Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

Chu Xiaoran didn't even have time to react, and there was no response from Nan Jinming for a long time until Nan Jinming released the hand that was holding his chin, and his gentle face with a smile on his face moved a little further away from him.

Chu Xiaoran's mind went blank. He pursed his lips and looked at Nan Jinming. The two of them would not be able to catch the sunrise. Now the sun was gradually rising and passed over the top of Dongshan Mountain.

Chu Xiaoran didn't even bother to find out why Nan Jinming knew his real name. Her voice was like a beautiful spell, drawing his heart and soul step by step and making him stand still and unable to move.

"You can refuse. I'm just talking. Anyway, I'm alone from beginning to end."

When Nan Jinming said this, a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes, but to Chu Xiaoran, it was like thorns piercing his heart.

No one would have thought that the once high-and-mighty young general would fall to such a state. His final outcome was extremely miserable, and he was deserted by his friends and relatives.

But what can I do?

I am just an unappreciated, homeless and downtrodden person. Two people who have never been exposed to warmth are still cold when they are together.

But despite this, he still wanted to take that step.

Chu Xiaoran stared at Nan Jinming's eyes, and said word by word: "I. Will. Do. So."

If I still have the courage to live in this life, it is to be able to face the rest of my life with Nan Jinming.

She didn't want her to repeat her last fate alone. Maybe no one knew Nan Jinming's secret, maybe only she knew it, but she was willing to tell herself, didn't it prove that she... was also an important person in her heart.

Nan Jinming seemed to have guessed the answer and looked at him with a smile. The sadness just now seemed to be a flash in the pan, and now she was smiling at Chu Xiaoran in front of her.

Nan Jinming stretched out his hand: "Thank you for choosing me."

Perhaps Nan Jinming had already guessed that the man with scars all over his face and looking at him with pain in his eyes on the execution ground was the man in front of him.

He had passed by me countless times, but why didn't I remember it?

Chu Xiaoran walked forward, took Nan Jinming's hand, looked sideways at her, smiled, and said, "I can't find the way to the stream, are you going to lead the way?"

"Of course not. Just follow me. I actually have a lot of questions to ask you. How did you know my identity? Can you really guess my identity just from a dream? Or did you find something at home?"

"Why would I go through your things? I'm used to living under someone else's roof. What if you kick me out?"

Nan Jinming never knew that Chu Xiaoran in front of him was so eloquent. Perhaps he did not really know all of his strengths.

After a long period of getting used to each other, perhaps he will bring me some different surprises.

"You said you liked me, but when did it start?"

Nan Jinming raised his hand awkwardly and stroked the hair beside his ear. He paid attention to Chu Xiaoran's expression and knew that he would be embarrassed to answer. So he continued, "If you don't want to say it, then forget it."

Chu Xiaoran knew that he knew all her identities. That's right! She just had great ambitions but couldn't achieve them. How could she really be willing to stay in this countryside?

"I should have told you that after my father passed away, my stepfather excluded me everywhere in the family. Later, my status was even lower than that of a servant in the family."

"My mother only paid attention to the voices of my stepfather and his son. She gave them more preference. I was invisible in the family."

"I was happy for a while, because before I was five years old, my grandparents took good care of me and raised me. Even if they didn't like me, they just said a few words and didn't say much. Later, my grandparents were driven away, and I became a stranger in the family. I didn't have enough food or warm clothes. In the winter, there was not even charcoal fire. There was only a small hut for me to shelter from the rain. It was the room of a servant who had died of illness. They were afraid of infectious diseases, so they let me live there."

"Do you hate your mother?"

Nan Jinming concealed the smile on his lips, his eyes became a little dim, he never thought that his life would be so difficult.

At first, he just believed it. He was just an ordinary kid, and he had never thought that he had been through so much. Only when people who had experienced countless hardships came together, they would lean on each other. Why had he never paid attention to his feelings before?

They lived together at home. Nan Jinming was busy with farm work and really didn't pay attention to his emotions. It should be Nan Chenliang who accompanied him more.

However, there was no way that he could repay Nan Chenliang's feelings for him, so it was better not to respond.

But dragging it on like this is not the best option after all.

Chu Xiaoran was silent for a long time. There were very few scenes of him and his mother in his mind. Only when he came back from business would he bring some new things, and he would wait until Chu Zixuan had finished choosing before letting him pick something.

Sometimes Chu Xiaoran couldn't understand. If she had some feelings for her father, why did she ignore him after he gave birth to her? Was it because of her birth that her father died of dystocia?

However, this is not something I can decide.

If it is really possible, I would rather exchange my life for another so that my father can live again. But it is just a dream after all, and it is hard to tell the truth from the false.

"Maybe I hate it, maybe I don't."

He gave an ambiguous answer. In fact, in his heart, he even felt unfamiliar with his mother. The word "mother" seemed to exist only in the books he had read. The word "mother" had never been concreted and was just two nouns.

The room that Chu Xiaoran lived in in the courtyard was said to be warm in winter and cool in summer, but in fact, it was neither warm in winter nor cool in summer. In summer, it was very stuffy, and the wood inside gave off a rotten smell. It was impossible for Chu Xiaoran to fall asleep, so he would run outside and stay there. When the cool breeze outside cooled him down, he would slowly enter the house. However, the stuffy air in the house made him feel very nauseous.

In the summer, he couldn't eat anything, so he opened the windows in the room to ventilate the room and didn't stay inside.

When it rains, the thunder in summer is very loud, and he is always scared and curls up in a corner. He never cries because he thinks crying is the most useless thing.

Tears won't get anyone's sympathy. Only when he becomes strong can he avoid being looked down upon. So he found a lot of old books. Sometimes, he would sneak into his mother's study to find some books to read.

He flipped through almost all the books in the study, but he had to do it secretly. If he was discovered by his stepfather, he would inevitably be scolded.

When his mother was not around, he was often beaten and scolded, but when she came back, she would treat him like her own son and let him sit at the table for meals.

But the dishes in front of him were all spicy vegetarian dishes, and he didn't like spicy food either. As he had been eating leftovers for many years, his stomach had become a little fragile. Once he ate spicy food, he would suffer from unbearable diarrhea.

Nan Jinming looked at his dazed expression and knew that he was thinking about some past events again.