Meanwhile in Shennongjia, Xixi was lying on a bed getting ready for her daily acupuncture. Ye Yuwei noticed that Xixi had given up struggling and was lying on bed obediently allowing Master Yao Lao to carry out the acupuncture.
Ye Yuwei sat beside her and kissed her little head affectionately.
To make his daughter feel better, Gu Juexi asked for an acupuncture session too and had his back full of needles. Xixi felt so much better when someone did it alongside her.
“Am I going to die, Mommy?” asked Xixi suddenly, her face so serious that Ye Yuwei felt concerned.
“Of course you won’t. Xixi is Mommy’s little angel. How could Xixi die?” Ye Yuwei comforted Xixi while holding her pudgy hand. “Xixi is just sick. Xixi will be up and running again just like last time when Xixi recovers.”
“But I saw Mommy crying,” said Xixi softly.
Ye Yuwei tried her best to hold in her tears when she became choked up. “Mommy didn’t cry because Mommy knows that Xixi will never leave Mommy, okay?”
Gu Juexi’s phone rang as Ye Yuwei talked. Ye Xicheng grabbed the phone and passed it to Gu Juexi, who answered the call after seeing the caller ID.
“Hello?”
“I found something you might want to know. I just sent a photo to you,” said Lu Qichuan on the other end of the line hastily.
Gu Juexi unlocked his phone and saw the photo Lu Qichuan sent – a tombstone. Ye Di’s tombstone.
Gu Juexi looked at the year, which was 37 years ago.
37 years ago!
“What’s wrong, Gu Juexi?” Ye Yuwei exclaimed when Gu Juexi jumped up from the bed.
Ye Di passed away 37 years ago, which means Nalan Chunbo lied.
Master Yao Lao was stunned at Gu Juexi’s sudden reaction and quickly removed the needles on him. Gu Juexi grabbed his shirt and wore it quickly and went out.
“I will be back in a bit.”
“Gu Juexi…”
Gu Juexi was already gone.
Gu Juexi went to Wen Jie’s room next door and entered it. Wen Jie was packing her stuff when Gu Juexi came in, and smiled when she saw Gu Juexi. “Yes?”
“Mom…” Gu Juexi passed his phone to Wen Jie.
Wen Jie’s smiling face turned ashen when she saw what was on the phone.
“Ye Di passed away quite some time ago,” Wen Jie lowered her eyes and said.
“Who caused her death?” Gu Juexi asked.
“Juexi, can we let bygones be…”
“Not everything can be forgotten, Mom,” said Gu Juexi loudly, exposing that he was panicking.
“But it is over, Juexi, so why cling to it? The one who caused her death has died. He has taken his revenge, so why…”
“Has he though, Mom?” Gu Juexi interrupted Wen Jie, “and Ye Shu wouldn’t have led me to all of this if the culprit really is dead.”
Wen Jie’s face was pale but she couldn’t deny what Gu Juexi said. She sat down on her bed, wringing her hands nervously.
“Juexi, the only thing that I hope for is that…” Wen Jie looked up at Gu Juexi as she spoke then saw Ye Yuwei standing by the door.
All the things she was going to say got stuck in her throat.
Ye Yuwei stood by the door, her hand holding the doorknob tightly. She held it so tightly that her knuckles had turned white. “Xixi wants to see Juexi, Mom.”
Meanwhile in Shennongjia, Xixi was lying on a bed getting ready for her daily acupuncture. Ye Yuwei noticed that Xixi had given up struggling and was lying on bed obediently allowing Master Yao Lao to carry out the acupuncture.
Ye Yuwei sat beside her and kissed her little head affectionately.
To make his daughter feel better, Gu Juexi asked for an acupuncture session too and had his back full of needles. Xixi felt so much better when someone did it alongside her.
“Am I going to die, Mommy?” asked Xixi suddenly, her face so serious that Ye Yuwei felt concerned.
“Of course you won’t. Xixi is Mommy’s little angel. How could Xixi die?” Ye Yuwei comforted Xixi while holding her pudgy hand. “Xixi is just sick. Xixi will be up and running again just like last time when Xixi recovers.”
“But I saw Mommy crying,” said Xixi softly.
Ye Yuwei tried her best to hold in her tears when she became choked up. “Mommy didn’t cry because Mommy knows that Xixi will never leave Mommy, okay?”
Gu Juexi’s phone rang as Ye Yuwei talked. Ye Xicheng grabbed the phone and passed it to Gu Juexi, who answered the call after seeing the caller ID.
“Hello?”
“I found something you might want to know. I just sent a photo to you,” said Lu Qichuan on the other end of the line hastily.
Gu Juexi unlocked his phone and saw the photo Lu Qichuan sent – a tombstone. Ye Di’s tombstone.
Gu Juexi looked at the year, which was 37 years ago.
37 years ago!
“What’s wrong, Gu Juexi?” Ye Yuwei exclaimed when Gu Juexi jumped up from the bed.
Ye Di passed away 37 years ago, which means Nalan Chunbo lied.
Master Yao Lao was stunned at Gu Juexi’s sudden reaction and quickly removed the needles on him. Gu Juexi grabbed his shirt and wore it quickly and went out.
“I will be back in a bit.”
“Gu Juexi…”
Gu Juexi was already gone.
Gu Juexi went to Wen Jie’s room next door and entered it. Wen Jie was packing her stuff when Gu Juexi came in, and smiled when she saw Gu Juexi. “Yes?”
“Mom…” Gu Juexi passed his phone to Wen Jie.
Wen Jie’s smiling face turned ashen when she saw what was on the phone.
“Ye Di passed away quite some time ago,” Wen Jie lowered her eyes and said.
“Who caused her death?” Gu Juexi asked.
“Juexi, can we let bygones be…”
“Not everything can be forgotten, Mom,” said Gu Juexi loudly, exposing that he was panicking.
“But it is over, Juexi, so why cling to it? The one who caused her death has died. He has taken his revenge, so why…”
“Has he though, Mom?” Gu Juexi interrupted Wen Jie, “and Ye Shu wouldn’t have led me to all of this if the culprit really is dead.”
Wen Jie’s face was pale but she couldn’t deny what Gu Juexi said. She sat down on her bed, wringing her hands nervously.
“Juexi, the only thing that I hope for is that…” Wen Jie looked up at Gu Juexi as she spoke then saw Ye Yuwei standing by the door.
All the things she was going to say got stuck in her throat.
Ye Yuwei stood by the door, her hand holding the doorknob tightly. She held it so tightly that her knuckles had turned white. “Xixi wants to see Juexi, Mom.”
