the one who lives in my body

Many times, I thought that Xie Dongrong and I were going to have nothing to do with each other forever, but it was very strange, it seemed that there was an invisible force pulling us together.

How unfortunate this is for Xie Dongrong, and how lucky it is for me.

At least for now, Xie Dongrong can't completely get rid of me. Thinking of the doctor's request to him, I couldn't help laughing, but my heart was a little sad for no reason.

If you want to go to other places with Xie Dongrong, then the work on the breeding room may have to be put on hold...

I have to discuss it with the old man and An Guo. Now I take care of Panshi most of the time. If I leave, I don’t know if there will be any problems with it.

Since it's about Xie Dongrong, asking for leave shouldn't be too difficult.

A report has to be submitted to the higher authorities of Munkkamai Palace...

Thinking of Munkkamak Palace, the words that the king said not long ago began to echo in my ears again.

Still, I still haven't figured out what he means.

I don't know if I should tell my mother about this. Besides, why is my mother calling me back in such a hurry this time?

When I arrived, my mother had been waiting for me in the small living room for a long time.

I sat across from her, interlaced my fingers, and looked up at her: "What happened?"

Her expression at the moment is a little strange to me. People like her who are not very complicated in mind rarely show such a tangled expression.

She didn't answer immediately, but got up, walked to the cabinet in silence, opened the door with a key, and took out a metal box with a rare solemn look.

Generally, mothers will only put their cherished jewelry in similar places, and my intuition tells me that what she wants to show me may not be simple.

Of course, her silence is also rare.

She carefully opened the lid of the box and took out the contents very gently with both hands.

It was a letter. I glanced at the stamp on it, and guessed that it came from a far away place—stamps of this color are not popular in the capital, and the pattern is also a bit old.

My mother was putting the letter paper on the small coffee table not far from me. While I was staring at it, she took a deep breath and said, "This is a letter from your father."

My thoughts froze for a moment, and when I came back to my senses, I didn't know what expression I should make.

When I was silent, my mother continued: "I don't know how he found out, he has a son."

I couldn't hear my mother's tone, and when I looked up, I couldn't tell whether it was sadness or joy in her eyes.

And at that moment, the first thought that came to my mind was—"Oh, it seems that the king's wishful thinking is about to fail."

It was at that moment that I decided not to tell my mother about my conversation with Wang.

"What? Is he coming to recognize us?" I didn't have any expression on my face, but the sarcasm in my tone was real. To be honest, I always thought that my so-called "dad" had long since died somewhere. It has nothing to do with me in the wilderness, being picked up and eaten by wolves or picked up by aliens.

I never feel that I lack any "fatherly love", and I don't think I need the "love" of a betrayer.

When I was a child, I fantasized that an awesome father would suddenly come down from the sky, who would give me a long face, and make our mother and son's lives less difficult...

Later, I swore that if a man suddenly fell from the sky one day and dared to call himself my father, I would definitely drag him into the alley with a sack and beat him to death.

But I can't guarantee that my mother would think similarly to me.

For example, at this time, looking into her eyes, I knew that she didn't have a trace of resentment in her heart for the person who abandoned her without a word back then. I could even see happiness in his eyes. She was glad that he came back. Really dump her.

I don’t know if all the women in the world are like this. Anyway, looking at my mother, I feel a strong feeling in my heart—some women live a miserable life, and the man who claims to love her is just giving her a moment of ethereal love , but she would be willing to sell her whole life for it.

Seeing that I didn't move for a while, my mother carefully opened the letter for me, then unfolded the letter paper and handed it to me.

My eyes moved slightly, and I numbly read those words.

After reading it, the biggest feeling in my heart is three words - no wonder.

No wonder my mother was played around by him, no wonder she was so persistent and never accepted anyone's pursuit.

My so-called "dad", named Tao Wenyan, can be seen from his letters, he is a liar who is good at capturing hearts, he is full of sweet words, but he feels so sincere, and he is clearly full of prying between the lines, But it can make someone with a heart see such a trace of "care".

In the letter, he asked my mother a lot about "our son" and told about all the things he had to do back then.

The central idea is that since my mother has not married anyone else for so many years, when he comes back after a while, he will try his best to make up for our mother and son, and then hold a beautiful wedding for my mother, so as to guarantee the future of life. Never let her down again.

Anyway, listening to his tone, it feels as if he has developed.

I don't know if he really cares about me and my mother. All I can see is that he is really good at controlling my mother.

