Chapter 299 No Ifs
After reading the letter, the atmosphere in the laboratory became even weirder.
If everyone reads this letter with feelings of uneasiness, resentment, or sadness.
Now, each of them has fallen into an unspeakable nothingness.
It's not dull, it's empty.
This hatred that lasted for decades came back to bite them like a boomerang.
They had no way to vent their hatred, sadness, and anger for a while.
The world formed a closed loop at this moment.
Cheng Yi's brows were never relaxed for a moment, and a feeling of powerlessness filled his heart.
The root of the hatred he has been pursuing for so many years... is Qu Le's father?
Or rather... the whole thing has no root at all...
Neither Qu Hao nor Lu Ao can be called the root cause of this matter.
Qu Le stared at the screen blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.
The method she found after much searching was still a vague mirage.
The relative she had been looking forward to for a long time turned out to be the executioner who sent her to the rack.
Perhaps this was too serious, but she couldn't find a better description at the moment.
They did find out the truth, but this truth was completely contrary to what they expected and thought.
"The letter said... that man named Lu Ao had a scar running through his face and chest...?"
A trembling question interrupted everyone's thoughts.
The three of them turned around and looked at Lu Qian.
Lu Qian's expression was indescribably complicated.
She blinked her slightly empty eyes, frowned, then relaxed, staring at the screen intently, her lips trembling slightly, as if she wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.
She clenched her fists, then unclenched them. There was a lump of foul air in her throat, stuck in her chest, making her heart sink.
She suddenly forgot how to breathe, and her consciousness was suspended, as if a hand was pushing her into the abyss, and everything in front of her began to become unreal.
Cheng Yi looked at Lu Qian's gradually pale face and instantly realized that something was wrong with her.
He took two steps forward and held her in his arms, cupping her face and rubbing it gently, trying to bring her unfocused eyes back to life.
"Qianqian?"
"What's wrong? I'm here."
…
The man's call in his ears became clearer and clearer, and Lu Qian finally woke up from the whirlpool of unconsciousness.
The moisture in her eyes slowly began to condense until it blurred the face of the man in front of her.
"In my memory... my father has this terrible scar... I..."
Lu Qian didn't remember any information about her father, and no one in her "home" was allowed to mention him. Even her face, a child under three years old was not capable of remembering it, but she remembered the scar, a scar like that of a ghost.
That was her only memory of her "father".
The letter contained a lot of information, each one unclear and better than nothing.
But the scar weaves them together, pointing to the only inescapable truth.
Lu Qian's voice was trembling, and tears as big as beans rolled down her face.
"My...my father..."
She pointed at the computer screen and repeated incoherently.
"My...my dad, that's...my dad..."
Her hands were shaking, and her knuckles had no strength to straighten, so she just kept them half-bent, pointing randomly between several people and computer screens.
"Lu Ao...is..." my father.
After hearing Lu Qian's incoherent words, everyone was stunned.
Although Lu Qian's subsequent words were accompanied by sobbing and could not be heard clearly, it was still possible to guess what he was saying.
She was even more stunned when Cheng Yi's hand, which was stroking her back in comfort, was heard.
That man... is Lu Qian's father?
Qu Le's mind froze for a moment. She looked at Bai Yao, but Bai Yao obviously didn't react either. He stared blankly in Lu Qian's direction, not knowing what he was thinking.
What the letter brought was completely beyond their expectations.
Lu Qian tried her best to control her voice. Her sobs were stuck in her throat, making it difficult for her to breathe. The sadness flooded over her, making it unbearable. Her stomach began to churn.
She quickly covered her mouth, which was about to vomit, and ran out of the laboratory.
"Small……"
Qu Le wanted to speak up to stop Lu Qian, but she didn't know whether she should speak or not.
"Don't follow me!"
Lu Qian roared, his voice trembling with tears.
The door of the laboratory was slammed shut, and the few people left inside looked at each other in bewilderment.
Cheng Yi sighed and ran towards the door, "I'll go see her."
Even if Lu Qian didn't let them follow, Cheng Yi was still worried.
Cheng Yi walked back to the bedroom and heard the noise coming from the bathroom. He quickly went forward and knocked on the bathroom door, "Qianqian, are you okay?"
Lu Qian's weak voice came from inside: "Leave me alone, let me be alone for a while..."
Cheng Yi's tone became more urgent: "Can I go in and accompany you?"
"It's cold in there, don't catch a cold."
…
Lu Qian felt her temples throbbing. Cheng Yi's voice was like an electric drill drilling into her cochlea, causing her brain to ache with each drill. Her already swollen and painful head felt even worse, and the feeling of retching in her chest became even stronger.
“Leave me alone!!!”
Hearing Lu Qian's shattered scream, Cheng Yi was almost scared to death by her appearance. He immediately panicked: "Okay, don't get excited, I'm at the door, be sure to call me if anything happens."
“Go away!!!”
Hearing Lu Qian's voice that was about to break, Cheng Yi didn't dare to say anything and could only stand outside the door and wait anxiously.
Lu Qian huddled beside the bathtub, holding his head with both hands, curling himself up as tightly as possible.
Her mind was in a mess, as if it was not her own, with countless little people fighting inside.
Lu Qian never thought that her misfortune also had its roots.
She never thought of hating anyone, but when the facts were laid out before her, burning flames began to emerge in her heart.
It was Lu Ao who found Cheng Yi and Qu Le and brought them to England. This was the beginning of the misfortune in the lives of the brother and sister.
But...it was Qu Hao who made Lu Ao become like this.
Because of Qu Hao's actions, Lu Qian lost the right to have a father and the right to be happy.
This is an endless hatred, a hatred without beginning or end.
Just as Qu Hao said, this revenge is a losing battle, no one is a winner...
Lu Qian's eyes were empty, he opened them wide but couldn't see anything in front of him.
If that incident hadn't happened back then... would she really have a beautiful and happy family?
If that incident hadn't happened back then...would her life have been different? Would everyone's life have been different?
if……
Unfortunately, there is no if.
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