novelraw Chapter 547 - 546: With Me Here, Don’t Be Afraid! (1st Update)
Chapter 547 - 546: With Me Here, Don’t Be Afraid! (1st Update)
"I don’t know!" Le Tong shook her head in a bit of confusion.She reluctantly agreed to Old Master Yang’s request because of her soft heart, but indeed, as Ji Rui had guessed, she tried to avoid this unsettling matter like an ostrich.
When the doctor aimed the needle at her vein and pierced it, watching the dark red liquid slowly flow from her vein into the syringe, a thought suddenly occurred to her.
If, in her blood, flows the blood of the Yang Family, does that mean there’s still a chance to find her father?
Once the first "what if" formed in her mind, countless others emerged one after another, uncontrollably.
What if Yang Weikang really was her father Le Ming? What if Yang Weikang hadn’t run away from home twenty-six years ago? Could she have grown up in a normal family like other kids, with loving parents?
What if her parents had been able to raise her in a normal environment? Wouldn’t her mother perhaps have fallen ill from overwork, and could still be with her now, healthy and well?
...
These "what ifs," like opening a door, revealed scenes of possibilities that were undeniably beautiful and alluring. In contrast, they highlighted the bitterness and hardship of the real world she lived in on this side of the door.
No matter the past or the present, Le Tong always tried to face it with the most positive and optimistic mindset.
Because she knew, it was her inescapable fate, and aside from facing it with strength and optimism, there were no other choices.
But now, someone told her that perhaps, the suffering she endured wasn’t necessary; and the things she once thought were out of reach, such as a normal family, loving parents, might just be within her grasp...
All these "what ifs" laid out various possibilities before her. Clearly beautiful scenes, yet to her, they were like red-hot iron bars, making her lack even the courage to reach out and touch them.
A strong arm wrapped around her slender shoulders, gently pulling her into an embrace, "Don’t think too much, let’s wait until the results are out. No matter what the outcome is, I’m here, don’t be afraid!"
The magnetic, low voice was like a powerful sedative, instantly calming the disorder and panic in her heart.
Her heart, instantly at peace, she closed her eyes slightly and leaned her head on his shoulder, responding softly, "Mm..."
In a daze, she saw her younger self, persistently standing at the alley entrance, until the fiery sunset fell from the sky, turning back home with heavy, disappointed steps.
"Mommy, Daddy didn’t come back again..."
She heard her younger self say, in a tearful, childish voice to her mother, who came out looking for her.
The dim street lamps cast a long shadow of the mother and daughter holding hands...
In her haziness, she saw her eighteen-year-old self crying in the corner of the kitchen, then watching herself repeatedly being "politely" asked to leave by relatives...
...
In the past, whenever she recalled these moments, she felt as if she was in endless darkness, unable to find a way forward or retreat.
Deep helplessness and fear would inch by inch invade her nerves.
But now, in that boundless darkness, there was a light, resolute and bright, shining in front of her.
And that light let her know that the feeling of having no one to rely on, the helplessness and bewilderment of facing everything alone, were a thing of the past!
From now on, no matter what happens, this man will be behind her, this man who, in her times of confusion and helplessness, unwaveringly tells her, "I’m here, do not be afraid!"
Yes, now she indeed had nothing to fear.
At this moment, she profoundly understood that for a woman, the greatest happiness is not to have endless wealth to spend.
But to have someone who tells you when you’re tired and hurt, "Baby, you don’t need to be strong, because I’m here."
The two of them silently leaned against each other, neither saying a word, while the wall clock’s "tick-tock" reminded them that time was passing second by second, but neither felt the need to break the warm atmosphere of silence.
The abrupt knocking on the door suddenly sounded, followed by Baobao’s loud shout from outside.
"Mommy, you big lazy pig, wake up!"
Ji Rui led Le Tong over to open the door, and Baobao immediately rushed in.
Quick-eyed and agile, Ji Rui caught him around the waist, afraid this little whirlwind might accidentally knock Le Tong over.
"Mommy, are you still not feeling well?"
Baobao clung to Ji Rui’s shoulder, looking worriedly at Le Tong behind him.
"No, Mommy is perfectly fine!" Le Tong’s voice was still a bit hoarse. After answering, she leaned over and planted a kiss on Baobao’s pouting lips.
"Really okay?"
Le Tong felt that besides Ji Rui, who quietly supported and protected her, there should be one more person added — Baobao.
"Yes, really okay!" Le Tong smiled and touched his face.
"But, your voice..." Baobao wasn’t that easy to fool.
"Your mommy ate too much good food last night and got overheated, her throat hurts." Ji Rui quickly found a plausible excuse for Le Tong’s oddness.
Baobao was half convinced but didn’t dare to ask more because he knew people with sore throats don’t like to talk.
"Old Master said Daddy and Mommy might soon give Baobao a brother or sister, is it true?" Baobao whispered mischievously in Ji Rui’s ear.
Apparently, the information Old Master Yang obtained didn’t include the diagnosis from when Le Tong visited Doctor Fu.
Ji Rui instinctively glanced at Le Tong, seeing her still carrying a faint smile, seemingly not having heard anything.
"Don’t talk nonsense!" Ji Rui quietly warned Baobao.
Baobao responded with an "oh" and decisively shut his mouth.
Ji Rui deliberately slowed down his steps, slowly accompanying Le Tong downstairs.
In the living room, Old Master Yang was playing with Nuonuo on the newly laid carpet with a new toy. Seeing Le Tong and Ji Rui coming down, he merely raised his head in greeting, "We’ll eat in half an hour."
After speaking, he lowered his head to play with Nuonuo, and Baobao also wriggled free from Ji Rui to join in the fun.
"Where’s Senior Brother?"
Le Tong looked around but didn’t see Yang Sheng.
"He went back to the company to handle something but will be back soon." Ji Rui said, reaching out to help her sit down.
Although Old Master and Uncle Jing didn’t really pay much attention to the two of them, Le Tong still felt inexplicably guilty. She slapped his hand away with a "smack" and carefully sat on the sofa herself.