Ji Mingche looked at her tenderly and waited quietly for her to finish speaking.
Looking at his gentle face, Jian thought about the words on his lips and couldn't say them anymore. He nervously picked up the lemonade on the table and took a sip.
Because I drank so quickly, my teeth were chattering with soreness, and my face suddenly wrinkled.
Ji Mingche was amused by her cute appearance and thoughtfully poured a small bag of white sugar into her lemonade.
"I remember you were afraid of sour food before! What? You're not afraid now? Just drink it?"
Jian Si's face turned red with embarrassment. Facing his thoughtfulness, she became even more unable to say any words of rejection.
Ji Mingche used a straw to stir the water in her glass for a while, making sure that the sugar had dissolved, and then handed it to her again: "Here, you can drink it now! It shouldn't be sour anymore."
Jian Si nodded and drank a little through a straw.
Sweet and sour.
Although there is still a little sourness, the sweetness of the white sugar dilutes the sourness of the lemon, and the taste is not bad.
After she calmed down, Ji Mingche asked: "What did you want to say to me just now?"
At this moment, Jian Si couldn't speak at all.
She looked at the transparent crystal cup in her hand, twirling the cup with her fingers in boredom, and after a moment of silence she asked, "How have you been in country M these past years?"
This was the first time she asked him about his situation in country m since she had been with Ji Mingche.
Her words inadvertently opened up the secret that Ji Mingche had buried deep in his heart, causing memories that he could never forget to come out like a tide.
He trembled all over, a flash of pain flashed across his face, and then quickly disappeared, as if he had never appeared.
Jian Si's attention was on the lemonade in front of her, and she didn't notice his fleeting expression. Seeing that she didn't speak, she slowly raised her head to look at him and called out.
"Brother Ache..."
Ji Mingche smiled, suppressed the fear hidden deep in his heart, and said with a smile: "I am living a good life. I study, go to college, and take over the company. It is the same life path as everyone else, nothing special."
Hearing this, Jian Si breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's good! I was so afraid...so afraid that you would be bullied in the past...especially during the time when you were missing. I almost went to Country M to look for you."
Everyone only saw the beautiful side of Ji Mingche, but they didn't know that he was not the son of his father's real wife.
Ji Mingche's mother was the mistress kept by his father.
No.
To be precise, his mother never knew that his father had a wife in country m.
It wasn't until Ji Mingche was fifteen years old that his mother knew that his father had a long history in Country M, and his wife was still a member of the royal family of Country M.
After learning the truth, Ji Mingche's mother became so angry that she fell ill and finally passed away.
His father brought Ji Mingche to country m.
They had been in contact for the first two years, but then he suddenly lost contact.
She was afraid that something might happen to him, so she was very anxious. She tried to go to Country M to find him several times, but was unable to do anything. In addition, something happened at that time, so she did not go.
She thought that they would never meet again in this life.
Ji Mingche had a lump in his throat, and his eyes were covered with moisture: "Then why didn't you come to me?"
If she came, wouldn't everything else happen?
Jian Si felt guilty and said, "I'm not of age and can't go there without my parents. Plus something happened at the time, so I didn't go."
Ji Mingche continued to ask without giving up: "What's the matter?"
Jian Si bit her lower lip tightly and refused to speak.
Because that period was the darkest moment in her life. Things had passed and she didn't want Brother Ache to worry.
Ji Mingche understood it as something else. For the first time, he couldn't control his emotions and slowly clenched his hands.
Jian Si didn't like this solemn atmosphere, so she took a deep breath and said with a smile: "Fortunately, you have a good life there, so I don't have to blame myself."
Ji Mingche raised his lips and forced a smile.
"Let's not talk about those things. It's a rare holiday. Let's take Chen Bao and Yueyue out to play! What do they like to play?"
With that said, he reached out to the waiter and prepared to pay the bill.
As a result, when he stretched out his hand, a waiter happened to pass by him carrying juice. He accidentally knocked over the juice and it poured all over him.
The bottoming sweater got soaked instantly.
The waiter was startled and apologized hurriedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I'll get something to wipe you with..."
Jian Si exclaimed and hurriedly walked over: "Hurry up, take off your sweater to avoid getting soaked in it."
After listening to her words, Ji Mingche immediately took off his bottoming sweater and accidentally put on his thermal underwear, exposing half of his lower abdomen. Jian Si's eyes happened to look over, and then his eyes widened——
Ji Mingche didn't realize it. He put the sweater on the chair, lowered his head to check it, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, the clothes inside didn't get wet. I..."
Before she finished speaking, Jian Si suddenly reached out and lifted up her thermal underwear.
The injuries all over his body were so nakedly displayed before his eyes.
Some are round, some are long, some are triangular, and there are almost all kinds of shapes. They are imprinted on the skin one by one, ferocious and terrifying.
Jian Si was frightened, and with trembling hands, she pushed his clothes up a little further.
really.
There is almost no perfect spot on the skin.
All are scars, big and small.
What kind of abuse can leave traces that cannot be removed?
Xu Jiaorong also beat her, but he never left a scar on her body.
The shocking injury made Jian Si cover her mouth, tears fell one by one, and she was so sad that she could not speak.
Ji Mingche immediately took off his thermal underwear, picked up the windbreaker hanging on the armchair and put it on.
"Sisi, don't think nonsense, these are all injuries caused by my naughtiness, they are not what you think..."
The tears fell more and more fiercely.
Jian Si lost control and kept beating his chest: "Didn't you say you had a good life in country M? Then what are the injuries on your body? Do you really think I am a three-year-old child, so easy to fool?"
"
Ji Mingche held her hand tightly, placed it on the left side of her chest, and said softly: "Things have passed, everything has passed, I am living a good life now...really..."
Jian Si considers herself not a person who likes to think wildly.
However, the injuries on his body couldn't help but make her think about it, and the picture of him being abused automatically appeared in her mind.
Her heart ached terribly, and she sobbed sadly: "Tell me, what happened? Why did it happen? How were these injuries caused?"
Ji Mingche was afraid that she would not be able to bear it and wanted to continue to hide it.
"The matter is really over! Don't mention it again, okay?"
Jian Si insisted: "No, I want to know!"
Seeing that she seemed determined to ask clearly, Ji Mingche laughed dumbly: "Are you sure you want me to tell you here?"
Jian Si looked around and realized that this was really not the right time to talk about this, so she said, "Where do you live? Let's go to where you live? I want to see how many of these injuries are still on your body."
Ji Mingche looked at her with a wicked smile: "Go to my house? Are you sure?"
Jian Si knew that he was deliberately trying to liven up the atmosphere. She glared at him fiercely, picked up the sweater that he had thrown on the chair at any time, and said in a rare and strong voice: "Hurry up."
Ji Mingche deliberately let out a long sigh, looking like a little man being manipulated by his wife, and followed Jian Si outside.
Outside the door, Lu Youting was still dealing with the dispute.
When he saw Jian Si coming out, he thought she had made it clear to Ji Mingche. His eyes lit up, but before he could be happy, he saw Ji Mingche walking out with his head lowered and a look of happiness on his face.
The two of them walked towards the parking lot, while Jian Si still held Ji Mingche's clothes in her hand.
After a while, the familiar Rolls-Royce drove out of the garage and drove away.
And Jian Si never looked at him from beginning to end.
Lu Youting's heart kept sinking, and a vague sense of ominousness arose——