He seemed to know exactly what my mother wanted, and he made the cake big and round, which was enough to make my mother fall for it.

"Mom, what do you think?" I didn't express my opinion immediately, but tentatively, I looked up at my mother,

My mother naturally understands me, she said: "Ashu, don't be too hard on yourself, no matter what, he is also your biological father."

Ok.

What can I say?From my point of view, it seems that everything is wrong.

Maybe I'm really a bit of a loser, maybe it's true that in my eyes, all the men who try to get close to my mother are plotting against the law.

At that moment, I clearly saw the light in my mother's eyes, and I knew that a letter from the man named Tao Wenyan had completely ignited the hope in her heart.

She thinks she's almost getting what she's been looking for all along.

"I'm going to write a reply." Mom held the envelope in her hands, showing a girlish shyness on her face, "He said he wanted to see your photo, but luckily he took a photo some time ago, you and He really looks alike."

Looking at my mother's back, after all, I didn't say anything.

I'm not qualified to speak of her, and I can't blame her for being stupid, because she is worthy of being a mother and son, and I really resemble her.

In the face of feelings, we all fight to the end without hesitation.

My mother asked me to come back mainly to inform me that "Tao Wenyan has received a letter" itself. She had no intention of asking for my suggestion, she was simply announcing the good news.

And how can I spoil her interest?

I stayed in Namin for one night, and in the early morning of the next day, after a little tidying up, I picked up my bag and planned to report to Mangkamai Palace.

When going out, I happened to run into Xie Dongrong who had come back from a morning jog.

Beads of sweat glistened in his hair, and his blue eyes were mixed with the morning mist, showing an incomparably hazy beauty.

My eyes were glued to him for a few seconds, and finally I turned my eyes away and said hello to him.

Xie Dongrong glanced at me, hummed in a mild manner, twisted his neck, and I heard the sound of muscles and bones stretching.

"You've grown quite tall now." As I said that, I measured it from the top of my head, and then smiled at him.

With a sneer, Xie Dongrong said: "The difference is determined by various factors."

Fine.

Looking down, I spotted his now muscular, slender and toned legs, "The legs are all fine too."

"Thanks to you." As he said that, Xie Dongrong raised one corner of his mouth and gave a nasty smile, "Maybe if you left earlier, I could get better sooner."

Brat, I don’t know what kind of gunpowder he ate, suppressed my anger, and I replied without hesitation: "Yes, yes, maybe after you recover and leave me completely, you can jump three meters high and hit you all over the place." The universe is invincible."

The joke wasn't funny at all, Xie Dongrong stared at me with a bad expression on his face, and I didn't know what to say next, so I finally said: "Let's go." and hurried away.

To be honest, I am really curious, is it true that Xie Dongrong will become better after leaving me.

I know he's been waiting for that day all this time, and I don't want to think about it.

Perhaps, when the day the doctor announces that he no longer needs me, as long as he says a word, I will leave without hesitation.

I would never deny him anything, even if it might be against my will.

Knowing that I was going to be away for a while, An Guo was very upset.

She said: "Stone will be unhappy!"

Stone is her "pet name" for Rock.

The rock... His eyes turned to the Amut man in the cage. As usual, it was curled up and maintained its original posture without moving, which looked like a real rock.

At this time, the old man walked in, glanced at the semi-finished mech armor I put on the table first, then snorted, and said, "Just go, don't forget your job."

Knowing that he was asking me to practice more jointing techniques to prevent unfamiliarity, I just smiled at him and said, "Don't worry."

"By the way, Brother Shu, the people who said they would come to evaluate the stones have arrived, and they said that the stones can be released for a while." An Guo tugged at the corner of my clothes and asked me to listen carefully to her.

"Really?" asked the old man with his eyes, and after getting a positive nod, he couldn't help but look at the rock in the cage again, "That's good, how long? Can it be done now?"

It was a very wonderful feeling, and I still can't express it. Anyway, when I saw the rock trembling standing in front of me, I seemed to have returned to the day when Xie Dongrong really stood in front of me.

But their expressions are obviously completely different.

Pan Shi lowered his head and stared at me, his strangely colored eyes were full of seriousness.

Reminds me of a baby chick seeing a mother bird for the first time.

Unable to hold back, I raised my hand and stroked his head.

An Guo took a camera and recorded this historic scene.

On the day when Xie Dongrong and Xie Dongrong left the capital, this group of photos was published on the front page of the optical brain client news.

When Xie Dongrong looked down, I was sitting beside him.

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