After the mother was reborn, she was deeply involved in the battle for favor between her sons

Ji Zeqiu hugged her body with his strong and powerful arms, as if he wanted to embed her into his arms and never separate again.

With tears in his eyes and a hoarse voice, he was finally able to say the unrealistic expectation and fantasy that had been in his heart for many years, "Welcome back."

Ji Zeqiu leaned on her shoulder and cried quietly for a long time, his shoulders trembling, wetting the clothes on her shoulders.

After a long time, the night became dark.

Ji Zeqiu was lying on the bed, with the quilt almost covering his entire face, revealing his red and swollen eyes. He stared at Lin Xu and was reluctant to close his eyes.

Lin Xu looked at him holding her hand tightly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "I'm just going back to my room to sleep, I won't disappear."

Ji Zeqiu hesitated for a moment, and after a while, he whispered with red ears: "...You sleep here."

Lin Xu chuckled and said jokingly, "You're already this old, and you still need your mother to sleep with you?"

"No!" The blush on his ears spread to his cheeks. Ji Zeqiu's face was almost red, and he stammered, "I, I, I mean you sleep on the bed and I'll go to the sofa..."

However, if the mother wants to sleep with him, that's not impossible.

Ji Zeqiu's eyes flickered and he muttered to himself.

Lin Xu knew that he was feeling uneasy, so she just smiled and followed his lead, "Okay, then you get up."

Ji Zeqiu sat up suddenly with very quick movements.

Knowing that Lin Xu had difficulty moving, he was particularly considerate and carried her to bed and covered her with a quilt.

Then he ran happily to the sofa and closed his eyes happily.

After two minutes, he opened his eyes and looked at the bed. After seeing Lin Xu's figure, he closed his eyes again with peace of mind.

However, less than two minutes later, he opened his eyes again, wanting to confirm Lin Xu's presence.

Feeling the gazes falling on her frequently, Lin Xu said helplessly: "Don't worry, I'm always here."

Fortunately, the darkness covered the embarrassment on Ji Zeqiu's face. "I just wanted to see if the door was closed. I wasn't looking at you."

"It turns out you weren't looking at me. I feel a little sad. What should I do?" Lin Xu's sigh was particularly clear in the quiet room.

Ji Zeqiu suddenly became nervous, even sitting up a little on the sofa, and comforted him stiffly, "I was just looking at you, you, don't be sad."

"Pfft".

Lin Xu's crisp laughter was heard from the bed, and her body was shaking with laughter.

Ji Zeqiu then realized that she was just joking. His neck turned red and he kept calling Lin Xu "you" for a long time angrily without being able to say a harsh word.

In the end, he could only lie back on the sofa angrily, with the quilt covering his head, raised high, hiding in the quilt, angry and embarrassed.

Lin Xu even wanted to lift the quilt off him, wanting to see if he was like when he was a child, lying on the sofa with his hands covering his cheeks and his butt raised high.

But considering his injured foot, he had to give up the idea.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. Hurry up and stick your head out, or I won't be able to breathe." Lin Xu smiled, but Ji Zeqiu was completely unmoved.

This temper is still exactly the same as when I was a child.

After Lin Xu’s teasing, Ji Zeqiu no longer dared to look at her. He shrank his head into the quilt and fell asleep unknowingly.

In a dream.

It was still that dark room.

Ji Zeqiu curled up in the corner, buried his head between his arms, looking towards the door through the gaps between his arms, expecting something in his heart.

After a while, the same beautiful figure in a skirt walked in, stretched out her hand to him, with a gentle smile on her lips, "Mom is here to take you home..."

He hesitated for a moment, finally plucked up the courage, raised his head and looked at the man.

What I saw was no longer a blurry face, but Lin Xu's face filled with a smile.

The sunlight came in from the window, dispelling the darkness and loneliness in the room, and the incandescent light stung his eyes.

Ji Zeqiu frowned, stretched out his arms in front of his eyes to block the white light, and opened his eyes hazily.

He was sleepy, as if he had not yet fully awakened from his dream, and looked around in confusion.

It was not until he saw the empty bed that he was suddenly startled and came to his senses. He quickly got up from the sofa and rushed out without even having time to put on his shoes.

Ji Zeqiu's face was pale, his anxious heartbeat was getting faster and faster, his palms were sweating from nervousness, and he kept looking for Lin Xu in the villa.

He began to fear that everything that happened yesterday was just an illusion.

It was not until he saw Lin Xu in the living room that his tense body relaxed.

"What happened? He ran so fast that he didn't even wear shoes." Lin Xu noticed Ji Zeqiu's rapid breathing, looked surprised, and quickly pushed the wheelchair over.

A feeling of warmth came from the cold palm. Ji Zeqiu subconsciously clenched her small hand, feeling her body temperature, and then he truly felt that his mother was real at this moment.

"I, I... I'm very hungry and want to find something to eat." He looked around guiltily.

Ji Tingyang, who was not far away, saw through it at a glance and exposed him mercilessly, "He is afraid that you will disappear."

I have to say that there are some similarities between brothers.

Not long ago, Ji Tingyang also felt so uneasy.

"I just said I would tell Ze Qiu." Lin Xu glared at Ji Tingyang in annoyance.

When she woke up, Ji Zeqiu was still sleeping more soundly than usual. It was almost ten o'clock and he showed no signs of waking up.

Lin Xu hesitated whether to wake him up. When they went downstairs to eat together, Ji Tingyang pushed the door open and took her downstairs in a domineering manner.

"We're just at home, what's there to talk about?" Ji Tingyang didn't care.

Ji Zeqiu monopolized his mother for the entire night yesterday. If it weren't for his mother's sake, he would have gone to snatch her away last night.

Ji Zeqiu looked at Ji Tingyang with gritted teeth.

It's that bastard again!

He was so angry that his teeth were itching. Even when he was eating lunch, he glared at Ji Tingyang fiercely. His sharp eyes were like a blade, as if he wanted to cut him into pieces.

Ji Tingyang was very calm and unmoved.

Just accidentally, he touched the cracked wound at the corner of his lip, and his face twisted in pain.

Lin Xu was so scared that she immediately put down her chopsticks, and held his cheek in panic to check the wound. "Why weren't you more careful when eating? Does it hurt? Can I apply some ointment for you?"

"Okay." Ji Tingyang rubbed her palm calmly and responded.

When Lin Xu lowered her head to look for the ointment, he held her little hand, with a smug light flashing under his dark eyes and a faint smile on his thin lips.

Ji Zeqiu was stunned.

Ji Tingyang had never changed his expression when he broke bones before, but now he was just hit by a few punches, so how could he grimace in pain?

This bastard!

He actually pretended to be in pain in front of his mother.