Ning Jing opened the door and was about to enter the ward, but the nurse stopped her. She opened and closed her lips, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated. After hesitating for a moment, the nurse sighed, "Miss, it's best
Don't disturb the patient's mood. His current state is very unstable and it will take a few days to recover. When you were sent here, this gentleman has been protecting you. If not for this, the burns would not have been so serious..."
Hearing the nurse say such words, Ning Jing felt a little baffled and felt very uncomfortable. She nodded, "I understand, don't worry, I am sensible."
"You'd better...be mentally prepared!"
The nurse asked her repeatedly. Ning Jing nodded, opened the door and walked in.
Although Ning Jing knew that Tang Zhenian's condition was serious and that he was severely burned, when she saw Tang Zhenian, Ning Jing still felt a suffocating feeling, as if someone had grabbed her throat.
Tang Zhenian lying on the hospital bed... No, if no one said anything, Ning Jing could not believe that the person she saw was Tang Zhenian!
The three brothers of the Tang family are all handsome. Tang Yunming is the cynical young boy, Tang Siqi is indifferent and arrogant, and Tang Zhenian, as the eldest brother, has a gentle and elegant appearance with a gold wire on his nose.
With his glasses on, he always looks so elegant.
But now Tang Zhenian... If I had to use one word to describe him, Ning Jing could only say that he was completely unrecognizable.
Although the burns were not serious enough to disfigure her face, she was not very optimistic. Seeing this face, Ning Jing suddenly felt extremely heartbroken.
Telepathy is a very magical thing. I wonder if it was because of this that when Ning Jing saw Tang Zhenian, Tang Zhenian, who had been in a coma, suddenly woke up, and the eyes under the burned skin blinked.
Looking at Ning Jing, the curve of the corners of her mouth was very strange, but she could clearly see the smile in her eyes.
Tang Zhenian wriggled his lips with difficulty, "Are you here?"
Ning Jing nodded, holding back tears, and sat opposite Tang Zhenian, "Why are you doing this? If you do this... what will you do in the future?"
Tang Zhenian struggled to speak, and his face was covered with burn ointment. The doctor said that if his condition was more serious, he would need skin grafting to treat it.
"I can only do this," Tang Zhenian said in a weak voice, "I know that I am not a good brother. I have made you suffer alone for so many years... In fact, after lying in the hospital bed for so long, I just
I finally have time to calm down and think carefully. I think what you said is right. I'm sorry for you. Since I chose to abandon you back then, I shouldn't come back to make you suffer now. But I just want to take care of you and make up for the past.
I owe you. I know there is not much I can do for you..."
Tang Zhenian was extremely sincere when he said this. Although he has told many lies over the years, either because of himself or because of Jiang Huiya. It can be said that since his father passed away and since he left Ning Jing behind, Tang Zhenian has
He has never lived out his true self. He has been living under his own lies and masks, unable to change or control. He can only let this shell of hypocrisy get bigger and bigger like a snowball, completely covering him.
, I simply can’t remember what my original self looked like.
But Ning Jing has such magic power that makes him seem to be back to his original self.
To be honest, Tang Zhenian was not afraid of the raging fire. He was a normal person and had the fear he should have. But when he thought of Ning Jing, the courage and strength in his chest made him forget everything.
Without hesitation, he took on the responsibility of protecting Ning Jing.
Today, Tang Zhenian can finally say frankly that he is an elder brother. He no longer has to hold his head up because of his past mistakes and guilt. Even if he feels great pain now, it is worth it to him.
Tang Zhenian stretched out his hand with great effort and helped Ning Jing wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Now, can you forgive me?"
Hearing Tang Zhenian's words, Ning Jing broke down in tears and sobbed in a low voice.
Ning Jing is not a cruel person to begin with, or she is not completely cruel. Sometimes even she despises her own character. For example, when she believed Jiang Huiya again and again, she finally got that result.
. But even so, she couldn't change it. Thinking of every detail of her encounter with Tang Zhenian over the years, Ning Jing knew that she had no way to blame Tang Zhenian.
"I just...I just couldn't accept it for a while. How could I really blame you! You were powerless about those things back then. I know I sometimes make trouble unreasonably, but I don't hate you from the bottom of my heart!"
"Then I'll be satisfied..."
Ning Jing's tears were falling, "Don't worry, no matter what you look like in the future, I will take good care of you. You are my last relative in this world besides Ning Xiaobao!"
After saying that, Ning Jing burst into tears, all the grievances she had suffered for so many years burst out at this moment.
