In this world, one can live comfortably by being oblivious to the truth, so why insist on pursuing it so relentlessly?
The two glared at each other for a long time in the hospital room, while Song Ling was already extremely busy.
He had always maintained contact with his trusted team through his mentor, Xiao Zeyan. Now, suddenly being exposed to a scheme that had been in the works for so many years, with explanations from all sides pouring into his brain non-stop, his brain capacity was somewhat insufficient.
After a busy afternoon, I was completely dizzy and disoriented.
Luo Shupei was finally brought to justice. It was only when Song Ling received the trial record that he realized how many heinous things Luo Shupei had done.
Just the fact that he was involved in modifying embryonic genes is enough to land him a lifetime in prison.
The tree is large and deeply rooted; there are still many things to investigate.
Besides the messy affairs of Luo Huaishan, Song Ling also learned about a complete Luo Wenchuan from Gu Hanzhou.
Luo Wenchuan was born as an inferior Omega. After losing all his relatives, he wandered on the outskirts of Que City, searching for the body of his mother, Jiang Ran.
The Jiang family had already been bribed by Luo Huaishan and would not mention the matter at all.
Everyone in this world has forgotten Jiang Ran, and they avoid mentioning the name Jiang Ran as if he had never existed.
Only Luo Huaishan remembers this woman who gave him a brief moment of tenderness.
In countless dark corners, he nurtured his hatred for Luo Huaishan to an extreme. It wasn't until he met himself that this man, filled with hatred and resentment, was finally touched by another kind of emotion.
Song Ling now truly believed what Luo Wenchuan had told him: he did indeed love her and was unwilling to leave.
Sometimes Song Ling wondered if the ending would have been different if she had known all this sooner.
If only I could have met Luo Wenchuan sooner...
Song Ling felt a pang of regret, but it was too late to change Luo Wenchuan's past. He and Luo Wenchuan had many regrets, like thorns in his heart that would ache whenever he thought of them.
Fortunately, we have met again after many separations and reunions. Although the past cannot be retrieved, the future can still be changed.
Gu Hanzhou looked at the terminal in his hand and said in a deep voice, "They said they've found the location of Luo Wenchuan's mother's ashes. He's in the hospital right now. Do you want to..."
"I'll go pick him up. Let's go to the hospital to ask first." Given Luo Wenchuan's condition, if he took another step, he might have to go with his mother.
After finishing her work with Gu Hanzhou, Song Ling arrived at the No. 1 Center at night.
Dr. Chen was giving instructions to Shen Yufeng, who was on duty at the gate, when he looked up and saw Song Ling. He couldn't help but tease her, "Are you two trying to generate revenue for me?"
"No, no..."
Song Ling asked about Luo Wenchuan's hospital room. Before going in, he took a deep breath. Today's events were too stimulating. That was a souvenir he brought back from the film crew. If it had been just an inch off, Luo Wenchuan would have lost his life.
"Brother Ling."
As soon as Song Ling entered, before she could even speak, Luo Wenchuan froze. He looked at Song Ling, opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.
He was so tired; the surgery had almost completely drained his strength.
Song Ling took the brooch out of her pocket, placed it on the table beside Luo Wenchuan's bed, and asked him, "What do you mean by this? Are you leaving me a keepsake before you die?"
Luo Wenchuan looked at the sapphire, lowered his eyes and said, "This suits you very well."
"I have plenty of things to match my image, and you're just trying to fob me off with this." Song Ling was furious. He was angry at Luo Wenchuan, angry that this little bastard hadn't said a word, keeping him completely in the dark. Even if it was something that happened with his trusted team, he couldn't be kept in the dark like this.
Seeing that Luo Wenchuan was speechless, Song Ling stepped forward and asked him, "Why, why..."
Why was that second arrow fired?
Luo Wenchuan seemed to already know what Song Ling was going to ask, and said to him, "If I wasn't certain to die, Luo Huaishan wouldn't have given up on me as a hostage. Brother Ling, I'm fine. That place is the intestines, and the intestines will automatically avoid harm. I'll be alright."
“Luo Wenchuan, you…”
You're really capable.
If Luo Wenchuan weren't lying in bed having just undergone surgery, Song Ling would have dragged him out and given him a good beating.
That little bastard.
"Is this kind of one-sided sacrifice meaningful?" Song Ling didn't know how to swear. When he was a child, Ms. Song would slap him for swearing. Now, he wanted to curse this little bastard, but he didn't even know what to say.
Thinking about it this way, Song Ling's anger flared even more.
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Chapter 63 (2/2)
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Luo Wenchuan looked up at Song Ling, and suddenly used all his strength to ask him, "Brother Ling, can we go back to the beginning?"
"You can't go back. If you want to go back to the past, keep dreaming."
Luo Wenchuan's eyes were filled with sadness when he heard these words. He knew he was unforgivable, but he still couldn't help wanting to get Song Ling's forgiveness.
He didn't want the person he loved to hate him.
"We will have a future." Song Ling sat calmly on a stool to the side and took a deep breath.
"What?"
Luo Wenchuan was incredulous. He stared at Song Ling, almost frozen in shock.
Song Ling said they would have a future, and the word "future" was truly the most beautiful word to him.
Seeing Luo Wenchuan's dazed look, Song Ling suddenly smiled and slapped Luo Wenchuan on the head: "You've done so many terrible things, and you think you can run away without atoning for your sins?"
