Chapter 504 - 502 - If love lasts for a long time, why worry about meeting day and night (Part 1)
Chapter 504 - 502 - If love lasts for a long time, why worry about meeting day and night (Part 1)
"Ah—"Song Song awakened from a nightmare, startling the man sleeping beside her, "What’s wrong? Had a nightmare?"
Even wrapped in the man’s embrace, the girl still reached out, groping in the darkness, "Xiao Jinghuai, why is it so dark? Hurry, turn on the light, I’m scared..."
"Don’t be scared." The man pulled the girl’s entire body into his arms, wishing he could fuse her into his own flesh and blood, "I’m here, with me here, are you still afraid?"
"I... am scared..." Song Song trembled uncontrollably in the man’s embrace, muttering incessantly, "I’m afraid of not being able to see, afraid of the dark, afraid of the elevator suddenly breaking down, I... I’m afraid of everything, please, turn on the light, will you?"
Xiao Jinghuai’s eyebrows knitted, it didn’t seem like a simple fear of darkness, it sounded more like—
The man immediately got out of bed to turn on the light. When the room brightened, he saw the girl’s face as pale as paper, sitting on the bed biting her fingers and trembling, a sheen of sweat glistening on her forehead, looking as fragile as a doll.
Unable to stop feeling heartache, he quickly returned to the bed to hold her in his arms again, "Does this feel better?"
"...Mm." Song Song rested her little head on the man’s arm, "Xiao Jinghuai, I want to tell you something."
The man gently stroked her back, "Tell me, I’m listening!"
"Seven years ago, I learned my mother had a severe kidney disease and needed a transplant to survive. At the time, I was just a high school student, with not even enough money for a decent outfit, let alone tens of thousands for surgery, all I had was two or three hundred yuan at most. The first idea I had back then was to sell myself. I carried my schoolbag and went to several nightclubs, but they didn’t want me... said I was too young, and unattractive, even if my first night was worth a little more, with my looks... it would fetch at most a few thousand..."
"Back then my mother was lying in the hospital, and the doctors kept urging me that if we didn’t operate soon, she would..."
"In my memory, she was everything. Her death would mean mine as well; her living was my only hope. So I had to save her, at any cost. At that time... I agreed without hesitation; in the face of poverty, any dignity was worthless, I didn’t even have the right to think about it then."
"I thought, as long as I could save my mother, I would do anything. The scar you see is from when I gave birth, they said the child was a girl, a beautiful girl... I’ve never held her, never kissed her, I don’t even know where she is now, if she is happy? If her parents treat her well?"
"..."
"Xiao Jinghuai, you were right... A big part of why I’m so determined to care for Little Xiyou is because of her!"
"Actually, I remembered this a long time ago, but I only brought it up to you now—"
Song Song looked up, meeting the man’s deep, inscrutable gaze, and then he leaned down towards her, kissing her lips tenderly yet fiercely, as if savoring a sweet candy...
Moments later, the man slowly pulled back, cupping her cheek with his hand, "I understand now. From now on, we will raise Little Xiyou together. Whether or not you can be a mother, I will not oppose it again."
Song Song’s eyes sparkled, as if hiding a galaxy, "Xiao Jinghuai, I agreed to marry Grandpa Xiao because my mother’s kidney disease relapsed, and I didn’t have enough money. So... that’s how our fate began."
"Actually, back then you were right, no matter my struggles, at the root it was because I was someone who could sell my body and marriage for money..."
"Xiao Jinghuai, Xiao Shu, I’m not worthy of you!"
"Is that what you think?" Xiao Jinghuai held the girl’s small hand, "How are you unworthy? What exactly do you want to say? Are you still bothered by what happened with Qiao Yu?"
Song Song choked, "No, it’s not that... I just don’t know how to tell you? How can I say it in a way that conveys everything I want to express to you?"
"Then just say it straight—" The man held her face in his hands.
Song Song, with tear-filled eyes and trembling lips, said, "Xiao Jinghuai, I love you."
The man let out a sigh of relief, his expression like that of a child, as he cupped her soft, delicate face, and as he kissed her lips, he said, "I love you too."
This time, the girl’s passion was incredibly proactive, as if she wanted to burn her life under the man’s body—
Clumsy yet eager, she wanted to take control but didn’t know how, awkwardly the two rolled onto the floor—
The man, alarmed, asked quickly, "Are you hurt from the fall?"
Song Song bit her lip gently, pulling down the man’s head to kiss him wildly.
Instantly, the room’s temperature soared—
And at this moment, the woman’s mind flashed the words, "If the love between two people can endure for long, does it really matter they aren’t together every day?"
...
The next day.
Before Xiao Jinghuai was fully awake, he reached out to the other side, only to touch a cold, chilly sheet, devoid of any soft, tender skin texture.
He suddenly sat up from bed, quickly pulled on some clothes, and walked out of the room straight to the kitchen, yet it was still empty.
Where did the little girl go so early in the morning? Did she go out to buy him breakfast full of love?
No.
If she hadn’t regained her memory, she might have, but now that she remembers everything, she’d definitely cook herself...
But no one was there in the kitchen either.
Xiao Jinghuai began to feel anxious, just as he was about to go back to the room to change clothes, he saw a piece of paper on the coffee table, puzzled, he picked it up—
[Xiao Jinghuai (Uncle): Just let me go, let’s proceed with the divorce! The divorce agreement will be mailed to your office tomorrow, I’ve already signed it, you just need to sign. Let’s... forget each other, please live well. I’m sorry! Finally, I have a last request, please take good care of Little Xiyou, I believe you will be a good father, goodbye! Yours truly, Song Song.]
...
Xiao Jinghuai immediately took out his phone to call Song Song, but she had already turned it off, he then hastily called Huo Junting, yet the result was the same.
What is this? Leaving without saying goodbye again?
He immediately rushed outside, got in the car, and drove straight to the Huo Family, only to find it empty when he burst inside...
It felt deserted.
At that moment, Huo Junting happened to call back, Xiao Jinghuai answered eagerly, "Huo Junting, where the hell did you go! And where is she?"
"..." Huo Junting was silent for a moment on the other end.
"Speak, where is she now! Don’t tell me you don’t know either, I won’t believe it!" Xiao Jinghuai’s gaze was murderous.
"Xiao Jinghuai, I can only tell you that she went back to where she belongs, don’t look for her, even if you find her, there’s nothing you can do, give up! You two are just... destined but not fated."
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