For so many years, Ning Jing has always chosen to live in a tolerant way. Although there are many stories in her heart that can cause her pain, Ning Jing chooses not to tell them all in her heart. She is afraid that after telling them, the pain will make her unable to
But today, when she said everything calmly, Ning Jing found that the pain was not as overwhelming as she thought. At least it was so fragile in front of the family affection given by Tang Zhenian.
one strike.
Ning Jing lay beside Tang Zhenian in pain like a child. Tang Zhenian gradually thought of how he comforted Ning Jing when he was a child.
After crying for a long time, Ning Jing wiped her tears and stopped. She choked, "Then you and Jiang Huiya came to the Tang family?"
"That's right."
Ning Jing sniffed and said, "Have you ever visited your father's cemetery? After all these years..."
"I know you have been going there for so many years! Dad should be content with a daughter like you," Tang Zhenian smiled bitterly, "To be honest, because of the pressure there, I couldn't go there many times, but although you are not my father's
My biological daughter has done much better than me!"
Tang Zhenian's words immediately shocked Ning Jing to the point of being speechless. She looked at Tang Zhenian with wide eyes, "What did you say?"
"I mean..." Tang Zhenian didn't know what he said wrong, "You've done much better than me, your biological son, what's wrong with you?"
Ning Jing shook her head hysterically, "What did you say? What do you mean by not being your biological child? Am I not your biological child?"
This topic was brought up, and the brother and sister immediately looked at each other in surprise, unable to say a word.
For so many years, Ning Jing has always regarded that man as her biological father, and Tang Zhenian is her half-brother, but it seems that this is not the case! If even that father was made up by herself... Ning Jing suddenly felt that she
It's like Sun Wukong! Could it be that this is the last bond between him and himself in this world? It turns out that the last bond is just his own fiction! Ning Jing felt a huge sense of fear. It turns out that there is nothing in this world.
Something about yourself!
Tang Zhenian was also frightened by the expression on Ning Jing's face. He didn't know how to comfort Ning Jing for a moment, "Listen to me... Dad has always regarded you as his biological daughter, and he often compares you to me.
Much better…”
Ning Jing shook her head, with an expression that looked like exhaustion after heart-rending pain. She shook her head and smiled bitterly, "I don't care how he treats me, or what he takes me for. I just want to know what I have."
No father!"
Tang Zhenian doesn't quite understand Ning Jing's current pain. He feels that as long as someone loves him in this world, it's enough. Why should he care about who that person is? In this world, the relationship between adopted father and son is not necessarily worse than that between biological father and son.
Wherever you go, sometimes it's even better than your own. Isn't this happening everywhere!
"Listen to me, back then, you were brought back from outside by your father, but you were brought home to be fostered by others. Dad made this clear when he first brought you back, but your mother never trusted him and felt that
It was an illegitimate child born between him and someone else. All these are just excuses. But my father is a very upright man, and I know this very well. If you say you are an illegitimate child, I will definitely not believe it!"
Ning Jing didn't listen to what Tang Zhenian said at all. She thought back to her few remaining memories of her childhood and her family at that time. She couldn't believe that that kind man was not hers.
Father. After all, for so many years, Ning Jing has relied on this only memory and the tenderness in the memory to support her survival. How can she believe that this power to support her is all her own self-deception?
Even if Ning Jing could keep silent about those things now and pretend to forget them, then Ning Jing would have to face a bigger puzzle.
Who is his biological father? Where is he? Is he still in this world?
Ning Jing suddenly felt that God was so cruel. Her biological father was probably still living in this world, but why didn't he come to find her? Why had she been left to fend for herself outside for so many years?
Ning Jing rushed out of the door in pain, letting Tang Zhenian shout her name loudly from behind.
As soon as she opened the door and left the ward, Ning Jing bumped into someone. She lowered her head, fearing that others would see her embarrassed tears, "I'm sorry..."
After apologizing, Ning Jing turned around and wanted to leave, but the man stopped in front of Ning Jing, grabbed her arm, and pulled her into his arms.
Ning Jing was hugged tightly by this person. The familiar smell and familiar temperature made Ning Jing immediately recognize Tang Siqi's warm and solid chest. She hid in Tang Siqi's arms and let herself go freely.
Tears kept flowing out.
"Okay," Tang Siqi patted Ning Jing's back gently, "No matter what happens, you will still be mine."
These words made Ning Jing even more uncomfortable, "I know you are in this world, but what about me? I don't know where I came from in this world!"