Chapter Twenty-Five

  Jiayu walked over and took away the tray of food from Xingyun's hand, "You're crying, don't eat for now."

  Xingyun didn't dare to look up, and instead sniffled, not wanting Gongxi to see his disheveled state. But Gongxi simply squatted down beside him, grasping Xingyun's hands in his own, and said softly: "Xingyun, I know what you're afraid of. Don't be afraid, okay? I won't let you suffer. Didn't you say before that I'm another child of the Xing family? Am I not your other older brother?"

  "Hmm? Do you still remember?" asked Gong Xiyu softly, and in her heart, she felt even more distressed. At that moment, the two of them were so happy, although neither of them had expressed their true feelings, but they both truly liked each other, and could play together, laugh together, and lie down together in the snow to watch the fireworks.

  But now, two hearts remain, yet two people can only say and do things that make both hearts grow cold.

  Xingyun took a deep breath, lifted his head and looked at Gong Xi. Although his eyes were still red, he had a warm smile on his face.

  "I remember you, this younger brother of mine."

  Two people looked at each other and smiled, a thousand words were expressed in their eyes.

  "Alright, go to bed and lie down properly." Gong Xi smiled as she stood up, picked up Xing Yun's legs that were still hanging off the bed, and put them back under the covers. Then, from the pile of things he had brought over, she took out a can of milk powder, made a cup of milk for Xing Yun, and handed it to him: "Drink this, eat a little snack, and then go to sleep."

  Lucky held that iron cylinder, rubbing it back and forth with his hand, the heat was like Gong Xi's love, burning straight to his own heart.

  "When are you leaving?" Lucky asked.

  "Two hours later."

  "Then I'll accompany you for a walk, let's take a look at the sea on the deck, the scenery here is still quite beautiful." Xingyun said, putting the ceramic pot on the table, planning to get out of bed. But was pressed down by Gongxi, Gongxi handed over the mountain hawthorn filling pot lid in his hand to Xingyun, "Don't move, eat something first."

  "I don't need you to accompany me, the ocean just came and has already seen everything from all angles, look at your dark eye circles, it's obvious that you lack sleep, listen, go back to bed for a while."

  Jiayao also sat down beside the bed, watching Xingyun eating snacks little by little, with a happy face.

  The milk was finished, and Gong Xi let Xing Yun lie down. Xing Yun strongly opposed: "I'm not sleepy at all, I don't want to lie down."

  "Not tired, just close your eyes and rest, soon fell asleep."

  "Warlord!"

  "Hehe."

  Fortune was helpless, could only close his eyes and lie there, but Gong Xi sat beside him, leaving soon, and who knows when they would meet again, how could Fortune sleep?

  He was wrapped in a towel like a silkworm cocoon, twisting and turning to the left and right, and soon opened his eyes again.

  "Gong Xi, how are your parents?" After the reunion, both of them deliberately avoided this person. The big stick that hit the mandarin ducks had already shown its age a few years ago, and fortunately, no one knew what it looked like now. If it weren't for himself back then, would he have been willing to let his only son leave for a distant land, not returning for three years, separated from his family?

  "My mom is gone."

  "What? When did that happen?" The usually calm and composed Mrs. Jing, a kind-hearted old lady who looked quite robust, was shocked.

  "It was the second year I went to Germany, on Mid-Autumn Festival day." Gong Xi's voice choked with sobs, "She thought of me as I did of her, I only found out after I returned home, when I saw my mom's last photo..."

  "She was originally skinny, and at that time she had become even skinnier."

  "Palace joy." Lucky sat up, holding Palace joy's hand, the tall and strong Palace joy seemed to shrink in an instant, at this time he was not like that mature and steady man, but a helpless little boy.

  "Don't be sad, sorry, it's all my fault." Lucky said softly in self-blame, "If only we hadn't been together from the start..."

  "No, no, it's not your fault." Gong Xi hastily interrupted Xing Yun. "This matter can only be blamed on my dad. If it weren't for him, you wouldn't have suffered so much, and my mom wouldn't have fallen ill from missing me. That's why I didn't return to Shenyang. When I came back from Germany, choosing to stay in Beijing was also because I didn't want to go home, didn't want to see him."

  From Gong Xi's tone, one can hear his deep resentment towards his father.

  Xingyun patted his shoulder and advised: "Gong Xi, don't blame him, he did that because he loves you too."

  "He loves me? He only loves himself, he's just doing it for his own face, afraid that others will know that his son is gay and lose face, that's why he deceived me like that, no, it was a kidnapping, kidnapped to Germany."

  "Palace joy: Don't say that."

  "Hmph! I shouldn't have believed him from the start." As she said this, she grasped Lucky's hand and gave it a tighter squeeze. "At that time, I was blinded by happiness and didn't suspect anything he said. When we were discussing this in front of my mom, her expression was particularly unnatural, but I just focused on being happy. As soon as he said he understood, I was over the moon and lost all sense of direction, completely ignoring my mom's worried and sorrowful eyes.

  In the following days, my mom was unusually nice to me, but she had always been extremely good to me since I was little, spoiling me no matter how naughty I was or how much trouble I caused. She never scolded me, only indulged me, so I didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.

  Later, when I woke up on the plane, I even blamed her and cursed her, saying she was in cahoots with my dad, and that being their son was the greatest regret of my life. I said I would hate them forever and never forgive them."

  "My mom probably left this world with a heart full of pain and regret, her beloved son resenting her and refusing to forgive her. In Germany, our location was top-secret, so we couldn't have any contact with the outside world, so for three years I didn't make a single phone call home, nor could they reach me. Actually, I had long stopped hating and blaming her, but there was just no way to tell her. So she left this world with a heart that was wounded to the core, without even getting to see me one last time."

  "Palace joy." Lucky wrapped Palace Joy in his arms, one hand gently stroking his back. Palace Joy's back shook with sobs as he cried from heartbreak, but slowly calmed down under Lucky's soothing touch.