Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities - Chapter 844

Chapter 844: What Exactly do You Want?

As he said, he frowned. Since young, he had never liked that foolish Min. He could just say that Min Guocheng matured really late.

He had still wet the bed when he was five and pooped in his pants when he was seven. When he was ten, he could not even say sentences without stuttering. Once he thought of the fact that they were tricked by a fool—honestly, even he felt like puking.

He passed the peeled apple to Chu Lui. Chu Lui took it over, and such a big apple was only left with its core that he could have a few bites of.

Du Jingtang raised his shoulders in apology. “I can only do this.”

Chu Lui took one bite of the apple, and his face was so black until one could not see it clearly.

“Jingtang…”

“Hm?” Du Jingtang answered.

“Help me look for a person.”

“Who?”

Chu Lui took another bite of the apple, but it did not have any taste.

“Ruoxin…”

“Sister Ruoxin?” Du Jingtang was taken aback. Oh, right, he was already in the room, but where was Xia Ruoxin? Where did she go?

Could it be? He remembered Chu Lui’s depression… was it because of Xia Ruoxin?

“What happened to Sister Ruoxin?” he asked carefully. Did she go missing again?

“She disappeared.” Chu Lui closed his eyes and pulled the blanket up. Perhaps only he knew how much feelings and emotions those two words contained.

He had experienced that hopelessness before. This was the second time—but no matter which time it was, the pain of loss still made him want to die.

“Again…” Du Jingtang hurriedly covered his mouth. It was better not to ask about this sort of thing.

“Don’t worry.” He changed his tone and did not talk about and ask things that he should not. Then, he patted his shoulders. “I’ll help find Sister Ruoxin.”

Chu Lui did not say anything. He should have slept.

Du Jingtang walked over lightly, and once he came out, he saw Song Wan come over with Chu Xiang. He really wanted to tell the aunt not to bring Chu Xiang over with her. She clearly knew that Cousin did not like to see Chu Xiang. Once he saw Chu Xiang, was it not like a stab in his heart? Once he saw Chu Xiang, he would definitely think of Rainy.

However, he did not dare to say anything.

Song Wan opened the door and saw Chu Lui sleeping. She walked over and placed the soup that she made on the table. Why did she feel that this was not the Chu family’s year? Why did all of them take turns to go to the hospital? If it was not Chu Xiang, it was Chu Lui.

“Granny, what happened to Daddy?” Chu Xiang carefully pulled Song Wan’s clothes and asked.

“Daddy is sick. Xiang Xiang, listen and go accompany Daddy.”

She thought that this was just the chance for the father and daughter to interact so she brought Chu Xiang over. Now, was Xiang Xiang not Chu Lui’s daughter and her only granddaughter? In the future, her son had to count on this daughter to take care of him.

Chu Xiang ran over to Chu Lui’s side and held his big hand.

“Daddy,” she yelled.

Chu Lui seemingly held his daughter’s hand, and he sort of heard his daughter calling him. He had already forgotten how long it had been since he saw his daughter and hugged her.

Unknowingly, he held the hand in his palm tightly.

What a small hand… what a young child…

When would she grow up? Yes, when exactly could she grow up?

“Daddy,” Chu Xiang yelled again. Her father finally held her small hand, how great.

“Rainy…” Chu Lui opened his eyes and called his daughter’s name, which made Chu Xiang’s face freeze. At this time, Chu Lui also cleared his mind. Once he saw that it was Chu Xiang, he released his hand.

Then, he closed his eyes as if he could not remember anything.

“Daddy…” Chu Xiang’s eyes reddened. Why, Daddy, why? Why did Granny like her so much, but Daddy only liked that sister? That sister had already gone missing. She would never come back forever.

“Ah Lui.” When Song Wan saw that Chu Lui had woken up, she hurriedly brought the soup over.

“Mommy made this soup for you. Drink it all, okay?”

“Mommy, I’m not hungry. Just leave it there.” Chu Lui opened his eyes, and his soulless black eyes were like a dry well like there was no life in it.

“Then, Mom will just leave it here. Drink it if you want to.”

Song Wan wiped her tears again. Until now, she still could not believe her son’s face. He really looked like he died. Since young, Chu Lui had always been healthy and rarely went to the hospital. This was her first time seeing her son so weak and pale. Luckily, he was fine.

She wiped her own tears and ruffled Chu Xiang’s hair. “Xiang Xiang, stay here obediently and accompany your father. Granny will go out for a while, okay?”

“Okay.” Chu Xiang nodded her head in agreement and found a stool to sit down.

Song Wan walked out and went straight to the toilet.

She turned on the tap and splashed cold water to her face so as to let herself calm down. At this time, the tap next to her was turned as well. A pair of white hands stretched over, and her fingers were like dancing amongst the water droplets. On her left hand, there was a diamond ring of a pigeon egg size.

This hand was beautiful, but how did the owner of the hand look?

Song Wan splashed more water onto her face. Once she opened her eyes, she saw a familiar face in the mirror.

Her heart skipped a beat, and her hair stood on its end.

“It’s you!”

“Mm, it’s me.” That hand was still under the tap and was touching the water droplets lightly. “I thought Auntie would forget about me after so long.”

“Xia Ruoxin, what exactly do you want?”

Song Wan had enough of this torture. Ever since that woman came back, she had not slept well in a few days. She knew that if this continued, she would not go crazy and would want to die instead.

“What do I want? Auntie, don’t you know?” Xia Ruoxin took out a tissue from her bag and carefully wiped her finger.

Song Wan was stunned, and there was some terror in her eyes.

“What exactly do you want?” She almost screamed as she asked again.

The smile on Xia Ruoxin’s face faded away.

“Auntie, did I not tell you already? You hurt my daughter so I’ll hurt your son.” Her voice was light, but it made Song Wan’s heart tighten in fear.

“Auntie, tell me. Does your heart hurt? Are you sad? Are you in pain?”

Her words were like a curse that made Song Wan shudder.