young face suddenly appeared, his whole face full of anger.
He strode into the room and casually picked up a feather duster from the cabinet.
"How dare you do such a thing! If we hadn't found out, how long did you intend to keep it from us?"
Zhu Qing'an was clearly terrified, but he stood up and instinctively stood in front of Meng Qingluan.
Meng Qingluan was extremely anxious. Seeing him blocking her way, she hurriedly said...
"They can't see me! Sit down quickly, you're injured, they won't dare touch you."
"…elder sister."
Zhu Qing'an murmured unconsciously, but his body remained still, still blocking her way.
He cannot back down!
It's already a miracle that my sister has reappeared. My father can't see her, but what if the object in his hand hurts her?
Besides, he had promised himself that he would not back down.
"You...you know your life isn't just your own? You know you also have to live for your sister?!"
When Meng's father heard what he said, he was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized that he had overheard the entire conversation between him and his wife.
His anger intensified, so he decided to stop hiding it and openly confronted the other party.
Zhu Qing'an's small body trembled, and all the composure and indifference he had just pretended to have crumbled. He shouted in a hoarse voice.
"Why should I live for her? I've never met her, and she's never been the sister I know!"
"You dare talk back?"
"I provide you with food and drink, and serve you fine clothes and delicacies, yet you turn around and talk back, saying such heartless things. You ungrateful wretch!"
Mencius' mother followed closely behind, and overheard their conversation.
Her face turned cold, her previously flustered expression turning displeased, and she said resentfully.
"Xiao An! How can you say such a thing? You've enjoyed so much, and all we're doing is asking you to take more medicine so you can save your sister in the future, and you're so unwilling?"
Zhu Qing'an's tears fell in a steady stream, her little face covered in teardrops.
"Mother, the medicine is bitter, and the needles hurt when they prick my body."
He suddenly turned around, staring at Meng Qingluan, tears streaming down his face like a burst dam.
“I’m in pain, and I can’t sleep all night. I want my mother to hug me and praise me. But you always complain about me, saying that I’m too weak and only annoy people.”
"The medicine is really bitter, even candied fruit can't take away the bitterness. I also want to eat candy, I also want to go to school and play, but you always disagree and are unwilling."
Meng Qingluan's tears fell silently, without her even noticing.
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