Chapter 300: 300: Stabbed My Heart (Part 3)_1
Perhaps it was because she had been a "Doctor" for so long in her past life that she had inadvertently cultivated a saintly heart, or maybe it was out of too much sympathy for them, too much pity, that she wanted to help them?
After all, this family was indeed living a miserable life...
But no matter what the reason was, there was one thing she was very certain of.
"Tonight, you wounded my heart."
She glanced at him faintly, then stood up, silently turned around, and wordlessly left.
He was the most special one.
She was actually very clear-headed, initially it was because she occupied Dong Dabao’s body that she wanted to compensate them in place of Dong Dabao, but later, she genuinely felt sorry for them, felt sympathy for them.
Perhaps it was the young bird syndro that plagued her, or perhaps because during her days with the Liang family, he was the kindest to her; he took care of her. He was the first to notice when she was cold or hot, the first to care when she was thirsty or hungry, and even when her clothes tore, he would also get involved.
This was a very dostic man, she had been with the Liang family for so long, and spent the most ti with him, after all, unlike others who always had their own things to do, leaving from ti to ti.
Also, because of this companionship, he infiltrated her life seamlessly, beca an indispensable part of her daily routine, and except for the initial anger he had with her over Zhu Xingfang’s matter, the cold wars, and the petty fights, their relationship had always been harmonious afterward.
He cared for her, was good to her, and took care of her very thoughtfully, almost ticulously.
But tonight, he had used a beauty trap on her.
Yes, a beauty trap.
She didn’t say it, but that didn’t an she wasn’t aware; she knew everything, understood everything, she got it.
He kissed her forehead, wanting to be her husband, but it wasn’t because he had feelings for her; his deanor was too rational, his expression too cold and detached, which couldn’t deceive anyone.
The seemingly gentle man might not be truly gentle, maybe more often than not, the so-called tenderness was just a helpless disguise. Such a man might have a heart as tough as iron, unbreakable, unsoftened, and as cold as black ice, chilling to the bone.
She felt a little uncomfortable.
She had to admit she was very distressed.
If there were no feelings, why do such a thing?
After walking out of the kitchen, the cold wind blew, and she looked towards the cottage where the Liang Family Brothers lived. She forced a smile at the corners of her mouth, thinking—she understood.
She already had the answer in her heart.
Yixuan, oh Yixuan, do you know, you are truly great.
Really, really, so great.
If not you entering the tiger’s den, then who?
You are a good brother, willing to make sacrifices for a sibling.
But I, I do not want this sacrifice.
......
After daybreak.
Haoming got up early; he carried a wooden bucket to fetch water from the river, but just as he ca out of the courtyard, his steps suddenly paused.
He looked towards the corner of the wall and saw a small basket by the yard gate, covered with a square cloth.
The square cloth was covered with the morning dew, chilly and slightly damp to the touch.
Haoming lifted the square cloth to find a basket full of green duck eggs; there was also a small pouch tied to the basket containing a few taels of small silver pieces.
Haoming blinked, a puzzled expression on his face as he stared silently at the little basket.
"Fourth brother, what’s the matter?"
Yixuan looked over in his direction, and Haoming picked up the basket, "Found it!"
Yixuan suddenly didn’t know whether to cry or laugh, but he wasn’t unfamiliar with this small basket.
About a month after Dong Huiying had left ho, there would occasionally be one or two baskets outside the door, sotis they contained chicken and duck eggs, sotis rice and cooking oil, and sotis small trinkets bought from town, like n’s hairpins, Fragrant Cream, and ointnts that won liked to apply during intimate monts, and so on.
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