"You are Jia Ning, my beloved girl." Tingyun squatted in front of her, held her slightly cool fingers tightly, raised her eyes and stared at her, with seriousness settled in her deep eyes.
The girl took a deep breath, held back the pain, and asked softly, "Dad has told you what he said?" she wanted to know.
Tingyun shook his head, "No."
The two looked at each other, a breeze blew, and what filled the long silence between him and her was the long-lasting silence.
Mu Jianing's heart was as if it was stabbed by a needle, and it was in a dense pain.
"Old Mu and Sister Ling both love you very much, Jia Ning, this is the fact."
Tingyun's deep eyes flashed slightly, "You love them too, right? So many years have passed, if you go to find out who your biological parents are, what causes you to separate? Actually... I think it is meaningless."
Tingyun knew that this was cruel, but he had to persuade her to accept this fact. Fortunately, his life is not too bad now.
But what if she was abandoned?
If she knew the truth, then the seeds of hatred would be planted in her heart, and she would not be happy in the future.
She will constantly deny herself.
"I don't want to find my biological parents, I just..." Jia Ning was very kind. She cried, "I just couldn't accept it for a while. How could I not be their biological parents? They even fought for me to grab me when they divorced. They all loved me so much..."
"I love you too, some love can be without blood."
The man stretched out and plucked her long hair that was blown to her face by the wind, hugged her shoulders, and looked at her dotingly, "Jianning, you are a lucky girl. After meeting such a good parents, this is also a gift from God to you."
Jia Ning gently pulled him up and let Tingyun sit beside her. He hugged her shoulders and gently held her into his arms.
"Jia Ning, I can understand your shock and feelings, but calm down and think, if you ask and they also tell you about your life experience, what should you do?"
"..." She didn't know, she really didn't know.
Tingyun asked softly again, "Are you going to recognize your original parents? Apart from blood relationship, what is the difference between them and strangers after being absent for so many years?"
"I don't want to, I don't want to recognize it." Mu Jianing shook her head and said firmly with tears in her eyes. "I don't want to recognize my original parents at all. I don't want to know my life experience. I love Lao Mu and Sister Ling, I only love them."
She loved her parents deeply, even more than she loved herself, so she hoped that they could remarry and made a lot of efforts.
After finally watching them remarry, she really doesn't want to destroy this beauty. Besides, Sister Ling is still in the rescue room now...
So, the kind Mu Jianing decided, "I just think I don't know anything, don't tell them anything."
Tingyun nodded, "Okay, then do we... want to go up?"
"Do you have anything to buy around?" she thought for a while, "I want to pack a meal for Lao Mu, he must be hungry."
"Let's go and have a look?"
"good."
So Tingyun took Jia Ning to the hospital canteen. In fact, it was the meal time now.
On the 11th floor, in the bench outside the rescue room, Mu Yannian was half worried about Meimei, and half worried about Jia Ning, and his heart was cold.
He couldn't stand this sudden change.
Jia Ning knew his life experience... He had a premonition that the whole situation would change in the future, and many things that he had unexpectedly expected were formed.
But at this time, he was even more worried about Ling Mei's situation. How long does it take to stitch it?
Will the stitching process be dangerous?
Chapter completed!