Returning

Chapter 112 : Hidden Truth

Translator : Haven

Xue Zhan sat across from Xue Zi'ang, he was looking at Xue Zi'ang without any expression on his face.

Xue Zi'ang was still leaning on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Zhao Yu glanced down at her phone from time to time until Ji Sui's message came:

[ I'm downstairs, call me if you need anything. ]

Zhao Yu replied: [ Don't worry, we're just talking. ]

After thinking about it, she added another sentence: [ When it's alright for you to come up, I'll give you a call. ]

The hidden meaning was, unless you receive my signal, do not come up. But Zhao Yu was not so confident that Ji Sui would listen to her this time. After all, she was with her ex-boyfriend, even for normal couple, it would be difficult to calm down in this situation.

She regretted telling Ji Sui that Xue Zi'ang was here. But if she lied to him, and Ji Sui saw Xue Zi'ang was here, she would not be able to explain it, then the trust between them would be gone.

Maybe she shouldn't let Xue Zi'ang enter the door, but with Xue Zi'ang's temper, he will stay outside if he was not allowed in. When Ji Sui came and they met face to face, it still won't end well.

Sighing silently in her heart, she could only continue to send messages to Ji Sui: [ Don't worry, Xue Zi'ang's uncle was also here, with him present, Xue Zi'ang won't do anything to me, I can't let them know about our relationship. ]

Glancing at the food that was getting cold on the table, Zhao Yu tentatively said, "You guys... do you want to eat first?"

At this time, no one was in the mood to eat, but the silence was broken anyway. Xue Zhan took a quick look at Zhao Yu and asked Xue Zi'ang, "Do you know why your mother didn't object to you both being together?"

Xue Zi'ang ignored him as if he didn't heard anything, but Zhao Yu was a little surprised.

Xue Zhan continued: "Because you mentioned Zhao Yu's life experience to her, you said that Zhao Yu's mother left her hometown with her child because she couldn't stand her husband's long-term domestic violence. Your mother thought of her own experience, so..."

"You're talking nonsense!" Xue Zi'ang suddenly straighten up from the sofa and glared at him, "Xue Zhan, don't go too far, it's not enough to kill my dad, how dare you slander him now?"

"Whether it was slander or not, you can ask your mother and you'll know, won't you?"

"You killed him, of course she will help you..." He couldn't say the words that followed, so he could only fiercely stare at Xue Zhan with scarlet eyes.

Xue Zhan sighed in a low voice: "When your father left, you were ten years old, I don't believe you didn't remember anything. When you were in the first grade, your mother stayed in the hospital for a while, and said to the public that she was injured by a fall. While in fact, it was your father who broke her ribs."

"Bullshit!" Xue Zi'ang clenched his fists, his body shaking all over. "I won't allow you to slander my dad!"

Xue Zhan disregarded his anger and continued: "When you were in the second grade, your mother also stayed in the hospital for a period of time, and said to the public that it was because of the appendix surgery. Actually, it was your father who beat her bloody."

Xue Zi'ang jerked up from the sofa, and swung his fist straight at Xue Zhan, but he tremblingly stopped when he was only one centimeter away from his face.

Xue Zhan looked up at him: "He was a good father, a good son, a good brother, and even a good husband sometimes. Unfortunately, there were some problems that he couldn't change. Especially after he was diagnosed with liver cancer, he was depressed. He had a bad temper and often took it out on your mother. I was the only one who stopped him and protected your mother so many times. I think she just felt grateful to me, because at that time she was hurting so much that she pinned all her hopes on me. But I have never done anything indecent with her, let alone the words you said 'adulterer and whore'. It doesn't matter what you said to me today, but saying that to your mother is the same as gouging out her heart with your own hands."

Xue Zi'ang gritted his teeth and his lips trembled: "No need to deny, I heard it, I heard everything, you said..."

Xue Zhan closed his eyes in pain: "Yes, we are responsible for your father's death, maybe your mother was too miserable and depressed during that time, so she was impulsive... Due to her emotional instability, she told me some inappropriate words, but we... didn't do anything, we just didn't expect to be heard by your father, which greatly stimulated him, his body initially was already very weak, so..."

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it..." Xue Zi'ang shook his head desperately, he turned around  and walked back in a daze. When he walked around the sofa, his legs gave way and he fell down.

Zhao Yu got hold on him in time, but he grabbed her arm: "Do you believe him? I don't believe it, I won't believe it, I won't believe a word of what they said..."

Looking at his pale face, Zhao Yu bit her lip and didn't dare to say anything.

Suddenly he smiled, he let go of her slowly, and staggered towards the door.

Zhao Yu chased after two steps and stopped, glancing back at Xue Zhan on the sofa. He was still sitting there expressionlessly, no emotion was visible on his eyes, but the gauze on his arm had turned red, and his face was not looking good.

"I'll take you to the hospital." Zhao Yu reached out to support him, but he wouldn't get up, and she couldn't pull him up at all.

Zhao Yu had no choice but to take out the medical kit and carefully helped him to removed the blood-soaked gauze, intending to stop the bleeding first, but halfway through she didn't dare to move the gauze away.

He was bleeding too much. She was afraid the wound was much more serious than she thought. She was not a professional medical staff. Moreover, looking at the bright red blood, the feeling of nausea and fear came from her internal organs again, which involuntarily made her breathing became heavier.

"Xue Zhan." She turned her head, avoided to look at his arm again, "Let's go to the hospital,okay?"

Xue Zhan lowered his eyes and looked at the woman squatting in front of him. Her face was pale, her eyes were full of tears, her lips were tightly pursed, and the hand on his wrist was still trembling slightly.

Moving his lips, he failed to make a sound, but he slowly raised his left hand and held hers in his palm.

Zhao Yu raised her head and stared at him puzzled, then he leaned over and kissed her lips.

Since the last time they came back from Wucheng, the two had never been so close.

These days, the atmosphere between them had been very delicate. Zhao Yu needed to play a complex character who had a relationship with him by accident and exposed all her scars in front of him. She didn't know how to face him.

He also couldn't figure out their relationship. He let her distanced herself from him, he pretended to be calm in front of her, as if nothing happened.

But right now, he swiftly deepened his kiss, the assault of his tongue intensified, just like his rapid breathing, which was full of urgency, as if he wanted to devour her whole.

Translator's Note :
• This uncle and nephew duo... what to do... 🤧

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