A sickly child turned into a rich family's only son

Ji Xingyao's life was like a seed that accidentally fell in the middle of a swamp.

In the center of the swamp, it stretches its branches and leaves hard, blooming into a colorful and eye-catching flower.

It is still rooted here, tightly guarding the small piece of land that belongs to it, and tenaciously resisting the ruthless erosion and spread of the swamp.

Every time the wind, rain, and water hit it, it seemed to be on the verge of collapse, but it always held its ground and refused to give in.

It doesn't want to be a swamp-smelling flower with a foul smell and is unwilling to be covered by the swamp.

The flower tried hard to grow upwards, but there was always the hazy fog of the swamp above its head, and no trace of sunlight could be seen.

Suddenly one day, it saw the little prince in golden clothes. He picked it up, and from then on it was planted in fertile soil, receiving fresh rain and warm sunshine every day.

He knew that they were from two different worlds and he was not up to their level. Besides, he had seen too many disgusting monsters in fancy clothes in the swamp.

He instinctively feared that crowd.

To be honest, at the beginning, Ji Xingyao really didn't like Zhou Bu and was not even grateful to him.

He just felt that the god of luck finally took care of him and a passerby was kind enough to save him.

A casual move by the other party shattered the cage in which he had struggled for the first half of his life. Ji Xingyao just found it ridiculous.

He knew very well that there was a natural chasm between people.

Until an accident happened and the two people were inexplicably tied together.

After spending time with him day and night, Ji Xingyao gradually discovered that without the halo in the eyes of outsiders, the famous Mr. Zhou was just a... somewhat pitiful young man.

Yes! He is still so young, his father doesn't love him, and his mother doesn't love him. At such a young age, he is forced to bear so many responsibilities.

Ji Xingyao saw it all, and in his eyes, Zhou Bu gradually changed from the image of Mr. Zhou to Zhou Bu himself.

Ji Xingyao could see that this was a responsible young man who was trying hard to shoulder the responsibilities that he should shoulder, such as being the eldest son, the eldest brother, and then the father.

Not only does he want to do it, he is also a bit stubborn about doing it perfectly.

What Ji Xingyao saw was a child who was making continuous progress. At that time, he would still be angry because of his mother's favoritism.

Until the elder who loved him the most passed away.

One after another, each one was a huge blow to him.

Unconsciously, Ji Xingyao seemed to realize that he couldn't help but keep his eyes on Zhou Qi. He couldn't do much. He had to guard the rear, comfort the children, and try his best to make him worry-free.

After the funeral, Zhou Bu, who no longer liked to pretend to be a mature and steady person, always liked to hide away and digest things quietly.

Ji Xingyao didn't want to give him this opportunity.

It is said to be digestion, but in fact it is just self-torture.

He relived the scene of his loved ones' death again and again until the heartache became numb and he would no longer make a sad expression.

In fact, he is very easy to coax. You look at him, cook him a bowl of wontons, watch him finish eating under the warm yellow light, and tell him that you are watching him!

That's someone who can be comforted by a little kindness.

In summary, it’s very easy to please.

Looking into each other's eyes would not lie, Zhou Bu was not getting closer to him, probably because he was soft to Zhou Bu.

It's rare that someone would provide him with a place to stay for a short time without any purpose, simply from the perspective of a spectator.

Zhou Bu is also a human being, and the omnipotent Mr. Zhou will also get tired.

Zhou Bu tested cautiously and took his hand with a smile.

His smile was so pure! Like a tranquil and transparent lake, deep and clear, Ji Xingyao could not help but give in to him, give in again, and tolerate him.

When he learned that he was sick, Ji Xingyao had no fear of death at all. He sat on a bench in the hospital.

Her eyes flashed with the gloomy and sad look on Zhou Bu's face every time he attended a funeral, and also with the little smile on Zhou Bu's face when she comforted him and promised that they would both turn into shooting stars and fly away together.

He was going to break his promise.

Zhou Bu will not go crazy! Ji Xingyao was absolutely sure of this.

He would not believe it, and then escape from the reality of not believing it. At this time, people would instinctively rely on doctors, and he would force Chengbei, who is a doctor.

If Chengbei can't cure him, Zhou Bu will even vent his anger on him. Chengbei will not blame Zhou Bu, but only himself, and will be ashamed to face Zhou Bu.

Even though they all knew it wasn't Chengbei's fault.

Ji Xingyao didn't want to see Zhou Bu crying in front of his bed. He looked really pitiful when he cried.

Ji Xingyao didn't want to see Zhou Bu's tears at all because of him. His lovely partner had never been a strong and brave person.

If Zhou Bu really lay beside his bed and cried quietly and desperately, Ji Xingyao felt that he would definitely decline even sooner. This was the greatest torture in the world.

Maybe Ji Xingyao also didn't want to see Zhou Bu pretending to be calm. He knew that Zhou Bu would cry.

When the time comes, he will hide away and cry secretly, and Ji Xingyao will only feel more distressed.

No matter what the result is, it will be painful.

But Ji Xingyao didn't want to see Zhou Bu suffer, so he left. Very willful, right?

Ji Xingyao was smiling the day he left. He had been to every place on the map, but was unable to complete the journey due to life constraints.

He could already imagine how annoyed Zhou Bu must be as he was looking for him, furious and in a hurry.

Xin Bai sent him a photo of himself being beaten. Even after the wounds were healed, he still couldn't show his wounds to others for a long time. Blood splattered on his collar. Xin Bai said half sarcastically and half self-deprecatingly: "Dad, look, daddy is still as good as ever."

In fact, I also hope that Ji Xingyao will soften his heart after seeing this.

Ji Xingyao replied with a smile: "Of course, don't you see whose lover it is?"

In the following time, Ji Xingyao followed Zhou Qi quietly, watching him collapse time and time again, and then mustering up his courage again and again.

During that period, Xin Bai and Xin Yi were almost sidelined by Zhou Bu, including all those who had a close relationship with Ji Xingyao. Zhou Bu checked the credit cards in their names and monitored their communications.

But Ji Xingyao did not hide his connection with them at all. He had to tell Zhou Wei that he was still alive.

Gradually, they contacted each other less and less. The pain from his illness left him no time to think about these things, and he could not catch up with his lover who was rushing to find him.

When his life was about to end, Ji Xingyao began to wonder where he was now. He must have cried secretly in the middle of the night again.

What should I do? I really don't want him to cry, but I can't comfort him anymore.

On the day when Xinbai and Xinyi failed to contact Ji Xingyao through secret communications, Xinbai sat in the study room in the courtyard, two tears gathered into a line, dripping along her chin.

Xinyi's face was also covered with tears. The two children were like Zhou Bu, crying without making any sound, with all their sadness suppressed in their hearts.

Xinyi just choked up and asked, "Daddy, what should I do?"

Xin Bo's eyes became firm. "We can't let him know. Daddy should be in the strait now, right? If you tell him now, he will jump into the ocean immediately."

After a moment of firmness, Xin Bo almost collapsed and covered his eyes. His eyes were like a broken faucet and would not listen to him.

"Let Dad blame me! I want Dad to live, even if he lives in pain, even if he hates me."

Xinyi acquiesced to his actions. They were selfish this time. They just wanted their father's child. They were also like Zhou Bu, not that strong.