The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

Jiang Xu was unable to react to this address for a moment. He could only cough quickly to hide his excitement, but his tone was still almost incoherent: "My sister said that she met a little girl and felt close to her since the first time she saw her. She said that you look very similar to my mother, and the curve of your mouth when you smile is very much like your father... But she also said that you don't have a birthmark on your left shoulder, only a thumb-sized scar..."

Jiang Xu spoke very quickly, and after he finished speaking, he paused and stared at Xue Zhiyi's face carefully for a long time, as if trying to find traces of his parents, and also looking for traces similar to himself.

"Awan, Dad and Mom didn't mean to reject you, and it's not that my brother and sister didn't want to find you..."

"I know." Xue Zhiyi said suddenly.

She and Jiang Xu, her brother, did not grow up together, so they could not get too close to each other for a while. She could only tell him seriously: "Someone did it on purpose, and they will not let you find it easily."

Besides feeling sad, she was filled with anger: "If I hadn't discovered this in advance, I would have never known until my death that I had been plotted against by the Xue family since I was born."

"You mean, the Xue family back then?" Jiang Xu was a little stunned.

"Yes." Xue Zhiyi said, "Fu Ling admitted before he died that they killed my parents. Because my fate is similar to their daughter's, I can protect the Xue family from disaster, that's all."

"That's all..."

Jiang Xu actually laughed for a moment, supporting his forehead with the base of his palm, as if he found the reason that caused his family to be destroyed extremely ridiculous.

Yes, just for this reason they can disregard the lives of others, as if they are nothing more than ants in the eyes of the powerful, who can be summoned and dismissed at will, but if they resist, it is like brushing off the annoying dust on brocade, it seems so easy and casual, it seems that their resistance is so presumptuous and their pain is so insignificant.

Even Xue Zhiyi seemed to have to be grateful for the wealth and glory bestowed by the Xue family, otherwise he would be repaying kindness with enmity and being ungrateful.

How can they be so self-righteous? They regard themselves as gods and manipulate other people's lives at will... It's really absurd and ridiculous!

Not only that, in their previous life, they greedily stole Jiang Xu's fame and killed people to silence them.

Xue Zhiyi was only thankful for her own planning in her life, and for the momentary thought of compassion that allowed her to accidentally preserve her few blood relatives in this life.

"It's a pity that I didn't even have the chance to meet them in person, and they got their comeuppance." Jiang Xu said bitterly.

Xue Zhiyi chuckled: "How can there be so many retributions in the world?"

She was their retribution for all the painstaking planning she had put in.

Just as Jiang Xu was wondering what this meant, the gate suddenly made a creaking sound.

Xue Zhiyi was stunned and put away the sadness on her face. She opened the gate, but saw Xue Ruoyu standing outside the door, leaning against the door frame and staggering.

She covered her chest with her hands, as if she was in so much pain that she couldn't straighten her back, and her pale face was already covered with traces of tears.

She...heard everything.

Xue Zhiyi didn't expect Xue Ruoyu to be here. He almost subconsciously wanted to support her, but she dodged him in panic.

She walked into the yard with heavy steps.

But Jiang Xu stood up, with a vigilant look on his face, and hurried forward to separate the two. His expression was not friendly towards the daughter of his enemy.

Xue Zhiyi said gently: "She won't hurt me."

"That's not what my mother told me..." Her voice was trembling, with a sob that came from the bottom of her heart, almost desperate.

"She said that she took you in as an abandoned baby out of kindness, but after learning about your life story, you heartlessly betrayed the Xue family... Which one is true?" Her head seemed to hurt severely. She covered her head in pain, curled up and sat down.

Facing Xue Ruoyu's collapse, Jiang Xu showed no sympathy, but became even more angry: "Take her in? Awan has parents and siblings, who needs to take her in? How can you have the nerve to say the word take her in when you have caused others to be separated from their loved ones and their families to be destroyed?! How can there be such a shameless statement in this world?!"

Looking at the painful Xue Ruoyu, Xue Zhiyi couldn't be completely indifferent after years of getting along with her. She held Jiang Xu and said, "She doesn't know about these things. Brother, don't go against her."

Xue Ruoyu's body was bent, she cried bitterly, this truth was like a bolt from the blue to her. In her eyes, her parents, at least her mother, were kind, even to the servants, and treated her gently and lovingly. Her mother also taught her to be upright and kind since she was a child. She even felt that the Xue family was framed...

Now she is told that everything is fake and that the parents she trusts are murderers who secretly kill people. How can she accept this?

"Why is it like this..." She asked foolishly, not knowing who she was asking.

Xue Zhiyi never took his anger out on her. Xue Zhiyi still remembered that during all the years in the Xue family, Xue Ruoyu was one of the few people who truly loved her.

Seeing Xue Ruoyu in so much pain, Xue Zhiyi couldn't bear it. She wanted to help Xue Ruoyu up despite Jiang Xu's obstruction.

But Xue Ruoyu was unwilling to get up. She cried, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry!"

Xue Zhiyi squatted down, looked into her eyes, and felt a little sad.

"This matter has nothing to do with you. I never blame you. You don't have to apologize."

It would be better if Xue Ruoyu was a person like Fu Ling and Xue Zhentong. If she was a bit inferior, at least when something like this happened, she would never hurt herself because of self-blame.

"We are brothers, but I didn't expect this result... I have watched you grow up, how could you not be my sister?" She looked at Xue Zhiyi carefully, her face full of confusion.

Xue Zhiyi took a deep breath and calmed herself down, but her voice was still choked up: "We are probably not destined to be together, and we can only be sisters for a dozen years."

Xue Ruoyu burst into tears: "If these things had not happened, you should have grown up with your family, and met me in Huajing as the younger sister of the top scholar when you were in your teens... Everything should have been like this..."

Thinking of this, she felt even more heartbroken: "But now... I can neither forgive you, otherwise I would not be worthy of being a son, nor can I hate you anymore, otherwise I would not be worthy of being a human being."

She looked at Xue Zhiyi for help: "I can no longer hate you, and I am not worthy of loving you anymore... What should I do?"

Xue Zhiyi lowered his eyes and silently shed a tear.

She was no exception. She would not hate the innocent Xue Ruoyu, but she was not a saint either, and could not be as close to the daughter of the murderer of her father as a sister.

Regarding the Jiangzhou incident, she and Huo Wuyou would find a way to help the Tang family, as a way of repaying Xue Ruoyu's love for her over the years.

And for the rest of their lives, the two of them could only worry about their own well-being.

"It's good enough that we are all well," she said.

Xue Ruoyu murmured: "From the beginning, we should have been well on our own."

She sat like this for a long time before she gradually calmed down.

When Xue Ruoyu left, Xue Zhiyi knew that their fate in this life was over.

Although Jiang Xu seemed tongue-tied sometimes because of his old-fashioned nature, he still comforted her for a long time.

Seeing that she was in a low mood, he suggested, "Do you want to go to her house?"

Xue Zhiyi raised his eyes: "Going to Cishui?"

Jiang Xu smiled slightly: "Want to go?"