He had never hated anyone in his life, and he disliked wasting his time wallowing in resentment and pain. He believed that precious time should be used for meaningful things; to waste one's life by hating something so intensely wasting it.
Luo Wenchuan was the biggest mistake he ever made in his life. He had boarded the most treacherous ship of thieves. He would never be entangled with anyone like this again in his life, except for Luo Wenchuan.
"I won't run away, I'll never run away in this lifetime. I'll be Ling-ge's slave." Luo Wenchuan seemed to have heard the most beautiful words in the world, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but turn up.
"I don't have a disobedient ox like you. From now on, talk less and do more. Your mouth really makes people angry."
Looking at Luo Wenchuan, Song Ling suddenly felt a sense of relief. It's good that Luo Wenchuan is still alive and eloquent.
Luo Wenchuan smiled, leaned closer to the bedside, and said to Song Ling, "Brother Ling, it hurts so much."
"Hmm, you are..." Song Ling wanted to say that you deserved it, but looking at Luo Wenchuan's watery eyes, she still reached out and smoothed Luo Wenchuan's hair. "You'll get better."
"Um."
.
Luo Wenchuan's injuries were quite serious, and he spent a full month in the hospital.
No matter how strong a person is, their vulnerability when hurt is fully revealed in front of their loved one.
Luo Wenchuan was naturally good at acting cute, but now that he's injured, he's whimpering all day, with tears streaming down his face. Sometimes Song Ling wants to scold him, but she can't bring herself to do it.
On the day of his discharge, Song Ling personally picked up Luo Wenchuan and took him home. Luo Wenchuan's assets were frozen along with Feng Xing's assets when the confidant team investigated him, and Song Ling paid for all of Luo Wenchuan's hospitalization expenses.
Luo Wenchuan was taken back to Song Ling's two-bedroom apartment. He remembered that the first time he and Song Ling slept in the same bed was also in a simple rented room.
Luo Wenchuan was stunned for only a few minutes before Song Ling pulled him over.
"You'll stay in this room." Song Ling pointed to the small room with a desk and carried all her things inside.
Luo Wenchuan noticed the unfamiliar Alpha's tie tucked into the cabinet, and with a sneer, said to Song Ling, "I don't sleep here. Others have slept here before."
“Others? Well, Xiao Zeyan slept with him.” Song Ling muttered.
Upon hearing this, Luo Wenchuan asked him, "Does he live with you?"
Song Ling lives with an Enigma.
Seeing that Luo Wenchuan was getting angry again, Song Ling explained, "We needed to discuss some work-related matters, so we stayed here because it was getting late."
"Then, have you...?"
Luo Wenchuan wanted to ask Song Ling if she had ever been with Xiao Zeyan. He had never met Xiao Zeyan in person, but he knew a lot about him. He wanted to ask, but he was afraid that Song Ling would misunderstand that he cared about such a thing. After struggling with this question, he couldn't bring himself to ask and could only get angry with himself.
Song Ling knew what Luo Wenchuan wanted to ask. This little brat always liked to daydream, acting as if everyone in the world could fall for him.
"I'm already exhausted enough raising one dog like you, how can I possibly have peace if I raise another one?" Song Ling ignored Luo Wenchuan. Upon hearing Song Ling's words, Luo Wenchuan immediately perked up.
"So, am I the first person to be with Brother Ling?" Luo Wenchuan leaned closer, and seeing that Song Ling ignored him, he put his arm around Song Ling's waist and kissed him on the lips. "Wasn't that right?"
Seeing the little rascal's eager look, Song Ling suddenly had the urge to tease him.
What if I say no?
Luo Wenchuan was taken aback. Song Ling said no. That's right. Song Ling came from the capital back then. How could a normal Alpha at such a young age not have had a good Omega lover?
Luo Wenchuan released Song Ling's waist, feeling hurt, but when he realized what was happening, he pounced on her again, still not satisfied.
"Brother Ling, from now on, just stick with me, okay? I'll take care of you."
"You're going to serve me? How are you going to serve me?" Song Ling asked.
The light in Luo Wenchuan's eyes flickered, and the next moment he lowered his head.
Even though Song Ling was unwilling to indulge in such things, Luo Wenchuan still managed to win him over through his efforts.
Song Ling patted Luo Wenchuan's lowered head encouragingly, and suddenly felt as if all the blood in her body had flowed to this person.
Song Ling could sense that Luo Wenchuan loved her with all his heart, in an extremely clumsy way.
He was loyal, resilient, and traveled across mountains and rivers to come to my side.
He couldn't explain it clearly, but the look in his eyes was full of sincerity and admiration.
The river flows with a sound that can be heard if you listen closely.
He could hear Luo Wenchuan's innermost thoughts and see the emotions in his eyes.
"Wen Chuan," Song Ling suddenly called out.
"Hmm?" Luo Wenchuan looked up, his bright eyes reflecting Song Ling's figure.
"Have we met somewhere before?" Song Ling felt that Luo Wenchuan's eyes looked familiar, but every time she tried to recall people she had met once before, she couldn't quite place them.
Luo Wenchuan was stunned for a moment, then slightly curled the corners of his lips and bit Song Ling's fingertip: "Sweet."
Sweet.
These two words suddenly brought back long-buried memories for Song Ling.
"You are... that little kitten?"